The fox has no bad intentions

Chapter 395 Hong Ming
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"Your family's situation is quite complicated!" After figuring out the relationships within the Ling family, An Sheng gasped in astonishment and let out a soft moan.

Hong Ming pursued the actor's father as if he were a girl, but after a few days he discovered that the girl had a sworn brother. So he simply went along with it and became sworn brothers with him.

Based on the actor's account and An Sheng's understanding of the actor.

After getting married, Hong Ming was scammed. Because of the incident where Aluminum Copper cheated her out of money, sex, and her son, Lingren, who may have had a problem with her sexual orientation, showed obvious hostility towards Aluminum Copper, but she did not hate familiar girls.

Hong Ming, who was cheated out of money, sex, and his son, probably had no intention of remarrying and treated the actress as his daughter.

Judging from the actress's demeanor and gaze, she seemed to feel a sense of guilt or embarrassment towards Hong Ming.

An Sheng looked at the performer with a strange expression, and at Mo Yiqing and A Qing, who were having a conversation.

Suddenly, a hilarious line from a TV drama popped into the little fox's mind, roughly meaning:
"Your Uncle Hong doesn't want to break up your family; I want to join one!"

An Sheng was certain it was a line from a TV drama, but he forgot which one.

"Your uncle just gave it away so easily? He must have had countless ways to get it back, right?"

Mo Yiqing looked bewildered. After recovering from the bizarre events recounted by the entertainer, he thought for a moment and then frowned.

Hong Ming drove a Maybach. Judging from the wear and tear on the seats, under normal circumstances, only the driver's seat and the back seats are occupied.

Mo Yiqing could easily tell that Hong Ming employed a full-time driver, but today's occasion was special, so he drove himself to pick people up. From this, it could be seen that Hong Ming must be a relatively successful businessman.

Although Mo Yiqing was not a law student, she tried to put herself in Hong Ming's shoes.

She immediately thought of using "legal" debt to offset existing assets or as collateral, and then investing the cash into projects that were bound to lose money in the early stages but would be profitable later.

Although there were risks, it was a timely measure to stop the losses.

"They've taken a hostage on the other side."

Faced with Mo Yiqing's surprise, the musician sighed and said, "Uncle Hong's son was held hostage by that woman. When they divorced, the child was still breastfeeding, and the child was awarded to the woman."

"The scammers came prepared. They had a clear target: after kidnapping the hostage, they planned to divide the assets. They even provided a joint asset appraisal form to evaluate the assets or collectibles, hoping to get more money."

"Incredible! They actually used the emperor to command the feudal lords." Mo Yiqing gave a thumbs up, indicating his admiration.

This was no longer a simple scam, but a trap set for Hong Ming.

"Hmm," the performer sighed.

Because of that pair of con artists, Lingren deeply disliked aluminum copper. Her initial involvement in this circle was entirely due to her adolescent delusions; she believed she could find them, tear them apart, and avenge her uncle.

the fact is.

The con artists were nowhere to be found, and the level of professionalism in their scams was unbelievable. Moreover, they completed the asset liquidation and disappeared in just a few days.

"That's terrifying!"

Ah Qing, who had been listening in the whole time, took a long time to speak and shared her only feeling.

For money, even children can be used as bargaining chips.

Forget about maternal love, that liar has no humanity at all.

"Bah"

After hearing this, An Sheng's face showed an expression as if she had just eaten shit.

At first, it could be described as a squabble between wealthy people, but what happened later was nothing short of blatant mental illness.

Unfortunately, eight years have passed, and the swindlers have long since vanished without a trace. Otherwise, An Sheng would have definitely asked the National Security Bureau to help arrest them directly.

This is no longer a simple scam.

Instead, it was an organized, premeditated, and even suspected gang-related extortion.

"What's so scary? What are you talking about?" Hong Ming, who walked in from outside, hadn't heard what was being discussed inside the room. He only vaguely heard Ah Qing say that something was scary when he was at the door.

"Let's talk about skipping class and losing points for participation." The performer laughed it off, brushing the matter aside.

"MoMo's friend had an accident very suddenly, so we should be considered to have skipped class now."

"Huh?" Hong Ming was taken aback, then shook his head with a smile and said, "Skipping class is not a good thing. I remember that your Xinxing Agricultural College has classes that start quite late in the afternoon, right?"

"The faculty at that college is very strong. The teachers and professors who teach on weekdays are all very capable. After we finish eating, I'll take you directly to the airport! Don't leave a bad impression on those senior professors."

"Your friend's side," Hong Ming said, looking at Mo Yiqing.

“My friend is fine. His parents should be able to get to the hospital around 2 o’clock,” Mo Yiqing said.

"Shall I book tickets for you to go back?" Hongming took out his phone from his pocket, preparing to charter a plane and send the three little ones directly back to school.

When the actor was choosing a school, it was he who strongly recommended and persuaded the actor's parents to give up the theater and choose the agricultural science institute instead.

He was well aware of the power of the emerging agricultural academy and naturally understood the influence of its professors.

Skipping class in front of those old-fashioned men is not a good thing.

The topic of buying plane tickets came up.

The three of them looked at the little fox with strange expressions.

“No need, we can go and then go back.” The actor said with a subtle expression, “In our group, there is a big shot who is so wealthy that he has a private jet parked in the hangar.”

"Um!?"

Hong Ming looked puzzled upon hearing this and subconsciously glanced at Mo Yiqing, who clearly exuded the air of a wealthy woman.

He glanced at it, then looked away.

As expected of an agricultural research institute teeming with wealthy young men, the actors' friends are no ordinary people either.

No wonder he didn't care at all even after losing three million.

"Help me urge Lao He to tell him that my niece is rushing to go to class out of town this afternoon."

"Add another hot pot, and have him cook it in the kitchen and bring it over," Hongming said to the waitress at the door, asking her to go back to the kitchen and urge them on.

If the three children were just out on leave...

Hong Ming actually planned to take them to eat official cuisine for lunch, and then go to try local cuisine and hot pot in the evening.

But upon learning that the three had skipped class, he no longer cared about having fun; he wished he could send them all back to school the very next second.

After three rounds of drinks and five rounds of dishes, the drinks were served.

Hong Ming led the three men and the fox straight to the airport.

"I've arranged a private car for you, so you can go straight back to school as soon as you get off the plane. I'll keep an eye on things with your friend, and I'll make sure nothing goes wrong."

Hong Ming escorted the three of them directly to the boarding gate before smiling and waving goodbye to the actors.

"Your uncle has a rather impatient temperament."

Looking at the Dassault Falcon 8X beside him, Mo Yiqing turned to the musician and began to complain.

I've already taken leave.

If I board the plane now and go back, and factor in travel time, I can definitely make it to my afternoon class.

"He was definitely speeding just now." The actor covered his face.

"So what do we do now?"

Mo Yiqing looked at the two of them and asked.

"Class?" Ah Qing asked cautiously.

Mo Yiqing and the musician exchanged a glance and both sighed in unison.

He let out a soft sigh, his spirits and energy completely drained, as if he had aged several years in an instant.

"嘤嘤嘤——"

Seeing the changes in Mo Yiqing and the musician, An Sheng couldn't help but let out a soft laugh.

You're asking Ah Qing about skipping class?
Why don't you ask me if I am Qin Shi Huang?
(End of this chapter)