Father is a villainous Buddhist disciple? He'll just be beaten into the light of the righteous

After the father and son finished washing up and came downstairs, breakfast was already laid out on the table.

Shen Ji's breakfast was a children's nutritious breakfast prepared by Chen Yang. Shen Jiyuan glanced at it briefly, although he didn't know much about cooking and nutrition.

But he has always been a picky eater, and when he was training his muscles and boxing, his coach would make him eat all kinds of nutritious meals, so he understands a little bit about it.

He put Shen Ji in the high chair and left him there. He then called Xie Wujie over to eat.

Although the other party was a bodyguard, there were only a few people in their family, so it wasn't appropriate for them to cook for them a few times.

He didn't consider himself a particularly arrogant boss, so he simply let everyone eat with him.

As for Uncle Chung, Aunt Chung, and Chen Yang, they were busy preparing breakfast and would have to eat by themselves later.

Xie Wujie didn't refuse and sat down to eat without hesitation.

It's the weekend, so Shen Jiyuan doesn't have to go to work. After breakfast, he exercised for a while, took a shower, and then the doorbell rang.

Uncle Zhong hurriedly opened the door, and Zhao Tong walked in, soaking wet.

It turned out that it was raining outside. He put the umbrella on the umbrella stand in the entryway, then skillfully took out a pair of slippers from the shoe cabinet and put them on before walking into the living room.

He glanced around the living room and asked, "They haven't arrived yet?"

Shen Jiyuan shook his head.

Zhao Tong glanced at the time, frowned, and said, "They're not not coming, are they?"

Shen Jiyuan asked, "You didn't arrange for someone to do this outside, did you?"

Zhao Tong plopped down on the sofa. "Do you think I'm that stupid? Everyone's gone. Only Mo Yang and Liang Yun are keeping watch from across the street. They shouldn't be able to find out."

"Then let's wait..."

Before Shen Jiyuan could finish speaking, the doorbell rang again.

He paused, looked up and met Zhao Tong's gaze, then swallowed the rest of his words.

Uncle Zhong opened the door and saw a strange young man with a hunched back and a full head of blond hair standing outside.

The young man was tall and had long legs, and he was quite good-looking, but he didn't look very energetic. He exuded a greedy, cunning, and shameless vibe.

He paused, then asked, "Who are you looking for?"

Lu Nian grinned obsequiously, "Uncle, I'm here to see President Shen. We made an appointment yesterday. Is he home?"

Uncle Zhong was taken aback. Had he made an appointment with the young master?

When did you first meet this person, young master...? Well, he doesn't seem like a good person.

"Uncle Zhong, let him in." Shen Jiyuan's voice came from behind.

Uncle Zhong quickly opened the door and took out a pair of disposable slippers for guests from the shoe cabinet, placing them on the floor. "Sir, please come in."

Lu Nian glanced at the big house with some envy, then reached out and touched the jade sculpture on the shoe cabinet, his greed barely concealed in his eyes.

He chuckled and bowed as he walked into the living room.

Upon seeing Shen Jiyuan on the sofa, she paused, rubbed her hands together, and greeted him, "Mr. Shen, it's me. Did you receive the flowers from yesterday?"

Shen Jiyuan didn't answer him. Instead, he raised his eyes and looked at him coldly, getting straight to the point, "You said you have what I want?"

Lu Nian smiled and nodded. He placed the bag he had brought with him on the coffee table in front of Shen Jiyuan. "Mr. Shen, you should already know about my relationship with Su Qian, right?"

"These are the documents that Su Qian left with me before she died. I know you are investigating the cause of Su Qian's death."

"Hehe..." He rubbed two fingers together. "President Shen, as long as this is done properly, I will definitely tell you everything I know."

Shen Jiyuan said coldly, "So, you mean you didn't bring all the information?"

Lu Nian smacked his lips, chuckled, and said, "President Shen, you're a businessman, you should know the rules of doing business, right?"

"If Mr. Shen is still worried, you can take a look at these documents first."

"If Mr. Shen finds it useful after reading it, the price..." he chuckled, "is negotiable."

Zhao Tong narrowed his eyes. "Kid, are you trying to extort me?"

Lu Nian said in alarm, "Officer Zhao, this is a legal transaction, how can you call it extortion? You can't put that label on me!"

Zhao Tong sneered, but before he could speak, Shen Jiyuan handed him the documents, his gaze looking somewhat grave.

Zhao Tong was taken aback. He took the documents and casually flipped through them for a while. To his surprise, all the documents were lists of materials that Tianqing Pharmaceutical Factory had purchased in recent years.

But on each list, several lines were circled in red.

The circled item is labeled "Pharmaceutical Intermediate - No. 7".

But next to this circle, three words were handwritten: Cathinone.

Cathinone is a Class I psychotropic drug that is strictly prohibited and controlled by the state, and it is subject to strict regulation.

However, the quantity purchased by Tianqing Pharmaceutical Factory on this purchase list far exceeded his purchase limit.

In other words, Tianqing Pharmaceutical Factory has been over-purchasing cathinone?

Zhao Tong's gaze darkened. It seemed he was right; Su Qian... had indeed discovered something was wrong with Tianqing Pharmaceutical Factory.

So, is this really the real reason she was silenced?

Looking at Zhao Tong's expression, Shen Jiyuan said directly to Lu Nian, "Bring me the rest of the materials. One million, no questions asked."

Lu Nian's face lit up with joy, but he rubbed his hands together and said, "President Shen, isn't one million a bit inappropriate for such important information?"

Shen Jiyuan sneered, "I'm talking to you about money now because I don't need it. But what I hate most is being threatened or taken advantage of."

"Either a million, a fixed price, or..." he sneered, "you can talk to the police directly."

Lu Nian: "..."

He gritted his teeth and said, "Deal! But the rest of the documents aren't with me. If you're worried, you can come home with me to get them."

Shen Jiyuan gave Zhao Tong a wink, and Zhao Tong said with a stern face, "I'll have someone go with you to get it."

Lu Nian wanted to say something more, but looking at Zhao Tong's face, he didn't dare to say anything more and just nodded.

Before leaving, he turned his gaze to Shen Ji, who was sitting on the sofa, and raised his hand to greet him, "Little Ji, do you still remember your uncle? It's me, Uncle Lu."

Shen Ji was taken aback.

Then it dawned on her: indeed, Su Qian and Lu Nian had reconciled for a while, so it was natural for her to know the original owner of this body.

He blinked and called out, "Uncle Lu."

Lu Nian smiled and asked, "Did you finish the lollipop your uncle gave you last time?"

Shen Ji remembered the lollipops in his bag and shook his head, saying, "Not yet, thank you, Uncle."

Lu Nian said obsequiously, "Hehehe, don't thank me. Just remember how good your uncle is to you. Look how good your uncle is to you and your mother. I..."

Before he could finish speaking, Zhao Tong grabbed him by the collar and dragged him out.

Shen Ji looked at Shen Jiyuan, frowned, and asked, "Dad, are you really going to give him the money?"

Shen Jiyuan said, "My money doesn't come from thin air. Do you think I'd just hand over a million like that? Do you think I'm that stupid?"

Shen Ji: "..."

It's good that you're not that stupid, but please don't be like the crazy CEO who throws money around like water.

That's all his legacy!

Shen Jiyuan stroked his dog's head and said, "Don't worry, your old man won't squander your inheritance."

Shen Ji: "..."

Although Old Deng finally acknowledged the issue of the inheritance's ownership, why does this sound so off?