novelraw Chapter 503: V385: You are a smart person, you clearly understand how to choose...
Chapter 503: V385: You are a smart person, you clearly understand how to choose...
"Most importantly! You forced me step by step to where I am today, and now you’re all collectively washing your hands of it, letting me and my dad take the blame! Wasn’t it your ambition to bring down all those Southern enterprises? Wasn’t it about forcing out the Nanliang Family so we could dominate the scene? I’ve been doing everything according to your expectations, so why is it now that I’m the one being reckless!"Liang Shiman yelled in anger.
After being slapped, Chen Baimei was stunned for a moment, then retorted, "You’ve completely lost your mind!" She furiously tried to go back and hit Liang Shiman again.
However, everything stopped when the aunt standing nearby shouted angrily, "Enough! Isn’t the Liang Family messy enough already, attracting too much attention?" The two were blocked by a few unsavory-looking characters and stopped.
Chen Baimei’s eyes still burned with resentment, and her slap-reddened face heaved with every breath.
The aunt, after taking a look, couldn’t be bothered to keep up a fake expression with Liang Shiman.
She flicked the ash from her cigarette, her face stern, "Shiman, interpret the situation however you want, but you caused this mess, and you knew our family was actively transitioning into legitimate business, and still you caused so much trouble. If you insist on taking the fall and don’t expose our family’s sources of income, we’ll take good care of your mom and brother. But if you want to burn all bridges, bringing upper levels to notice us, and the Public Security Bureau starts cracking down, at the very least, the whole family will go to jail, at worst, be executed. Whether your mom and brother can even survive is uncertain."
Liang Shiman was speechless.
The aunt chuckled more darkly, "You’re smart, you know the choice to make. Besides, commercial crimes usually don’t carry heavy sentences; your dad is taking the fall for the family. In this line of work, who doesn’t spend a few years in jail? In a few years, he’ll be out. Your dad won’t have any issues; with our Northern Liang Family’s reputation, even in prison, he’ll be a leading figure, a privilege he won’t be denied. Don’t worry."
After finishing, the aunt tossed her cigarette butt on the ground, crushed it with her high heel, lightly wrapped her mink shawl around her, and turned to get into the jet-black SUV.
Chen Baimei, unwillingly, took a look at Liang Shiman, spat in anger, and followed.
Three identical Toyota Prados drove away.
Quickly, in front of the desolate villa, only Liang Shiman was left alone again.
Listening to the indifferent words from inside, "In this line of work, who doesn’t spend a few years in jail?"
Liang Shiman’s eyes turned bloodshot and teary, feeling an overwhelming sense of hatred spreading.
What do they mean by who doesn’t spend a few years in jail? Why was she born into such a family, always fearing whether she’d end up in jail in the future? And growing up in an environment filled with smoking, fighting, drugs, prostitution...
Why are some people born with a superior background, naturally adept at music, chess, calligraphy, and painting, with high family education and manners in everything?
Liang Shiman didn’t understand, only that she vaguely recalled many childhood memories, recalling the first time she felt animosity towards officials and the wealthy...
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The years she was born were the most tumultuous for the family. She believed that in the late 1970s, early 1980s, many families engaged in illegal activities because of poverty. Official data showed that starting from 1978, the number of criminal cases in the country increased by over ten thousand annually.
But later, some families who committed minor offenses were subdued after being caught and punished for a while. Others, like her family, developed as they slipped through the net.
However, the bigger they grew, the higher the risk. In the early 1990s, frequent inspections by the Public Security Bureau had the entire family running like fugitives. She could no longer remember, at the age of 4 or 5, how many times she was eating and had to leave, hungry and wanting to cry but not daring to, whenever they said the police were coming again.
At that time, she wasn’t very conscious of it, only knowing her family seemed to be doing something not quite right. Otherwise, why were the kids the same age as her on children’s channels on TV, playing games, attending craft classes when she hadn’t even heard of the word kindergarten?
Finally, it was because her big uncle did a big job, and after bribing an official, life started to settle down.
But what’s the point of such stability?
To put it bluntly, they were still a group of mobsters, doing shady deals under the guise of legitimate business just for money.