Chapter 167 In Du Xu's desperate eyes, he lit up the huge check.

Wen Zhiyan looked at Du Xu with sincere eyes: "Don't be like this, Mr. Du, you framed Jiang Lan like this, isn't it because you didn't take it from Jiang Lan?" Is there enough benefit?"

He looked at Jiang's mother again: "You are Jiang Lan's biological mother. I believe you have reasons for doing this. Is your husband coercing you into something?"

Jiang's mother heard this. He shook his head repeatedly and said with red eyes:

"Jiang Lan is a white-eyed wolf. I raised him. Now such a big thing happened at home. He is so rich, but he is not even willing to help! I just want to let others We all know who such a glamorous star is behind the scenes!"

Wen Zhiyan clicked his tongue and looked at Jiang's mother:

"But as far as I know, the whole story doesn't seem to be like this.

"Jiang Lan has lived on campus since junior high school, and has been living on scholarships and grants since high school. He was admitted to Haicheng S University. So far, he has not asked for a penny from you." When

Jiang's mother heard this, she didn't say anything . Feeling guilty, she said: "Our family's financial situation is not good. I asked him to go to a vocational school to help the family, but he didn't listen and insisted on studying a money-burning major like art. What can we do? ?"

Wen Zhiyan felt angry after listening to Jiang Mu's words.

But he didn't show it on his face, and said in a calm tone: "When Jiang Lan was nineteen years old, he had an argument with his classmates and had a misunderstanding. You called him and told him to die."

"At the age of twenty, he had no time to live for tuition and living . After working hard all night, the pheromones were abnormal and rioting during the susceptible period, and he almost died in the rental house. He said that he wanted to go home to celebrate the New Year. Your family of three went to the beach for vacation, and asked Jiang Lan not to go back and disturb you. "

"Twenty-one years old, he thought. When I asked you to borrow money to start a business, you yelled, saying that Jiang Lan was born to collect debts, and told him to get away as far as he could. "

"At the age of twenty-two, he had a car accident and broke his ribs. He was lying in the hospital and wanted to see you. , you said you can discuss it and see if you can lend Jiang Lan three thousand yuan so that he can deal with the emergency first. "

"At the age of twenty-four, Jiang Lan made his debut and made his first pot of gold, so he gave you five hundred thousand yuan. From then on, you never called Jiang Lan again." When

Wen Zhiyan said this, he seemed to suddenly remember something and said, "I'm sorry, I forgot that you called him to ask about it more than two months ago. It costs one million."

Jiang's mother was silent, and Wen Zhiyan added: "Jiang Lan went back home once and gave you a New Year's gift. It's a pity that you moved, and Jiang Lan didn't know about it, so it was in vain. Return."

He looked into Jiang Mu's eyes and said,

"I just can't figure it out. Is this what a qualified mother should do for her son?"

Jiang Mu opened her mouth, her lips trembled, but she couldn't say a word.

Du Xu looked at Jiang's mother and said angrily: "That's enough, so what? Just because of this, his mother is no longer his mother?"

"He makes so much money a year, he can make it just by filming a movie We just asked him to borrow one million, but he was not willing to do it.

"We didn't want to do this at first. Isn't it because of him that we have nothing now and asked him to go see his sister?" He refused, so who do you think he is?"

Wen Zhiyan laughed angrily at Du Xu's shameless remarks and looked at Du Xu indifferently: "Then who do you think you are?"

Du Xu said confidently, "I am his father. ! The

stepfather is also a father! He deserves to support me until his death! If my life is not good now, he should give me money! I deserve it for eating and drinking from me for so many years!" Looking at Du Xu's almost crazy face, I suddenly realized that this kind of person would not realize that he was wrong.

He had almost said what he should say. He drew a check from his pocket, filled in the figure of five million, and said to Du Xu:

"Give me the video, the money is yours."

Du Xu had never seen the check, and he was afraid Being deceived by Wen Zhiyan, he took the check from Wen Zhiyan's hand, took a photo and sent it to his friend in the bank.

He didn't care about his reputation at all. After things turned around, Jiang's mother would be pointed at and reviled by others.

All he wants now is money.

So after confirming that the check was indeed valid, he said:

"The video can be given to you, but we will not apologize publicly or delete the video."

Wen Zhiyan said very nicely: "Okay."

So Du Xu stupidly The full version of the video was sent to Wen Zhiyan.

After Wen Zhiyan confirmed that the second half of the video was complete, he turned and left the room without saying a word.

But the other four people didn't leave.

They closed the door again, and the assistant chopped Jiang's mother unconscious with a knife on the spot.

Du Xu looked at the four people and realized something was wrong. His voice trembled: "Don't come over here. Come over here and I'll call the police..."

Unfortunately, before he could finish his words, he was punched to the ground.

For the next half hour, Du Xu experienced torture and torture that he had never experienced in his life.

He didn't know how many ribs he had broken, and he didn't know if his broken finger could be reattached.

All he knew was to close his pocket and keep the check.

He thought that a beating was nothing, as long as he had those five million, he would be able to turn around for the rest of his life.

Unfortunately, the facts once again told him that there was no such thing as pie-in-the-sky good things in the world, and he could not afford to offend those he shouldn't have offended in his life.

In his final struggle, the assistant finally snatched the crumpled check from his pocket.

He took out a lighter and lit the huge check in Du Xu's desperate eyes.

....

Wen Zhiyan walked out of the inn, took off a miniature camera from his chest, found a random coffee shop on the roadside, and exported the video he had just recorded.

At the same time, he also received a bunch of new mail.

Inside are some interview videos.

The interviewees included Jiang Lan's head teacher in junior high and senior high schools, the counselor at S University, the student union president of Jiang Lan's generation, and some familiar faces.

Lang Yu, Xiao Fei, Xiao Bai, and even the doctor in charge of fixing Jiang Lan's ribs when he was hospitalized.

Wen Zhiyan packaged the information and sent it to Ji Wanxing.

Before the flight back to the imperial capital took off later in the day, I took the time to invite the local leader responsible for cracking down on crime and evil to have a meal.

While Wen Zhiyan was running around about Jiang Lan's affairs, Jiang Lan was staying in Wen's old house.

This place was different from the mansion he imagined that was either magnificent or majestic and solemn like a church.

Mr. Wen built a Chinese-style garden in an area not considered a suburb of the imperial capital.

Pavilions, waterside pavilions, flower and bird pavilions, each step brings a scene.

It can be compared to a certain prince's palace that the crew spent huge sums of money to rent when Jiang Lan was acting in a TV series.

It's bigger than that area.

As for watering the flowers, Wen Zhiyan didn't ask him to water the flowers with a kettle. Instead, he turned on the sprinkler heads in the lawn and let them turn their heads to work on their own.

The fish tank he mentioned earlier was not a serious fish tank, it was a fish pond.

Jiang Lan didn't see the belly-up fish, so he could only move a master's chair, sit on the edge of the fish pond, and catch the belly-down fish.

The most outrageous thing is that Xiaoli is not a nanny or housekeeper, but a black East German shepherd dog.

At this moment, Jiang Lan was fishing, and Xiaoli, not far away from him, was holding a basket in her mouth, swaying her tail and spinning fish food into the fish pond.