Reborn Capital Madman

"How cruel can I kill my son directly?" Wen Enhui said dejectedly: "Although this is the debt that the old bitch who had already met the King of Hell designed to frame me, I have to admit it!"

Gao Xian did not reveal the scars that Wen Enhui was actually inferior to human skills and was completely ruined by his seemingly old father. He only made a sudden expression and urged: "Before the Independent Commission Against Corruption arrived, you still

There is a short time to leave calmly.”

"Where can I go?" Wen Enhui snorted, "If you can't be noble in front of others, you'd rather die!"

"At least you still have freedom if you leave Xiangjiang." Gao Xian advised patiently: "If you stay in Xiangjiang, it is really not something you can decide on yourself."

"Think about it, how many British guys have you pulled into the sea over the years?"

"And just one of the Gerbert has made the Hong Kong government very anxious. The Independent Commission Against Corruption has been established for more than three months, and Gerbert is still in London, England, and the extradition time has not been determined for a long time."

"It is no exaggeration to say that the secrets in your heart are both your amulet and your death talisman. The transformation is when your identity as the eldest master of the Wen family is lost."

Wen Enhui looked straight at Gao Xian and asked quietly: "Don't you want me to fall into the hands of the Independent Commission Against Corruption?"

"Of course I don't want you to fall into the hands of the Independent Commission Against Corruption, but the reason is not to be afraid that you have mastered my handle." Gao Xian said proudly: "Even Jardine was unable to do anything to me through money laundering rumors, do you think you are

What real trouble can it cause me?”

Wen Enhui lowered his head and said sadly: "I understand very well in my heart. I have long dared not really offend you."

"Stop saying these meaningless nonsense." Gao Xian was finally impatient, "I don't want you to fall into the hands of the Independent Commission Against Corruption because I think that even if you leave Hong Kong, you can do a lot of challenging things.

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Wen Enhui raised his head again, looked at Gao Xian and asked, "Then where do you want me to go?"

Gao Xian raised his wrist and glanced at the time, "If you have made up your mind, then I happen to have a cargo ship that will head to Saigon."

Wen Enhui's eyes slowly gathered from the previous scattering, revealing a sharp light, "Help me take care of my children, my life is yours."

Gao Xian nodded solemnly, "Don't worry, I am not a righteous person, and I never do anything that harms my good deeds."

Wen Enhui stood up and said, "Okay, call those two people over."

Gao Xian waved knowingly towards the end of the corridor, and the two burly men ran over happily.

Wen Enhui said to them immensely: "A Bing, A Biao, I want to leave, do you want to stop me?"

"Big Young Master..." A Bing and A Biao looked at each other hesitantly, and then suddenly used old fists to each other. The force was not light, and the fight was so loud that they tilted their heads and fell to the ground.

Gao Xian sighed: "The Wen family is indeed profound and the qualities of its subordinates are impressive. I will see if I can dig up such talents in another day."

Wen Enhui raised his legs without saying a word and walked out of the door.

...

After Gao Xian walked back to the banquet hall from the bathroom, he found that the order here had been restored.

Wen Runchang seemed to have never suffered a stroke, chatting and laughing with the guests in a spirited manner, as if he had evolved the ups and downs of the past into a family dispute that was not worth making a fuss.

After a while, Wen Runchang walked to Gao Xian's table with a wine glass and said to Gao Xian harmoniously: "Mr. Gao, Wen's Group will take the initiative to shrink its business in the next period of time, which involves

Please help me with some of my assets.”

Gao Xian smiled and said, "This is the business that Sir Wen brought to the face. How dare Gao Yi not do his best?"

"Please let me!" Wen Runchang thanked repeatedly before returning to his seat.

Aware of Wen Runchang's fatigue that could not be completely concealed, Gao Xian couldn't help but secretly admire him. The old man's will was really as strong as steel. No wonder he was able to collect intelligence for the British from the Japanese army in the bloody storm, and finally accumulate it now.

home business.

Of course, it is impossible for this birthday party to be calmed down, because after the Independent Commission Against Corruption arrived, they found that Wen Enhui had escaped.

Gao Xian felt that the place was getting more and more boring, so he said goodbye and went home.

...

After arriving, several major newspapers in Xiangjiang published a statement from the Wen family, saying that Sir Wen had destroyed his relatives for justice, and cut off the father-son relationship with Wen Enhui and expelled him from the family.

In other words, everything Wen Enhui did has nothing to do with the Wen family.

Even in Xiangjiang, where the temple is small and stormy, such a drama of grudges among wealthy families is rare, and naturally it has become a topic of conversation after dinner.

There are gossip and other things, but the thing I pay most attention to is where Wen Enhui, who fell from the clouds, went.

The most widely circulated rumor is that the Xiangjiang Water Police just discovered a smuggling boat that had lost its power. There was no one on it. It was estimated that Wen Enhui would not be able to escape and died at the bottom of the sea.

Gao Xian looked at the newspaper with relish and thought to himself: "In Xiangjiang, newspapers are the public instruments of society on the surface, but in fact they are the private instruments of the boss!"

After Yi Huirong poured Gao Xian a glass of milk, she sat opposite her and asked softly: "I think Gao Yi is helping Wen's Group resell some assets. Has the Wen family been declining?"

"It can't be considered true decline. After all, what you sell is not a core asset." Gao Xian replied casually: "Wen Runchang, who is scheming and concise, is actively shrinking the front line."

"He was old and weak, and his heir announced in public was the third generation of the Wen family's underage. How could he manage the entire group in all aspects? In addition, the economic situation in Xiangjiang in recent years is very complicated, so it is better to retreat with a wise man.

Enter."

Yi Huirong finally couldn't help but inquire about curiosity and asked: "Wen Runchang really decided to pass on his grandson the huge property?"

"What grandson is his biological grandson," Gao Xian cut, "I have seen that child at the birthday party, and my first impression is that he looks very similar to Wen Enhui."

"Later, Wen Enhui personally confirmed that the child was his son, but it was just a major scandal in the Wen family, and he could only be secretly disclosed."

Yi Huirong, who was kind and kind, heard Gao Xian’s implicit meaning and tentatively said: “Where did you send Wen Enhui?”

"Saigon in South Vietnam." Gao Xian told me frankly, "By the way, I'm going to Saigon these days. The lower the itinerary, the better. Please help me handle external affairs."