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This elder of the Su family named 'Su Zhi', after hearing this, wept bitterly and kowtowed on the ground like garlic.

However, his actions did not earn anyone's sympathy.

He raised his head and looked at the silent old man in front of the mahjong table with hopeful eyes.

He said with a choked voice: "Old man, let me go, I really don't dare to do it again in the future."

Su Chunfeng sighed, and rubbed his hands on the faucet of the crutch for a moment.Finally, slowly close your eyes.

At this moment, Su Zhi, who was kneeling on the ground, suddenly froze for a moment, and then stopped crying.

He widened his eyes.

There is despair in the eyes.

He knew that crying and fussing at this time, even if he didn't want to be shameless, and went to spoil his elder brother like a child, it would be of no use at all.

The middle-aged man glanced back and forth in the living room.

He carefully looked at each face.

However, he didn't see any possibility enough to keep him alive.

The fruit knife thrown on the ground reflected a heart-pounding light.

Su Qinghe said slowly: "Uncle Thirteen, I hope you can die with dignity."

……

At the gate of the villa under the night wind and night rain, a man who walked like a puppet came to the artificial lake with a fruit knife in his hand.

He sighed, his eyes were full of deep nostalgia for this world.

However, he never had the chance to take a closer look at the world.

Death is a terrible thing.

But in front of the Su family, in front of the Su family's iron and blood methods to deal with traitors, death is a relatively easy choice.

He didn't try to escape.

Because he knew that this was the Su family's villa.

There was a thunderclap in the distance.

The tip of the knife suddenly pierced into the heart.

Accompanied by the flash of lightning that hadn't disappeared from the sky, he fell into the lake with a plop.

It's still raining.

The security guards patrolling not far away are still patrolling.

No one slacked off their duties because of this unexpected scene.

The heavy rain rustled down.

Bodies surfaced.

In the night, the dark water of the lake has a touch of bright color.

……

The villa is on the second floor.

Su Qinghe, who had a panoramic view of this scene, returned to the center of the hall from the floor-to-ceiling windows.

He still had a smile on his face.

There are too many things that happen in Su's house every day.

It's not that he doesn't know, he just doesn't want to care.

Just over easy to fold.

No matter how tough the bowstring is, there will be a day when it will be broken.

Today he dealt with a Su Zhi. For the huge Su family, it can only serve as a warning to the monkeys. As for how many monkeys will be shocked, and how long the Su family will be quiet because of this, it is impossible to figure out.

He felt a little tired.

Sit down at the mahjong table.I took a sip of tea.He rubbed his temples with his fingers and said, "Uncle Liu, how should I solve your matter?"

……

Immediately.

Everyone's mood that had just calmed down was lifted again.

The face of the middle-aged man in charge of Su Group's finances changed drastically in an instant.

He laughed twice and asked, "What's the matter? Master, I didn't understand."

"Half a year ago, there was a loophole in the company's accounts. For no reason, 200 million funds were suddenly lost." Su Qinghe put down his fingers rubbing his temples, and looked straight at the man standing in front of him.

He said calmly, "It's just that you covered it up very well. Taking advantage of the turmoil in the stock market at that time, you found an excuse to calm down the matter."

"Master, that time was really..." The half-white-haired middle-aged man wanted to explain a few words, but was interrupted by Su Qinghe waving his hand.

Su Qinghe showed a bitter smile, "Uncle Six, you have been the financial director of the Su family all your life. You have worked hard and made great achievements. To be honest, I admire you from the bottom of my heart. But, I really don't understand why someone like you Man, why would you get on that kind of thing?"

Everyone present widened their eyes and pricked up their ears.

And the middle-aged man called Sixth Uncle clenched his fists subconsciously.

"Did you lose a lot in that game?" Su Qinghe asked softly.

In an instant, the brain of this middle-aged man who was at least ranked in the top ten in the Su family tree and the generation that was still alive felt like a heavy hammer.

He stared wide-eyed, tried to breathe for a long time, and calmed down for a long time before finally barely letting himself collapse on the ground.

……

Third Uncle.Su Weilong.This man who has worked hard in the Su family all his life, this man who looks honest to outsiders and only knows how to deal with a bunch of table data, this man who had the opportunity to earn the position of head of the family with Su Chunfeng when he was young, but quietly quit , The man who stood behind Su Chunfeng and supported him to be the head of the family, at the age of 35, became obsessed with gambling, a gold-eating entertainment like a bottomless pit.

Like countless gamblers with separated wives, he won a lot of money at the beginning.

Cars, houses, tickets.It all came too fast.Let him lose his mind in a very short time.

Someone once said such a sentence.

The fastest way to destroy an honest person is to teach him how to make quick money.

So, of course, Su Weilong got deeper and deeper.

Until later, he realized all the assets in his hands without telling his wife and children, and threw them into that bottomless pit time and time again.In the end, he lost his eyes in a hurry, and half a year ago, he finally used the Su Group's public funds against his own conscience.

……

At this moment, Su Weilong went through his entire life in his mind.

He looked at the old Patriarch who lowered his head and sighed.

He looked at Su Qinghe who was frowning.

He looked at the other two people at the mahjong table.

Finally, he turned his gaze to the tall and straight figure standing beside him like a green pine.

He said hoarsely, "Jianqiang, do you still have the knife?"

The young man in charge of the security of the Su family barely said a word tonight, but after hearing Su Weilong's question, he raised his head, frowned and said, "Wait, I'll get it."

After speaking, Zhang Jianqiang turned around and prepared to walk towards the stairs in the corner.

"Wait a minute." Su Qinghe stood up suddenly.

After thinking for a while, he sat down again.

There was a rare look of struggle in his eyes.

After hesitating for a long time and thinking for a long time, Su Qinghe looked up at his father, and then sighed heavily.

"Uncle Six, tell your old age and return to your hometown."

……

Against the increasingly heavy rain, Su Weilong walked out of the villa in a state of embarrassment.

After walking out of the big iron gate and getting into his Toyota Crown sedan, he opened the car window and let the heavy rain hit his face.

His eyes jumped over the iron gate, looking at the six-storey villa inside.

He recalled everything that happened there just now, thought of Su Chunfeng's quiet face, and thought of Su Qinghe's flat tone when he spoke.

In his heart, an emotion called 'admiration' suddenly rose.

He murmured: "The tiger father has no dogs, the Su family deserves to be the Su family."

……

The development of an enterprise is inseparable from good employees who work hard, let alone a management team with both corruption and wisdom.

Tonight, Su Qinghe unplugged two people who were very important to the Su family at once.

Su Chunfeng, the old head of the family, sat on the seat, as if he had settled down, watching his nose with his eyes, and his heart with his nose, and never said a word.

The gray beard and slightly trembling eyebrows seemed to show that the old Patriarch was really old.

But it can be seen that he is not unhappy at all.

On the contrary, he was in a very happy mood at this time.

Some are old, some are just young.

He, Su Chunfeng, only had these two sons in his life.

One is better than the other, why is he not happy?
Su Chunfeng finally stood up from his seat.

The middle-aged butler in a uniform trotted over immediately.

Holding the old master's arm, the butler asked, "Do you want to rest?"

Su Chunfeng pressed lightly.

The old man with a dragon head and a cane left.

He faltered, but he was satisfied.