This statement left several people shocked, as if they had just remembered something.
"You ungrateful child... Lin Ran! What are you doing with so much equity? Transfer the equity to me unconditionally right now, and I'll transfer it back to you after you graduate from college."
Lin Jian: "That's right, brother! Dad is the chairman, and having the company's equity under his name will give him more power in the company."
Liu Yuemei: "Lin Ran, be a good boy! Listen to your dad and transfer the equity to his name. Let him manage it for you."
Lin Ran almost threw up at the sight of this family's disgusting behavior.
He shook the letter of disengagement in his hand: "You are all strangers to me. You insulted me, so I'm upset, and as a form of self-defense, I need to beat you to feel better!"
This statement even left Xu Kai, the lawyer standing beside them, a bit speechless.
"Leave them with at least one breath, don't kill them!"
Soon, the group was battered and bruised, and Liu Yuemei and her son, Lin Jian, no longer displayed the magnanimity of their past, instead cursing at Lin Ran.
"You ungrateful wretch, I'm your mother. I raised you all these years, and you dare have someone beat me? You’re just an ungrateful wretch!"
Lin Ran: "My mother's name is Su Yanyan, not Liu Yuemei!"
"Brother! Stop letting them hit me, wuwuwu! It hurts so much!"
Lin Ran: "You're not my brother, I don’t have a brother!"
Lin Tianba, the father, also began to plead: "Lin Ran! Tell them to stop, I was wrong, don’t beat me anymore!"
With no backbone, Lin Ran felt utterly embarrassed.
In his past life, when he was tortured by Luo Yao to the point of wanting to die, he never begged for mercy. Yet, Lin Tianba started begging after just a few punches.
"Who’s the father here, exactly?"
Lin Tianba was in agony, gritting his teeth and saying, "You! You're my father!"
Lin Ran laughed.
"Right, since we've severed ties, some things need to be made clear. When I was thirteen, my mother passed away and left me 30% of Suran Group’s shares!"
"I’m twenty-three now, so you owe me the dividends from the past ten years. I checked the company’s financial reports—you need to give me three hundred million yuan."
"I beat you up today, and based on the highest treatment standard at a pet hospital, I’ll compensate you ten thousand yuan. I spent a total of eighteen thousand yuan during my time at the Lin Family, so you still owe me two hundred ninety-nine million nine hundred ninety-seven thousand two hundred yuan. Remember to transfer it to my account!"
Lin Tianba was utterly stunned.
"What? How could I possibly have that much money?"
Lin Tianba wasn’t lying; he genuinely couldn’t come up with that much cash. Although Suran Group’s market value had reached three billion yuan, it was impossible to mobilize three hundred million in short order.
Many companies operate like this: even with a market value of ten billion yuan, it’s difficult for them to quickly come up with three hundred million.
Even if Lin Tianba could, he wouldn’t dare to touch the money—it’s company funds, and his stake in Suran Group was only 21%, less than Lin Ran’s.
Speaking without considering the facts, even if Lin Tianba had three hundred million, he wouldn’t give it to Lin Ran.
Lin Ran: "I don’t care about that. Anyway, my money was spent by you, and my lawyer will handle it. If you can’t pay, I’ll send you to jail."
Lin Tianba: "Ungrateful child! Didn’t I do anything for you all these years?"
Lin Ran: "Hah! Didn’t we just calculate everything clearly? The day after my mother passed away, you brought your mistress home, and since then, you gave me 300 yuan every month. Until I turned eighteen, you gave me a total of eighteen thousand yuan, and after that, I never spent a dime from your house!"
Lin Tianba was stunned. He hadn’t expected Lin Ran to have spent so little from the family. Thinking about it, it seemed true, and a pang of guilt arose in him.
"But you must have spent a lot on food, clothing, and daily necessities over the years!"
Lin Tianba figured that at the very least, Lin Ran’s food and clothing were his responsibility.
Lin Ran: "Hm, I ate at school, and even when I was at home, I cooked, cheaper than a nanny. After cooking, I was often punished and couldn’t eat."
"I wore school uniforms until I was eighteen, never buying a single piece of clothing. After turning eighteen, the clothes I wore were bought with money I earned from part-time jobs. In that case, how about we add a charge of child abuse to the list?"
Lin Tianba was completely shocked. It seemed he had been quite harsh on his son...
"Stop spacing out. The dividends can’t be short by even a single cent. If a single cent is missing, my lawyer will send you to jail, with an added charge of child abuse!"
After saying that, Lin Ran turned and left, leaving the people in the villa howling in pain.
"Ungrateful child... ungrateful child!"
Lin Ran: "What a relief... what a relief!"
As he walked out of the villa, Lin Ran noticed a pink bicycle parked at the gate.
This was Lin Ran’s former means of transportation, which he had bought with money he earned from part-time jobs. In contrast, Lin Jian rode a luxury car worth millions.
And why was the bicycle pink? Because Liu Ruxue liked pink.
But Liu Ruxue had never been on this bicycle.
"Destroy it!"
Getting back into his car, Lin Ran drove to Huatian Plaza, the most famous luxury shopping mall in Beijing.
Inside the mall, Lin Ran was baffled.
An ordinary handbag for eighteen thousand yuan? A bottle of perfume for thirty-eight thousand? Is a lump of dog poop also priced at eight hundred and eighty yuan?
Despite being born into the Lin Family, Lin Ran had never shopped here, as the family never gave him money.
Before turning eighteen, he was given three hundred yuan a month; after that, not a single penny.
They called it "raising a child in poverty," so why didn’t they do the same for Lin Jian?
Even so, Lin Ran still tried to maintain that non-existent "family bond."
Crap! I was really a jerk before!
Looking at his phone, which showed a balance of thirteen thousand yuan, Lin Ran fell silent.
This was the result of a whole summer of hard work along with various part-time jobs.
Originally, he had planned to buy a bag for Liu Ruxue, but now he decided to buy a gift for Luo Yao.
The issue was, everything here was incredibly expensive!
Even so, Lin Ran didn’t intend to use the black card Luo Yao had given him. It wasn’t about being noble; he just wanted to buy Luo Yao’s gift with his own money.
Perhaps noticing Lin Ran’s predicament, the shop assistant started to neglect him. At that moment, Fu Bo walked over.
"Mr. Lin, do you like anything? Should I have the entire store wrapped up for you?"
Lin Ran shook his head: "No need, I want to buy Luo Yao’s gift with the money I earned myself!"
In the end, Lin Ran chose a bracelet priced exactly at thirteen thousand yuan.
After paying, the shop assistant gave a polite smile.
Receiving the bracelet, Lin Ran imagined how Luo Yao would look wearing it.
Luo Yao, this is my first gift to you. Although it isn’t expensive, it’s all I have.
When I earn more in the future, I will give you the best things in the world.
Suddenly, Lin Ran started to feel unwell.
In a novel, something usually happens at a time like this, right?
"Lin Ran?"
Hearing Liu Ruxue’s familiar voice, Lin Ran’s face darkened.
"Damn! Bad luck!"
nd fell into a coma while saving his younger sister from an out-of-control car. He became a vegetable. No one knew that his consciousness had crossed into a world of cultivation. Over the course of sixty years, he began as the lowest kind of mine slave, struggling to survive amid mountains of corpses and seas of blood. By sheer chance, he eventually obtained the complete memories of a fallen Immortal King. Alchemy, medicine, formations, feng shui, physiognomy, artifact forging… Every great inheritance of the cultivation world was now his. But when he opened his eyes again, he discovered that ten full years had passed in the modern world. To pay for his treatment, his father had sold the family’s shop and house, leaving himself covered in lasting injuries and illness. His mother had cared for him day and night, and more than half of her hair had already turned white. His younger sister, who had been only fifteen back then, was now twenty-five. To help repay the family’s debts, she had been forced to lower her head and put on a smiling face in places of glittering lights and endless revelry. Only then did Chen Xuan understand that what he had lost was not merely ten years. He had lost the life his entire family was meant to have. The good news was that he had brought back the memories of an Immortal King’s entire lifetime. The bad news was that his soul had returned alone—his cultivation had not come with him. Spiritual energy was scarce, resources were depleted, and the modern world still had firearms, surveillance, capital, and laws. If he wanted to protect his family, break free from everyone’s control, and become truly invincible beneath the heavens, he would have to start all over again.
s + Rent Collection Wealth】 At the start, he inherited a rundown house in the urban village from his grandfather. The house had no tenants, but the moment he was diagnosed with a terminal illness, a self-proclaimed empress from the Tianxuan Continent arrived as his first tenant. Ye Chuan soon discovered that with every new tenant moving in, not only did he receive massive daily payments, but he also obtained unique items related to their backgrounds. 【Acquired Bai Qianshuang’s related item: Tiger Strength Pill—dramatically enhances physical power!】 【Acquired Bai Qianshuang’s related item: Deer Blood Pill—significantly boosts vitality!】 …… From that day on, all sorts of bizarre tenants began appearing in the house: the empress from Tianxuan Continent, an apocalyptic sorceress from the Magic Realm, a mysterious scientific girl who fell through a spacetime rift… Every single day, he received strange, powerful items and endless money. Then one day, he suddenly realized—he had become invincible. Enough, enough! Stop giving me more!
e bizarre and supernatural had descended. The previous emperor was a thoroughgoing tyrant; no longer satisfied with human women, he had set his sights on a stunningly beautiful supernatural entity. He met his end in his bedchamber, drained of all his vital essence. As the legitimate eldest son and crown prince, Wang Hao was thus hastily enthroned, becoming the young emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty. No sooner had he awakened the "Imperial Sign-In Intelligence System" than he was assassinated by a Son of Destiny—a classic villain's opening. The Great Zhou, ravaged by the former emperor's excesses, was in national decline. The great families within its borders harbored their own treacherous schemes, martial sects began to defy the imperial court's decrees, and border armies, their pay and provisions in arrears, grumbled incessantly against the central government. Fortunately, the central capital was still held secure by the half-million Imperial Guards and fifty thousand Imperial Forest Army who obeyed the court's orders, along with the royal family's hidden reserves of power, barely managing to suppress the realm. As the Great Zhou's finances worsened and supernatural activities grew ever more frequent, the court sat atop a volcano. Ambitious plotters everywhere dreamed of overthrowing the dynasty, and even some reclusive ancient powers emerged, attempting to sway the tides of the world. At the first grand court assembly, the civil and military officials nearly came to blows, fighting tooth and nail over the allocation of fifty million taels of silver from the summer tax revenues. The spectacle opened Wang Hao's eyes—the Great Zhou's bureaucracy was not only corrupt but also martially proficient, a cabinet of all-rounders. Some officials even had the audacity to suggest the emperor release funds from the imperial privy purse to address the emergency. Wang Hao suddenly felt weary. Let it all burn.
world slacker. But a genius female disciple just had to get clingy, insisting that he take her as a disciple. Not only that, she was always making advances on him, thoroughly disrupting his peaceful slacker life...
