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Chen Haorong stepped out of the room and happened to hear his wife's words. He spoke up, "What is there to be afraid of? If he dares to take down Zhao Jun, that murderer, then he would dare to kill our entire family."
"What? He took down the murderer Zhao Jun? How is that possible? Didn't you say Zhao Jun had a gun? If he couldn't kill Chen Haoxuan with a gun and ended up being taken down by Chen Haoxuan, are you trying to fool me?" Fang Zhiyu asked, puzzled. In his eyes, a person with a gun was invincible.
"What good would it do me to lie to you? Hurry up and pack your things; we need to leave. You're being so annoying," Chen Haorong glared at his wife and said irritably.
With a loud bang, Chen Zhenghao slammed his fist on the tea table again and shouted, "No one is packing! We are not leaving; we are staying right here and seeing if he dares to kill us."
"Dad, let's just go! He already knows we want to kill him; he will definitely not let us off the hook. He might not come to kill us himself, but he can hire someone like I did," Chen Haorong explained helplessly.
"I still have a shotgun in my room. If he dares to come, I'll blow him away," Chen Zhenghao said angrily. He was reluctant to leave the small villa and even more so to leave Chen Family Village, where he had grown up and had deep feelings for.
"If you're not leaving, then I will," Chen Haorong said angrily. He turned to his wife and added, "Hurry up and pack your things; we are leaving soon."
Li Xin grabbed Chen Haorong's hand and advised, "Haorong, let's not leave. We can just apologize to him."
"Apologize? Do you think that would work? If someone wants to kill you, would you forgive them? You all aren't leaving, huh? My wife and I will go; you can just wait here to die!" Chen Haorong said furiously.
Hearing such words from Chen Haorong made Chen Zhenghao extremely angry. He stood up abruptly, pointed at Chen Haorong, and shouted angrily, "What are you talking about? Asking us to wait here to die—do you have any idea what kind of son you are?"
"What have I said? If you want to wait here to die—what can I do about it? Should I wait here with you?" Chen Haorong retorted angrily at his father.
"You—unfilial son! I'll beat you to death," Chen Zhenghao said as he quickly walked over to Chen Haorong, intending to push him.
Chen Haoxuan didn't give his father the chance. He sidestepped and turned back toward his room, ignoring his father from then on.
Chen Zhenghao's face turned red with anger as he pointed at the room and shouted loudly, "Go ahead! If you leave, don't ever come back! Just pretend I never had a son like you."
Chen Haorong quickly finished packing. He and his wife took all their valuables, leaving behind only a few sets of clothes. Fang Zhiyu emerged from the room pulling a suitcase, while Chen Haorong also dragged a suitcase and carried a large bag in his hand. As he passed by his father, he said, "You’re not coming with me? I couldn't care less!"
"You— you..." Chen Zhenghao was so angry that he momentarily lost his breath.
Seeing Chen Zhenghao's distressed expression, Li Xin hurried over to support her husband, gently patting his back with her hand and asking with concern, "Are you okay?"
"Unfilial son! How did I end up with such bad luck? To have a son like this, I should have never raised him," Chen Zhenghao exclaimed angrily.
"Zhenghao, Haorong is gone. What are we going to do? Are we going to have to farm again?" Li Xin said dejectedly. She had enjoyed several years of a carefree life and was unwilling to return to farming.
"Don't you still have five hundred thousand Renminbi? Haorong may be gone, but his business is still here. We can manage his mall," Chen Zhenghao replied.
"This— this..." Li Xin hesitated. She only had four hundred thousand Renminbi left now and was reluctant to spend it, fearing she would incur losses.
"What are you hesitating for? Do you want to go back to farming?" Chen Zhenghao shouted at his wife.
"I— I only have three hundred thousand Renminbi left; I spent the rest a few days ago," Li Xin stammered. She was clever enough to keep a hundred thousand Renminbi as her private savings.
Chen Zhenghao pointed at his wife with an expression of frustration and disbelief. "You, a rural woman, spend money more extravagantly than rich ladies in the city. I'm truly amazed by you. Three hundred thousand it is then!"
The next day, Chen Zhenghao took his wife on a bus to Pingyuan County. When they arrived at the mall run by their son Chen Haorong, he was stunned to find the iron gates of Wanhe Mall closed, with former employees gathered at the entrance.
Chen Zhenghao approached the crowd and found a familiar staff member. He asked aloud, "Tang Weiping, what happened? Why isn't the mall open for business?"
Upon seeing Chen Zhenghao, Tang Weiping immediately shouted, "The boss's dad is here! Quick, grab him and don't let him escape!"
As Tang Weiping's voice fell, the other staff members of Wanhe Mall eagerly surrounded Chen Zhenghao. "When are you going to pay us our wages?" each staff member shouted angrily at Chen Zhenghao.
"What—what is going on?" Chen Zhenghao was confused; he couldn't understand why these employees were acting this way.
"Stop pretending! Your son cleared out everything in the mall overnight, and he still owes us two months' wages! You're his father; you should help him pay!" Tang Weiping said angrily to Chen Zhenghao.
"Damn it, that ungrateful son! He just leaves without leaving anything behind. I should have suffocated him when he was born!" Chen Zhenghao exclaimed in anger.
"Whether you want to suffocate him is your business, but right now, you need to pay us our wages. If you don't pay us today, we'll make sure you regret it..." The mood among the Wanhe Mall employees was tense, and their tone was filled with hostility. If Chen Zhenghao provoked them further, he could very well be beaten by the crowd.
"The one who owes you money isn't me; why are you looking for me? Go find Chen Haorong!" Chen Zhenghao shouted.
"Chen Haorong is your son! He ran away; who else should we look for?" one employee yelled back.
"He’s not my son anymore; I severed ties with him last night. So if you want your wages, go find him! Even if I wanted to give it to you, I don't have that much money," Chen Zhenghao explained.
Outside the crowd, Li Xin saw her husband being surrounded by so many people who were demanding wages from him. She became anxious and, in a moment of desperation, pulled out her phone and dialed 110.
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