"Okay, dad." After hearing his father's words, Ni Zhen nodded quickly. At this time, Ni Zhen finally breathed a sigh of relief. Since Ni Fu had already relaxed, the two million Hong Kong dollars required by those people had settled.

Then after this period of time, he will still be the handsome and elegant young master Ni in front of outsiders.

"Hey, I, Ni Fu, have been wise forever. How could I raise such a bad thing for you? I was so stupid that I was trapped. You must have a little brain in the future."

Looking at Ni Zhen in front of him with a look of relief, Ni Zhen sighed. No matter what, blood is thicker than water. No matter how hard Ni Zhen is, no matter how cowardly he is, it is his own flesh and blood.

So Ni Fu said to Ni Zhen in front of him with great sincerity, hoping that he could remember the lesson this time. Anyone who is more careful and stays away from his friends will not waste his 2 million Hong Kong dollars.

"Being trapped? Dad, what do you mean is that I was framed this time?" Ni Fu's words had just fallen, and Ni Zhen shouted in surprise. He had always thought he was unlucky and happened to be targeted by someone.

But now, I heard from my father’s meaning, there seems to be something else.

"Hmph, you idiot, don't you understand what's going on? According to what you said just now, the people who blackmail you are completely habitual offenders. If that's the case, why don't they attack other people, but they just want to attack you."

"Is this just a coincidence? If you can't make a call and ask your friend, I can't get rid of him when I see this matter." Although it was just a few words from Ni Zhen, Ni Fu still saw clues in his heart.

"Okay, dad, wait." As soon as Ni Fu's words came to the ground, Ni Zhen nodded quickly, then walked to the phone in the study and called the "Zhong Ming" home who asked him out.

"Hey, hello, who are you looking for?" The phone answered, and a man's deep voice came from the other end.

"Hello, sir, is Zhong Ming back home? Please let him answer the phone." As soon as he heard the sound coming from the other end of the phone, Ni Zhen asked impatiently.

"Zhong Ming? Oh, you are talking about Boss Zhong's son Zhong Ming." Hearing Ni Zhen's inquiry, the man on the other end of the phone was confused for a while, then recalled it in his mind for a while, and then said to Ni Zhen.

"That's right, please let him answer the phone." Ni Zhen was delighted when he heard the man on the other end of the phone answer, and then quickly said, he wanted to know the whole story now.

"Sorry, I'm afraid I can't do anything about this. Zhong Ming's father lost a lot of money in investment, so he sold the villa to me to pay off his debts. As for their family, they had immigrated to the United States not long ago."

"Sir...hey, hey, hey..."

There was something being said on the other end of the phone, but Ni Zhen had no intention of listening anymore. No matter how stupid he was at this time, he still didn't understand what he had happened tonight. It was very likely that he had been trapped by his so-called "good friend".

And the purpose of his doing this is, in Ni Zhen's opinion, is even more obvious.

"How is it, I understand." Looking at Ni Zhen, who looked distraught after answering the phone, Ni Zhen said calmly. Judging from his expression, it is undoubtedly proved that his guess is completely correct.

"Dad, I..." Just as Ni Zhen was still trying to say something to Ni Fu, Ni Fu interrupted him: "Okay, okay, you don't need to say anything, I can guess your matters."

"This time, the past is over, just like spending money to learn a lesson. I hope you will be more careful in the future, avoid going to messy places in the future, and don't make friends. If you listened to me, how could these things happen?"

"I'll ask Mom Lin to bring you some medicinal wine later, and you can apply it. Get up early tomorrow and send the money to those people, hey."

After saying that, Ni Fu shook his head, sighed, and left the study room to rest, leaving only Ni Zhen who was meditating alone in the study room.

Originally, he planned to talk to Ni Zhen about Mo Xuan's free newspapers and wanted to hear what his son had. But now that this matter has happened, he has no time to talk to Ni Zhen about this.

...

In the morning in Xiangjiang, Lin Fa always came to the nearest newsstand and prepared to buy a few newspapers for easy viewing while riding the bus and used them to pass the time.

"Old man, one copy of Ming Pao, New Territories Daily, and Xinbao." According to past habits, Lin Fa took out his wallet and prepared to pay for the three copies of the newspapers he bought.

As for why he bought three copies, this is a habit he has maintained for a long time. Ming Pao is the newspaper with the most comprehensive information in Xiangjiang. Xin Pao is because of work, and New Territories Daily is because of Mo Xuan.

"Give it." He skillfully handed it to Lin Fa with three newspapers. Looking at Lin Fa who was about to leave, the old man selling the newspaper quickly said to Lin Fa: "Wait, boy."

"Old man, are you doing something?" Lin Fa stopped and asked curiously when he heard the old man shouting. Although he was not young, looking at the old man with white hair in front of him, Lin Fa still agreed to this title.

"Don't you admire Mo Xuan's novels very much? Today there is a newspaper that publishes his novels." Facing Lin Fa's curious gaze, the white-haired old man said with a smile.

Lin Fa comes to buy newspapers here every day without any disturbance. The two are familiar with each other. Of course, the old man with white hair knows that the "boy" in front of him is Mo Xuan's "hard fans".

"Really! Please give me one." As soon as the old man's words fell, Lin Fa immediately shouted in surprise, with uncontrollable joy on his face.

You should know that since Lin Fa read "The Legend of Qin" created by Mo Xuan in the New Territories Daily two years ago, he has become a loyal and die-hard fan of Mo Xuan.

Not only after that, he bought every issue of the New Territories Daily, but even bought physical books and kept them at home, and took them out and flipped them out from time to time. He also mobilized his whole family and became a guest of honor for the movies produced by Zongheng Pictures, a subsidiary of Mo Xuan.

"Give it." As soon as Lin Fa's words came to the ground, the white-haired old man smiled and handed it to Lin Fa several newspapers.

"The son of a talented man is a romantic nightclub, having fun with his friends, and he was tragically consecrated!"

"The young talented man in Xiangjiang pressed his hand behind him, and he was suspected to have been ravaged."
Chapter completed!