Chapter 375 The First Shot

Since ancient times, Chinese people have been taboo about such shameful behaviors as fratricide, conflict among fellow students, quarrels among brothers, and infighting within the family.

Although there are countless people who have done this throughout history, in terms of Chinese ethics and morals, it is openly criticized and condemned.

Fang Hexuan is now so powerful that no one dares to offend him. If he really wants to kill all the people in the first house, it would be absolutely impossible for him to do so.

Many people, including the charter king and the four old families in Hong Kong, felt that the eldest branch of the Fang family had gone too far, so when Fang Hexuan decided to take revenge, everyone acquiesced.

If Fang Hexuan did something as excessive as his great uncle's family, or even worse, outsiders might not say anything to his face, but they would definitely sneer at Fang Hexuan in their hearts.

As a victim, Fang Hexuan, what you did in the end was no different from the perpetrator. The dragon slayer turned into the evil dragon. What justice and decency can you talk about?

After thinking through the logic behind this, Fang Hexuan really let go of his unresolved hatred and preserved the last bit of dignity for the Fang family, which was considered to be doing his grandfather justice.

He came to the Fang family's ancestral home to announce to the outside world that the second branch of the Fang family had made a comeback and returned home in glory. Secondly, he wanted to have a few words with his eldest cousin Fang Jinhong, the eldest son.

When he entered the door and saw Fang Jinhong's family of four, Fang Hexuan suddenly realized that compared with other Hong Kong families, the Fang family in Hong Kong was not really that prosperous, and it would not be an exaggeration to describe it as a sparsely populated family.

Grandpa Fang Jingyao has only two sons. The eldest son Fang Jiade only has two sons. Among them, Fang Jinhong has only one son and one daughter. Fang Jinpeng has not even married yet and probably will never get married in the future.

The second son, Fang Jiawei, also has only one son and one daughter, Fang Hexuan and Fang Luoyi.

Compared with those families who have four or five concubines, countless lovers, and too many illegitimate sons and daughters to remember, isn't the Fang family quite miserable?

After sighing a few times in his heart and looking at the family of four standing nervously in the yard, Fang Hexuan tried his best to smile and said in a gentle tone:

"Relax, everyone. I don't eat people. I came here to get to know you. We will be a family in the future."

Fang Jinhong's eldest daughter, seven-year-old Fang Wanyi looked up at her parents, then timidly asked Fang Hexuan:

"Should I call you uncle?"

Hearing the little girl's initiative to show goodwill, Fang Hexuan's smile finally became much more sincere. He came to Fang Wanyi, squatted down, touched her little face, and said with a smile:
"Call me Uncle Xuan from now on, it's more intimate!"

After saying that, he rubbed the little head of Fang Jinhong's youngest son Fang Xiaozu, stood up and said to his eldest cousin:
"Let's talk alone!"

Fang Jinhong looked at his wife with some concern, then nodded.

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In a study room in Fang's house.

Fang Hexuan sat on the armchair behind the desk, took a quick look at the layout of the study, then turned around and stared at Fang Jinhong, who was standing in front of the desk, like an elementary school student who had made a mistake.

His eldest cousin was quite tall, about 180cm tall, with a square face, thick eyebrows and big eyes. However, his eyes were too wide apart, making him look a bit honest and dull.

Fang Hexuan tapped slowly on the pear wood desk with his fingers and asked casually:

"Do you know where your parents and your brother are now?"

Fang Jinhong was very nervous. Although he was five years older than his cheap cousin, he did not dare to act arrogantly.

He knew that such a person existed before, and he also knew that his mother hated his cousin's family to the core, but in the end he felt that these grudges and troubles were too far away from him.

He was not a competitive person, so he didn't want to get involved or know about the excessive behavior of his parents and brother. But since his cousin became the richest man in Hong Kong at a young age, he finally had to actively or passively get to know this person.

The more he learned, the more frightened he became. Whether it was what was reported in the media or what he heard during gatherings with peers from different families, he gradually formed a true picture of his cousin in his mind.

Labels such as cruel, tyrannical, and predatory made Fang Jinhong increasingly afraid of the other party's revenge.

Although he did not do evil or follow evil, as a son of man, he was ultimately afraid and terrified when he thought that his parents might not have a good ending in the future.

Fang Jinhong was shocked by his cousin's question at first. He quickly shook his head and waved his hands:

"No, no, no, I really don't know, and I don't dare to ask!"

After saying this, Fang Hexuan's opinion of his cousin dropped even more. He thought his cousin had a rather cowardly character!
"It's best not to know, and don't ask."

"They are still alive, but they are not living well."

"However, this is what they deserve. If you feel sympathy or want to do something in the future, I advise you to give up this idea as soon as possible, for your own sake, and for the sake of Wanyi and Xiaozu."

Hearing this, Fang Jinhong's face turned pale and cold sweat broke out on his forehead unconsciously.

He bowed slightly and promised humbly:
"I'll remember this. From now on, I'll pretend I never knew these three people."

Fang Hexuan nodded with satisfaction, knocked him with a stick, and then gave him a sweet date.

"You are the eldest son of the Fang family. You will inherit the ancestral home of the Fang family from now on. I will bring my family to participate in the New Year's worship of ancestors. You just need to bear with the fatigue and work hard in the future."

Fang Jinhong was not happy about the ancestral home. He still bent over and nodded, not even daring to look up at his cousin.

Fang Hexuan stood up from the armchair, walked to the study window with his hands behind his back, and said leisurely:

"The Fang family's ancestral property consists of a trading company, a grain and oil company, a hotel, and a real estate company. Of these four companies, I will leave the trading company and the grain and oil company to you. This will be considered as honoring Grandpa. As for the hotel and the real estate company, I don't think you have the energy to continue running them. Why don't you let me manage them?"

Fang Jinhong couldn't see his cousin's expression, but from the tone of his words, it was obvious that he didn't mean to negotiate.

How could he dare to have any objection? Even if the other party took everything away, he wouldn't dare to say a word.

Thinking about my parents and younger brother, they used to be well-known figures in Hong Kong, but because of a few words from the other party, they are now unknown whether they are alive or dead.

He must want to follow in their footsteps, even if it means losing face and being humbled to the dust.

"You have the final say, I listen to you!"

Fang Hexuan turned around, walked up to his cousin, nodded and patted his shoulder.

"I'm glad you think so! Don't worry, as long as I'm there to eat, your family of four will never go hungry. After all, you and I are a family, and our grandfather is old man Fang Jingyao."

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After dealing with the last bit of trouble for the Fang family, he turned his attention to the Hong Kong property market after the Iron Lady's fall.

For this first shot, he chose the Chungking Mansions on Nathan Road where he had lived before.
(End of this chapter)