"The Yang Family’s foundation has been completely exposed, and they’re not going to get their coffers raided without people saying they’re making money?"
As Yang Baixin yelled, Yang Zhilin was stunned, looking at Madam Yang’s face.
Madam Yang’s face was pale, the picture of defeat.
Yes, her business had failed, and she was being pursued for debts. After all, Brazil was not like ho, and the Yang Family’s influence couldn’t stretch that far. Nevertheless, money was always useful, no matter where. As long as they had money, who wouldn’t listen to them?
The foreign exchange market had fluctuated just last night, and she thought it an opportunity to make a quick profit to patch up her losses. She didn’t expect that the opponent’s plan was far more than she had anticipated, a ploy known as the "double-yellow" strategy.
Gu Nuan led the way, roping in the Yang Family with her business dealings, while Mrs. Zhao tead up with Xiao Yebai to stir up the foreign exchange market. The objective was simple—to lure the snake out of its hole.
The Yang Family had made so much money dostically that they had long been the envy of many, accused of gaining unearned wealth by clinging to power, and of possessing money of dubious origin. True or false didn’t matter. In the end, the Yang Family was certainly going to transfer assets overseas to avoid dostic fluctuations turning their money into nothing.
Where would the Yang Family’s overseas assets go, if not to the safest place in the world? Banks like those in Switzerland, which hold client confidentiality to the utmost. Therefore, to track down the specific whereabouts of the Yang Family’s assets, if the Yang Family didn’t move or use those funds, their tail wouldn’t show for anyone to catch.
Now, as Gu Nuan and Mrs. Zhao coordinated their efforts, the Yang Family revealed their tail, and Madam Yang was caught red-handed.
Gu Nuan was indeed the most formidable, catching Madam Yang completely off guard and causing her a huge loss. Now that her current assets couldn’t cover it, Madam Yang had no choice but to turn to those overseas bank holdings.
Yang Baixin certainly couldn’t open his own account. He could only use his wife’s account to do so, ensuring he wouldn’t run afoul of dostic laws. Little did he know, after Madam Yang was set up, she stabbed him in the back.
And the instigator of all this was their daughter, who, in her ignorance, still hadn’t seen the light, truly believing that there was soone who could cover up everything under heaven.
Yang Baixin hated the Xiao Family to death, but he couldn’t take his fury out on them just yet, and so he had to vent his anger on his own daughter. He saw that Yang Zhilin still didn’t know to reflect on her actions, thinking everything at ho could be settled easily.
"I’m really done for, everything is ruined, all thanks to you two. You won’t have an easy ti either, I’m telling you!" Yang Baixin yelled and yelled again.
Yang Zhilin’s mouth quivered, "Find, find Grandpa—"
"Your Grandpa doesn’t acknowledge you as his granddaughter anymore!"
Yang Zhilin turned pale, then grabbed her mother’s hand and cried, "Mom, how can I not be Grandpa’s granddaughter?"
Madam Yang was speechless. Now, no matter how she argued, the elder Mr. Yang really might not dare to acknowledge their family any longer. If he did, he might end up in prison. Of course, they couldn’t escape this fate either.
Truth be told, there had to be a reason the Xiao Family set such a trap for them.
Madam Yang, regaining so composure, discussed with her husband, "Should we ask them what they want?"
Yang Baixin sneered, "Of course, I know what they want. The problem is, it’s sothing we definitely can’t give them. Those are people even tougher to deal with than they are."
"Dad!" Yang Zhilin jumped up and cried, "Then let’s side with Brother Yebai and them to fight others, right?"
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