bestfiction Chapter 103 Airport Arrest 3
Chapter 103 Airport Arrest 3
Not long after the Lan family left, it was time for dinner.
At the dinner table, all the brothers were back except for the eldest brother.
Yuan Sicheng suddenly announced that he would be going to the base for training tomorrow.
After hearing this, Mr. Yuan simply responded with a nod and didn't say anything more.
He pretended not to see his foolish son's unspoken words.
Yuan Sicheng waited for a long time, but no one took the initiative to ask him if he had enough money. He felt heartbroken.
Fortunately, his team leader transferred 100,000 yuan to him; otherwise, he might not have had the money to buy a plane ticket.
He wouldn't do something like crying and begging for money like before, a second time.
Yuan Sicheng was feeling down when he heard Yuan Yangyang speak up.
"Fourth Brother, are you out of money?"
"Yangyang, would you lend it to me?" Yuan Sicheng's eyes lit up, and he looked at Yuan Yangyang as if she were a god of wealth. He said politely, "I'm so sorry."
“It’s alright, I’ll just give you 30 million, you don’t need to pay it back.” Yuan Yangyang said generously.
He then took out his phone and started operating it.
Everyone else at the table was taken aback by her actions.
Yuan Si'an asked, "Yangyang, where did you get so much money? Didn't you just invest ten million in the production team?"
"You didn't use the card that Third Brother gave you to Fourth Brother, did you?!"
He couldn't think of any other reason besides this.
Yuan Yangyang: "How could that be? What are you thinking!"
Everyone at the table was even more bewildered.
Yuan Yangyang: "Fourth Brother, I've forwarded it to you, did you receive it?"
Yuan Sicheng opened his phone, and in his WeChat message, it read: "Be happy! Be blessed! Be healthy!"
Yuan Sicheng: ...
Everyone:...
At this moment, their native language is silence.
Yuan Yangyang smiled and asked, resting her chin on her hand.
"Is 30 million enough? If not, there's more!"
Yuan Sicheng, ever the sharp-tongued one, asked again, "What if I wanted three hundred million?"
Yuan Yangyang: "May your career be as prosperous as a billion! May your life be as peaceful as a billion! May you achieve a billion in life!"
Yuan Sicheng, with a disgruntled expression, tried to play the victim, saying, "This 300 million is too far-fetched. Can't we get something more concrete?"
Yuan Yangyang's expression changed instantly, and she sneered, "I'll give you a bright future, do you dare to take it?"
Yuan Sicheng didn't understand. "What's there to be afraid of? It's a bright future, it's great!"
Yuan Yangyang: "My wallet is tight, my money is tight, my clothes are tight, and my brow is tight."
"Ha ha ha ha……"
The table erupted in laughter, but Yuan Sicheng's face grew increasingly bitter.
"Yangyang, let's not go for Fourth Brother. He's not worthy of the honor!"
Yuan Yangyang pointed and said, "You've already accepted them, so you can't return them."
Following the gaze, everyone saw that Yuan Sicheng's face was scrunched up like a bun, his brows furrowed tightly!
"Ha ha ha ha……"
"That's hilarious..."
The table erupted in chaos, and no one could eat anymore.
Watching them laugh and joke, Mr. Yuan sighed, realizing that their current happiness was hard-won.
Fortunately, Yuan Niaoniao, this potential threat, has been completely eliminated within the company.
From now on, we no longer need to worry about the company going bankrupt due to substandard raw materials.
As problems were resolved one by one, their family's fate as cannon fodder began to change.
All of this is thanks to Yangyang; without her, none of this would exist.
Mr. Yuan looked at Yuan Yangyang with a loving smile.
After finishing her meal, Yuan Yangyang did not sit on the sofa to digest as usual, but went back to her room to tidy up her things.
She's moving out tomorrow.
I'm moving to a small, scattered garden, and then I'll be joining the production team.
So after packing my things, I went to bed early.
Yuan Yangyang woke up very early the next morning.
After washing up and going downstairs, I saw Yuan Sizhe sitting on the sofa reading a newspaper, his demeanor and mannerisms exactly like his father's.
Yuan Yangyang almost mistook him for her father.
"Big brother, when did you get back? Don't you have to go to work today?" Yuan Yangyang asked.
Yuan Sizhe didn't answer, but asked, "I heard you're joining the crew today."
"Oh, yes!"
As they were talking, Yuan Yangyang sat down at the dining table, and Yuan Sizhe followed her.
Upon seeing this, the maid quickly brought up the prepared breakfast.
Yuan Yangyang scooped up a spoonful of chicken porridge and was about to drink it when she heard Yuan Sizhe say, "I'll take you there in a bit."
"Ahem! No need, the driver can take you."
Caught off guard, Yuan Yangyang choked and quickly refused.
It's not like going to kindergarten where parents have to pick them up and drop them off.
Yuan Yangyang: "Fifth Brother and I can go together."
Seeing this, Yuan Sizhe didn't say anything more.
Before things had quieted down for even a moment, Yuan Sizhe spoke again.
"Manager Hu's mistress ran away."
"Cough cough cough!!" Yuan Yangyang covered her mouth, coughing painfully.
She complained, "Brother, can't you just say it all at once? And can't you at least give me a little introduction?"
"It's so intense right from the start, I really can't handle it."
Yuan Sizhe, feeling innocent, explained, "I thought you would want to know."
"I'm really curious," Yuan Yangyang said, resting her chin on her hand. "Did they abscond with the money?!"
"As expected, the woman you keep with money will also leave you for money."
"How can you men not understand such a simple truth!" Yuan Yangyang exclaimed.
"Don't take me with you, I won't do something so stupid," Yuan Sizhe said.
"I understand. You're a big CEO, after all. Profits come first. You definitely wouldn't be interested in something that's not high quality or of poor quality."
Yuan Yangyang looked very serious, as if she had seen through everything.
Yuan Sizhe frowned, put down his chopsticks, and solemnly explained, "I mean, I'm not the kind of person who's fickle, and I wouldn't do such a stupid thing."
"I understand, I get it," Yuan Yangyang replied perfunctorily.
[How devoted you are! Chasing after Yuan Niaoniao like a lapdog, you've licked her boots until you have nothing left.]
It's better to be indecisive; at least you won't be scammed until you're left with nothing.
Yuan Sizhe: ...
This matter can't be resolved, right?
How can he prove that he is not a simp, and certainly not Yuan Niaoniao's simp?
Yuan Sizhe was exhausted and changed the subject.
"Manager Hu was locked up overnight yesterday, and his mistress somehow heard the news and ran away with their son first thing this morning."
"She took all the money that Manager Hu had left with her."
"Is she a mouse? She runs so fast!" Yuan Yangyang exclaimed in annoyance.
"If I had known, I should have reminded Xiao Zhou yesterday that this is marital property, and his sister has a share."
Yuan Sizhe, "He failed to escape; he was ambushed at the airport."
"Huh?" Yuan Yangyang perked up.
Yuan Sizhe, not wanting to spoil the fun, told Yuan Yangyang what he knew.
"The mistress texted her first love, saying that she had given birth to his son and wanted to get back together with him."
"This is so exciting!" Yuan Yangyang exclaimed.
"And there's more. My first love is already married. His current girlfriend saw the text message and immediately called a group of people to teach the mistress a lesson."
"Just as I arrived at the entrance of the residential area, I saw the mistress with her child, dragging a suitcase, getting into a taxi."
"The current one followed them all the way to the airport. When they saw that the other party was about to leave the country, they originally wanted to withdraw, but then..."
"The mistress wanted to make one last phone call to her first love before leaving the country. When she called his name after the call was connected, her current boyfriend overheard it."
"And then..." Yuan Yangyang clenched her fists, her whole body straining with excitement.