After returning to the wealthy family, I was abused by my biological parents

Huo Xiuzhu knew that almost all the people in Paris were dead because when he received the call, the remaining three people had already returned to Beijing.

He had never expected this result.

Moreover, not only did they lose the place that should have belonged to their Huo family, but so many people died, and yet there was no report in the news. This was completely abnormal and contrary to common sense.

Even the casualties from gang fights would be reported, but now so many people have disappeared without a trace. There's no report in the French or Parisian news, and there's no related news in China either...

Who is behind this?

With this suspicion, he went to another small company in his family, intending to meet and talk to these people who had returned in person.

When he pushed open the door of the conference room and walked in, the company leader was talking to two young people. When he saw him, he stood up and said, "Mr. Huo..."

"It's okay, just go out and don't go near this meeting room." Huo Xiuzhu waved his hand, walked over, sat down, took out a cigarette, lit it, and then pushed the cigarette box and lighter over.

The head of the company said goodbye and left without a second thought.

He personally recruited these people, and then sent them out as labor export. Now they are gone...

"I am Huo Xiuzhu, the head of the Huo family. Tell me the details of the process. I will give you adequate compensation. You can also tell me if you have any requests."

"Mr. Huo, my name is Zeng Jun..." One of the young men began to tell everything they had experienced.

"Well, tell me, starting from the time you arrived in Paris. The more details the better."

……

It took a full half hour before the man named Zeng Jun finished speaking.

After he finished speaking, Huo Xiuzhu looked at the other person and asked, "Do you have anything to add?"

The man neither said his name nor spoke a word, but just shook his head and said nothing.

Huo Xiuzhu tapped lightly on the conference table with his right index finger.

The small conference room fell into silence.

After a long while, Huo Xiuzhu suddenly sighed, "I'm sorry that you lost so many brothers.

Tell me, what kind of compensation do you want? I will definitely help you get it if I can."

As soon as he said this, the two young men opposite him immediately became alert, and the tenseness of their bodies made Huo Xiuzhu realize that he had said something wrong.

"Don't get me wrong, I won't do anything to you. What I mean is that I will try my best to meet your requirements.

The reason I asked you to go there was because Huo Xiuwen needed help.

I originally thought that gang fights would at most involve pistols, and Huo Xiuwen had channels in Europe to get these resources, but I never imagined that there would be things like grenades and assault rifles.

The time chosen by the other party was also during the Chinese New Year, so it cannot be considered your fault.

All I can say is that I didn't provide you with weapons that were on par with yours."

After he finished explaining, he asked, "Are there only two of you left?"

Zeng Jun shook his head. "There's another one. He went back to his hometown to see his family. He will be back in the next few days."

"What about you? Have you gone back to see your family?"

He fished out his checkbook from his pocket, wrote quickly, and handed it over.

Zeng Jun picked it up and saw that it was three million.

He was a little stunned, not knowing what Duoxiuzhu meant.

"The dead are dead," he said calmly, "From the beginning, I told you about the risks. I gave everyone a sum of money, including the three of you.

But now that you're the only ones back, three of you, with three million, you can take it back to live your life or use it as a settlement allowance. This matter ends here."

As soon as he finished speaking, the young man who had been silent all this time suddenly stood up and said, "Is this the end? What should I do now that so many of my brothers have died? Are you not going to avenge this?"

Huo Xiuzhu frowned slightly as he watched Zeng Jun pull him down to sit.