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

Whether it is momentum or attitude, there is basically nothing wrong with it.

Of course, if you consider the context of the entire incident, this is a bit excessive.

Of course, he also knew that what Fang Junhong finally took out was definitely more than one percent.

The value of those two plots of land is almost one percent.

If you include future profits, it will be more than that.

Of course, this is also the compensation he should make to Fang Junyi.

After a brief pause, Zhao Yuanlong looked at Fang Junyi and said, "Brother Fang, is this the explanation you gave me yesterday?"

Fang Junyi smiled and shook his head, saying, "Brother Zhao, I can give you one piece of land if I grit my teeth. Two pieces is indeed too much."

He looked at his second brother again, “As for Junhong, you know, not only Zhao Wei, but also the family, he pays for everything.

Therefore, I think 1% is appropriate. After all, if you take out this one point, the annual return will be quite considerable.

At least I think a long-term stable income is enough to compensate my brother and sister-in-law for the emotional deception they suffered over the past 18 years, as well as the emotional investment they made in raising that bastard.

Of course, if you, Brother Zhao, are still not satisfied, you can do whatever you want with Qin Bailian and that bastard.

But there is only one piece of land.

How about calling your sister-in-law out and asking for her opinion?

After all, it's compensation for her, right?"

***

Fang Ping'an had no idea what was happening in the capital.

But he already knew what would happen from Fang Jinglei.

I also want to know what price Fang Junhong, this wild dad-like guy, will pay.

It's just that he has no source.

Fang Jinglei should be able to provide him with information, but he doesn't want the Fang family to think that he is soft-hearted.

In other words, I want to continue to maintain some kind of relationship with them.

So now he actually feels a little anxious and worried.

According to his guess and what he saw and heard in his previous life, Fang Hongjun and Qin Bailian must be going abroad.

But the problem is that they were going to study abroad anyway, so this is not a punishment for them at all.

Now Fang Hongjun is lying in the hospital. Although he feels happy, he also knows that what he did at that time was extremely risky and there are great hidden dangers.

He is still one of the police surveillance personnel and must ensure that he answers the police station's calls at any time.

If Fang Hongjun died, he would no longer be a threat to him.

But since someone is dead, the police will never let it go easily.

Then I will definitely not be able to escape.

I want that guy to die, but I'm also worried that he's dead.

This is a very depressing thing.

I still remember that he was in the Internet cafe that night and cried out of fear.

He thought about it for a long time and couldn't decide whether to take the initiative to contact Fang Jinglei.

In the end, he decided to wait for Fang Jinglei to tell him herself.

Anyway, this second sister should really regret it now, so there is no need for me to take the initiative to get some information from her.

Thinking of this, I feel much better.

It’s time to continue practicing driving and bring a pack of Huazi with you every day.

When I arrived at the driving school, I bought another bottle of water for the instructor, and the day passed happily.

He had no idea that in the capital, although the head of the Zhao family wanted to continue observing him, he was not serious about it at all.

But the Fang family had no such idea at all.

Neither the head of the family Fang Junyi nor the wild father Fang Junhong had this idea.

Only four days had passed from the night Fang Jinglei came to see him to the second time she blocked him at the gate of the community early in the morning.

“Safe, safe!”

When Fang Ping'an met Fang Jinglei at the gate of the community, he also saw Zhao Wei and Fang Qingyan.

Fang Zhidie, who never had a good face towards him, was also there.

He raised his hand to check the time. It was just after eight in the morning.

He had just finished breakfast and was about to take the bus to the driving school.