Lei Feng System

At ten o'clock, the family of three arrived at Junhe Law Firm on time. Lei Lizhen was wearing a black cheongsam with a string of pearl necklaces around her neck, and her waist was straight. She looked calm and relaxed, but the faint Heiqing was betraying her bravado.

An Minghuai followed his mother closely, and when he cast his eyes on his father, there was a hint of resentment.

Ang Guoren has long lost the spirit of the past, and put on a suit casually, with heavy bags under the eyes and dark circles under the eyes. Obviously, he has not slept well in the past few days. There are scratches on his cheeks and neck, as if he had been torn with a woman. .

Seeing the three of them, Han Zhuoyu shrank back, took out his mobile phone and looked down and fiddled, avoiding looking at them.

The trio's gazes went to him like knives, but they were blocked by the thunder leaning forward, "Okay, let's get to business." He waved his hands impatiently.

The person in charge of Junhe took out a bunch of documents and pushed them in front of Anguoren and Lei Lizhen. These are all money, and it is enough to fill the entire room in RMB. Lei Lizhen’s business skills have been lost. In the past few years, his assets have doubled, but the source of these assets cannot be concealed in any way.

What did you get from the camp all day long? What a waste of calculations! Lei Lizhen sneered, gritted her teeth, picked up the pen and signed.

Anguoren hesitated for a long time, and had to draw a pen under Thunder's majestic gaze.

"Why did he want me to fill in the hole he stabbed?" Lei Lizhen pointed to a document, her hands trembling. These two facades are his own dowry, which has nothing to do with Han Zhuoyu's inheritance. Why does An Guoren's mistress ran away with money to take her things?

"Because you are a husband and wife. Haven't you heard of the husband and wife as one?" Lei Ting said lightly, touching the cigarette in his pocket, seeing the two children playing quietly next to him and holding back.

"Husband and wife are one, husband and wife are one..." Lei Lizhen repeated these words repeatedly, her bloodshot eyes filled with hatred. She knew An Guoren was lustful, but she didn't expect him to have so many women. There are seven or eight out-of-house properties, and all of them are transferred under the names of those women. Jewelry luxury cars are not stingy to send back home. Just cry poor with myself. If it weren't for his suggestion, she would not put her idea on Han Jiamei's inheritance. She always disdains Han Jiamei's things.

Now that Anguoren is killed, the women have taken the money to run away, leaving behind a pile of mess. Yesterday there was a mind and brain that was not enough, and he came to the house with a six or seven-year-old **** and made her faceless. Save. Recalling the scene when she brought An Minghuai to the door to negotiate with Han Jiamei, Lei Lizhen felt that this really complied with an old saying-things are impermanent and retribution is unhappy.

What did she get after working so hard for so many years? He used his own name when colluding with Vincent, and had nothing to do with Anguoren, but he spent more than half of the money he got. In fact, he had expected it a long time ago. If the Dongchuang incident happened one day, all the charges of embezzling property would be put on his own head. It would be a good calculation!

It should have been thought that since he could abandon Han Jiamei and Han Zhuoyu mercilessly, one day he could also abandon himself and An Minghuai.

Lei Lizhen erased the sorrow from her face, bowed her head and signed her name stroke by stroke. Due to her strength, she even pierced the paper.

"Mom." An Minghuai squeezed her left hand, comforting silently.

An Guoren was not as arrogant as Lei Lizhen, so he signed for a while with cold sweat on his forehead. Thinking of the mistresses who had torn their faces because of the repossession of the real estate, and thinking of the illegitimate children still staying at home, he felt that his heart was shrinking, and he felt that the building was about to end.

These documents in the pen are not only his assets, but also his criminal evidence. The piles of piles are all the products of the trade of power and sex. The Lei family can find it, and others can also find it, but it's not as detailed as the Lei family. In the past, they were silent just for the sake of the Lei family's face, but now Lei Ting has done it himself, and these things must be turned out by them as a weapon to attack him.

What should I do after I get out of Junhe? How to minimize the negative impact of this incident? Anguoren couldn't help looking at his elder son.

"Is the pen running out of water? Give him another one." Thunder blocked his sight, looked at the wrist watch and urged, "Secretary An, please hurry up. I have an appointment at 11 o'clock."

Photographed by the man's majesty, Ang Guoren trembles to sign the documents.

"No problem." The person in charge of Junhe nodded to Thunder after reviewing.

"You can leave now." Lu Bin got up to see off the guests.

"Xiaoyu, Dad is sorry. Dad didn't expect that your Aunt Lei would do such a thing. Would you forgive Dad?" Ang Guoren looked at his son and tried to play the family card.

Han Zhuoyu played the game by himself, buried his head low, as if he hadn't heard anything.

Lei Ting squeezed his neck affectionately, and said to An Guoren, "Secretary An, it seems too late to admit his mistake. Please come back, and my lawyer will come to talk to you about Xiaoyu's custody." Under the circumstances of transferring guardianship to distant relatives who are not related by blood, the legal provisions are very general and are not very operable. But now he has the evidence of An Guoren's crime in hand, and with the power of the Lei family, it is not a problem to grab a guardianship. .

Anguoren felt a little bit in his heart, as he watched in a cold sweat and wet his back. Even the son is not allowed to return, this is the rhythm of completely tearing the face! It seems that Thunder is not going to pull itself!

Lei Lizhen sneered, threw away the pen in her hand, and walked away with An Minghuai. She didn't expect that Lei Ting and his son would be so fond of Han Zhuoyu, spending so much energy to protect him. After more than ten years, Han Jiamei still won.

"Please." Lu Bin sent the haunted Anguoren to the door.

"Is Xiaoyu really not going back? If you regret it now, I can help your father and son ease the relationship." When the others walked away, Thunder took off the boy's phone and looked directly into his eyes.

The teenager shook his head resolutely. Father-son relationship? As early as the moment An Guoren resolutely abandoned himself and his mother, the father-son relationship had been cut off, and then it was barely maintained with money.

"Then you will be my son from now on!" As soon as he said the words, Thunder felt weird in his heart. However, the young man nodded very seriously, blinking his **** and white eyes, slowly and timidly into his embrace.

At this moment, Thunder couldn't think at all, and could only follow his own mind and hugged the boy tightly, patting his back to relieve the confusion and anxiety in his heart. Although he has no feelings, he is the only blood relative in the world after all, and there will always be a little bit at a loss if you really want to abandon it. Upon seeing this, Lei Chen threw down the Sudoku plate in his hand and threw it on his elder brother's back.

Lu Bin opened the door and interrupted the warm moment of the family of three, "Second Young Master, are these documents going to help Xiaoyu open a safe in the bank and store them?"

"Well, let's open an account at Huahang." Lei Ting reluctantly let go of the boy, and by the way, he got Lei Chen off the boy's neck and gave him a Sudoku game. Lei Chen immediately became quiet, and took up a pen to think hard.

"This is Junhe's chief lawyer Fu Minghui, and you will also be your legal adviser in the future. You can consult him if you have any legal issues." Lei Ting cast a look, and Fu Minghui hurriedly offered his business card with both hands.

Han Zhuoyu nodded and took it. After 9527 scanned the business card, he complained angrily, [Ah, the lawyer I wanted to hire for the host was Fu Minghui, but his appointment form was very long, and I hacked into his computer in July next year. Advance our appointment form, and it was screened down by his secretary. Humph~ In the end, we still have to serve us! Comrade Taisho is really awesome! Han Zhuoyu glanced at the man gratefully. Although he broke with his father, he always felt less sad to stay with Uncle Lei.

"Such a large amount of property requires not only legal advisers, but also accountants, actuaries, fund agents, etc. This is a team that cannot be controlled by your own strength. I helped you choose a few suitable ones. Candidates, if you can trust me, why not meet?" Lei Ting asked softly.

Fu Minghui pushed the glasses on the bridge of his nose, and secretly said: The second youngster has a cold temper and little patience. It is rare to see him treat people outside Lei Chen so tenderly. It seems that this boy has a heavy weight in his heart.

Han Zhuoyu nodded, raised his lips and smiled at Uncle Lei.

Lei Ting's eyes were dim, and he couldn't help but stroked the sweet dimples on the young man's cheeks.

PwC’s accountants and actuaries came to Junhe on time to meet with their future bosses. There were very few young talks in the whole meeting, but because of the support of Super Brain 9527, the questions he asked always hit the nail on the head. People don't dare to underestimate it. After the meeting, the two sides confirmed their intention of long-term cooperation.

[Host, PricewaterhouseCoopers is the top accounting firm. These few people are among the elite, so you can rest assured. If I set up a team for you, these people must be included. ] 9527 pertinent evaluation.

Han Zhuoyu nodded silently and shrank into the sofa. Today I said a lot and dealt with a lot of people. Even with Uncle Lei by his side, 9527 kept encouraging him, he was about to reach the limit of patience. I really want to go home now!

"Your former fund agent, Vincent, has been arrested. I helped you find one again. We will go back after seeing him. Be patient, eh?" Lei Ting saw the young man's expression a little uneasy, and quickly hugged him into his arms. Pat. Now that we have taken the first step towards independence, we cannot retreat halfway. He can form a team for him, but it cannot replace management. In the end, he must learn to deal with various people or things by himself. But he will always accompany the teenager to prevent him from getting hurt in any way.

Han Zhuoyu naturally drilled into Uncle Lei's arms, biting his lower lip and nodding. 9527 has long said that getting back the inheritance is not that simple, and it will inevitably face a lot of pressure and difficulties. Now that Uncle Lei has paved the way, he only needs to take a small step. What is there to be afraid of? In short, he must not let Uncle Lei down!

Quietly grabbing the hem of the man's clothes, Han Zhuoyu felt calm.

How could Thunder not notice the young boy's small movements? But seeing that his face was pale, he had to be indifferent, his fragile appearance was very painful, and his heart was already soft and messed up, and he couldn't help but hung his head and kissed his hair spin softly.

The more Lu Bin on the side looked at the two, the more weird it became. The attitude of the second young man seems to be a bit too much, right? How can you kiss your nephew with such gentle eyes? About Mo is mistaken! He shook his head.

At this moment, the door of the drawing room was pushed open, and a handsome-looking and elegant man walked in and saw the young man snuggling in Thunder's arms with a very surprised expression, "Is that you?"

[Ahhh~ I am an acquaintance! ] 9527 recognizes the person coming.