Taoist Master, wishing for a sacrifice-based system

Chapter 75 We agreed to become the richest people together, so why am I the only one in the family in jail?

The day Lin Hao was taken away.

It was a sunny day.

He sat in the back seat of that unmarked black minivan.

The handcuffs on my wrists were pressed against my skin.

It's cold.

The car was driving very fast.

However, Lin Hao did not feel any speed.

He only felt it.

I feel tightness in my chest.

I felt so suffocated I couldn't breathe.

The car drove for about an hour.

We stopped in front of a low, gray building.

The building had no signboard.

But two people in uniforms were standing next to the gate.

Lin Hao was helped out of the car by two police officers.

His legs were still weak when he got out of the car.

He was led into the gray building.

We passed through one.

Two paths.

Three paths.

Each time you pass through an iron gate, a "click" sound comes from behind you.

That voice.

It's like he has all the escape routes he has in this life.

The sound of locks being closed one by one.

Lin Hao was led into a room.

The room wasn't big.

There is an iron table in the middle.

There is an iron chair on each side of the iron table.

The chair is fixed to the ground.

An incandescent light bulb hangs from the ceiling.

The lights were very white.

It's very hard.

The light made people's faces turn blue.

Lin Hao was forced to sit in one of the chairs.

The iron chair is cold.

His trousers were made of silk.

But even through the silk, he could still feel the coldness of the iron chair.

A middle-aged man was sitting across the table.

In his forties.

Wearing casual clothes.

But Lin Hao recognized the red stamp on the notebook in front of him.

This was confirmed by checking the system's chapter.

The middle-aged man put down a folder he was holding.

"Mr. Lin Hao," the middle-aged man said.

"We have obtained all the financial transaction records of the Lin Group over the past twelve years."

"Including the cross-border portion."

"Including offshore accounts."

"This includes the part where seventeen shell companies were used to launder money layer by layer."

"This also includes portions paid in cash without going through the accounting process."

"lump sum."

"Two hundred and ninety-seven billion."

"Close to 30 billion."

The middle-aged man spoke calmly.

Each number is like a nail.

It was nailed into Lin Hao's ear.

"These were all made by the old man," Lin Hao said.

His voice was hoarse.

"It has nothing to do with me."

"I don't know anything."

"I've only been in charge of the group for less than 24 hours."

The middle-aged man remained silent.

He opened the folder.

Take out a document from it.

It was placed in front of Lin Hao.

Lin Hao looked down.

That was a "Lin Group Equity Transfer Agreement".

On the last page.

Clearly and distinctly.

It was Lin Hao's own signature.

It was Lin Hao's own red handprint.

The notary office's seal is affixed at the very bottom.

"According to this agreement," the middle-aged man said.

"At 11:47 p.m. last night."

"Lin's Group has 100% legal representative status."

"And all shares."

"It's all been transferred to your name."

"From the second this agreement takes effect."

"All assets of the Lin Group, from the inside out."

"And all liabilities."

"And all historical compliance issues."

"You'll have to bear it all by yourself."

"hundred percent."

"Cannot be shared".

"It cannot be shirked."

"Cannot be traced back to its origin."

Lin Hao opened his mouth.

"But my father did these things—"

The middle-aged man shook his head.

"Legally."

"A company's past compliance issues."

"The current legal representative shall assume this responsibility."

"This is basic common sense."

"Your father, Lin Tairan, from the very second he signed the agreement."

"It has been removed from any legal liability chain of the Lin Group."

"He was a sick, retired old man."

"He's nothing anymore."

"The only thing he left for you."

"It is a perfect, legal, notarized document, signed by a notary public, witnessed by a legal team, and with two younger brothers voluntarily relinquishing their inheritance rights."

"Equity Transfer Agreement"

"This agreement is legally sound."

"It also means..."

"This 30 billion, from the moment you sign."

"It's yours."

"For one person."

Lin Hao felt his vision begin to blur.

He wanted to laugh.

But I couldn't laugh.

He wanted to cry.

But no tears came out.

He could only stare blankly at the agreement.

Looking at his own name, clearly and clearly signed in a flamboyant style.

Lin Hao.

He has written his own name countless times in his life.

But not even once.

Just like this time.

Make him regret it.

It made him want to eat the paper.

It made him want to completely erase those two words from this world.

But he couldn't do it.

Those two words.

I will follow him for the rest of my life.

I'll follow him for the rest of my life.

I'll follow him through all the days I'll spend in this white light, on the iron chair, at the iron table.

The middle-aged man opened the second document.

"Because your assets have been completely frozen."

"The fees for your current lawyer will be paid from your father's retirement account."

"This account."

"Before the agreement took effect, it had already been legally transferred to your father's personal name."

"It's legal."

"It's clean too."

"This is the last act of fatherly love your father showed you."

"Your father's retirement account."

"The total amount is..."

"Eight hundred and sixty thousand."

"This amount of money could hire a regular legal team."

"Or, hire a senior lawyer who charges higher fees."

"To defend in about two or three court hearings."

"You need to think carefully about how to use this money."

Lin Hao.

whole person.

froze.

His assets have been frozen in full.

This includes his two large apartments in Beijing.

Including his villa in Sanya.

Including his winery in Italy.

This includes all vehicles registered under his name.

This includes all the financial products under his name.

This includes the nearly 80 million in cash that was originally in his bank account.

Everything is frozen.

The money he can use right now.

Only before his father left.

I feel sorry for him.

It was left for him.

860,000.

Lin Hao sat blankly in the chair.

He suddenly remembered yesterday afternoon.

He was in his father's hospital room.

When the "Equity Transfer Agreement" was signed.

His father handed him a folded little note.

My dad said at the time.

"It works great."

Lin Hao initially thought it was some kind of family precept his father had given him.

Or the mindset for management.

Or some experience that made him the richest man.

He didn't open it at the time.

He put the note in his pocket.

I plan to watch it slowly by myself tonight.

But he later went to the yacht.

He was drunk.

The note stayed in his pocket all night.

He slept through the night.

I haven't watched it yet.

Lin Hao lowered his head.

In his trouser pocket.

There is indeed still that note.

He took it out of his pocket.

Slowly, with trembling fingers.

Unfold that folded note.

On the note.

It was handwriting his father recognized.

There is only one line of text.

Nine characters.

Don't make wishes that are too greedy.