Chapter 0065 The Charmed Rich Second Generation
Why does the Second Master of the Han family want to see me again?
I thought I had made my attitude clear enough during our last meal.
I didn't have a good impression of this heartless middle-aged man, but business was business, and it would not be good for me to offend Han Bancheng's family, so I still answered the phone.
"Hello, Mr. Han."
"Master Li, are you free now? I need your help with something urgent!" Although Han Wenshan's tone was anxious, he deliberately lowered his voice, as if he was afraid of disturbing someone.
"I'm free. What happened?" I had already spent half of the previous 100,000 yuan. Since the business came to me, I couldn't refuse it.
"That's great. I've sent a car to pick you up. It's on the way. I'll tell you in detail when we get there!"
After hanging up the phone, when I took a taxi back to the village in the city, Han Wenshan's low-key luxury Mercedes-Benz had already parked in front of the shop.
I let the driver wait for a few minutes, changed my sweat-soaked clothes, and packed all the important items into my backpack before getting on the bus.
The driver drove along at full speed without saying a word.
Half an hour later, a black Mercedes drove into the Nanshan Villa, the top-notch villa in Dongzhou City.
It is rumored that Nanshan is the best place in Dongzhou City in terms of feng shui. The terrain of the entire Dongzhou City is like a long coiled dragon, and Nanshan is the head of the dragon.
A beautiful environment and pleasant scenery are just small matters. Living here for a long time and being able to feel the dragon energy is the rarest thing. The villas here have become a symbol of status and you may not be able to buy them even if you have money.
Moreover, Nanshan Villa City is also the work of Han Sheng Real Estate.
"Boss Han, Master Li is here."
The Mercedes drove into the garage, and the driver quickly took me to the extra-large living room on the first floor.
The Chinese-style decoration is low-key but charming. The furniture decorations that look very simple and antique are obviously very expensive at first glance.
"Master Li, you are finally here!"
Han Wenshan was waiting in the living room, and when he saw me he hurried over to me.
He was the only one in the huge living room, which seemed very deserted.
"Boss Han, what happened?"
"Please come upstairs with me first." Han Wenshan seemed to have something to hide. His brows furrowed into a "川" shape and he made a gesture of invitation to me.
I suppressed the doubts in my mind, nodded, followed Han Wenshan up to the second floor, and came to the door of a room.
"Master Li, I hope you won't tell anyone what you see next."
"rest assured."
Han Wenshan gave some instructions before reaching out to push the door.
The solid wooden door was slowly opened, revealing a suite with a decoration style completely different from other parts of the villa.
The floor is black, the walls are dark grey, and there are many strange paintings hanging on the walls. There are also many electric guitars on a shelf against the wall. Everything reveals its uniqueness, which is obviously the style that rebellious young people like.
"This is my son's room. He likes these things." Han Wenshan rubbed his temples with a headache, his tone full of helplessness.
"Something happened to him?"
Han Wenshan nodded and led me into the bedroom.
There was a black leather bed in the middle of the spacious bedroom, and all kinds of exaggeratedly shaped clothes were thrown all over the place and were not put in the closet.
Lying on the bed was a young man in his twenties , with tattoos on his arms and a skull-shaped earring on one ear, dressed very rebelliously.
His eyes were closed and he looked very painful, his face was pale, cold sweat was on his forehead, he was holding a piece of women's clothing in his hands, and he kept talking nonsense.
I listened carefully and it seemed to be a woman's name.
"This is my useless son, Han Junhao. It's ok that he doesn't work properly, but now he has become like this for a woman!" Han Wenshan's face was full of disappointment.
Han Junhao does look like he is missing his lover too much, but it must be more than that, otherwise Han Wenshan wouldn't have called me here in such a hurry.
"Boss Han, what exactly is going on?"
Han Wenshan sighed.
"He has been in a coma for three days. No matter what we do, he won't wake up. He just keeps shouting that woman's name! I raised him for twenty years, but he is not as good as a woman I have known for less than a month!"
"I don't expect to be well matched with her. As long as she is a decent girl with a good family and good character, I won't say anything!"
"But the point is, that woman is not a good person at all!"
Han Wenshan's brows were twisted into a big knot, and his eyes were almost bursting with anger. He lit a cigarette, took a few deep breaths before calming down, and told me what happened to Han Junhao.
Han Junhao has loved music since he was a child, but not music in the ordinary sense, but heavy metal rock.
He was a very rebellious person. After graduating from college, he had no interest in working. He formed a band and spent all day hanging out in underground bars. It was common for him to not go home for ten days or half a month.
Moreover, the reason for going home every time is that I have no money.
Han Wenshan was very angry about this, but he was helpless. He tried many methods to restrain his son but failed. Instead, the relationship between father and son became worse.
Just a few days ago, Han Junhao suddenly asked Han Wenshan to have dinner together, saying that he had something important to tell him.
Han Wenshan was very happy at first, thinking that his son had grown up and become sensible. He turned down work and went to the appointment happily, but he saw that his son brought a strange woman and said he wanted to marry her.
This woman has an average appearance, and she dresses in a rock style. She should be several years older than Han Junhao. With these conditions, Han Junhao, who is usually a playboy, actually agreed to marry her.
Han Wenshan could tell at a glance that this woman had evil intentions, and his face immediately turned cold and he expressed his opposition.
But Han Junhao was very protective of this woman, and in order to marry her, he was willing to sever his father-son relationship with Han Wenshan.
Han Wenshan was so angry that he felt dizzy and dizzy. The father and son had a big quarrel and finally parted on bad terms .
This time, Han Wenshan finally made up his mind to completely cut off Han Junhao's financial resources.
Sure enough, within two days, Han Junhao came back and apologized to Han Wenshan.
But Han Wenshan couldn't be happy at all, because the reason Han Junhao apologized was still to marry that woman. He felt like he was possessed by a demon.
If Han Wenshan refused to give in, he would go on a hunger strike in protest, and after a few days he fell into a coma due to physical weakness.
"My wife died early, and I always felt sorry for him for losing his mother when he was young, so I never remarried for so many years and indulged him in many ways. I didn't expect that this would harm him. He couldn't distinguish right from wrong, and couldn't even tell the true intentions of a woman."
Han Wenshan shook his head and looked at his son with eyes full of self-blame and heartache.
"Of course I thought about using money to get rid of that woman, but I obviously underestimated her ambition. She insisted that she really wanted to marry Junhao." Han Wenshan snorted with disdain.
"She's still a little immature in front of me. Which is more beneficial, taking a sum of money and leaving, or inheriting part of the Han family's property? Who can't see it?"
I wondered, "I shouldn't say this, but with the Han family's strength, it shouldn't be difficult to deal with a woman, right?"
"It's not difficult if we just target ordinary people." Han Wenshan frowned again, "But the problem is that Junhao's life is in the hands of that woman."
