Unbridled, Depraved

Chapter 140 In that case, I will exchange two-thirds of your shares.

Xie's old house.

Early in the morning, Xie Jincheng was summoned by the old man and returned to the old house.

As soon as he entered the old man's courtyard, Xie Jincheng saw Xie Xian, Li Xiujing, Xie Lan and others were all there, each with a different expression on their face.

Xie Jincheng walked to his seat and sat down, his eyes falling on Xie Lan.

With a scrutinizing look in his eyes, he asked, "I remember today is not a day off. Why are you back? Have you finished dealing with the branch office's affairs?"

Xie Lan was caught off guard by Xie Jincheng's question. She quickly explained with a smile: "Mr. Xue is at the branch office, so there shouldn't be any problems..."

"should?"

Xie Jincheng frowned slightly, "Since President Xue is in charge of everything, it means there is no need for you to stay as the vice president. Next Monday, you go to South City, where they are still short of a project manager."

"Uncle!"

Xie Lan was frightened by Xie Jincheng's words. Her face turned pale and she subconsciously looked to her aunt Xie Xian for help.

Just as Xie Xian was about to speak, Wei Yan came over from the back hall, supporting the old man.

"Is Old Seven back?"

The old man was leaning on a crutch with one hand and supporting Wei Yan with the other.

Although his steps were a little unsteady, his expression remained calm.

After Wei Yan helped the old man sit down, she sat on the mahogany couch next to the old man.

This position seemed to be where she usually sat, but at this moment it seemed extremely dazzling in Xie Jincheng's eyes.

Because this mahogany chair was made by his mother Zhong Ke herself.

Xie Jincheng glanced at Wei Yan, a hint of displeasure flashing in his eyes.

He took the tea handed to him by the servant, took a sip, and then said in a neither light nor heavy tone: "Who told you to sit there? Get up."

Everyone was startled at first, and their eyes turned to Xie Jincheng, not knowing who he was talking to.

After a brief silence, Mr. Xie was the first to react.

He looked at Wei Yan with a hint of apology and embarrassment on his face.

"Um...Ayan, would you please..."

Before Mr. Xie finished speaking, Wei Yan already understood what Xie Jincheng meant.

She quickly stood up and apologized to Xie Jincheng in a humble manner: "Jincheng, I'm sorry, I didn't know this was your mother's thing."

After saying that, she looked at the servant standing at the door and commanded, "Bring me a chair."

"Yes, ma'am."

The servant received the order and hurriedly placed a chair next to Mr. Xie, and Wei Yan sat down.

When Xie Jincheng saw this, the coldness in his eyes became even stronger.

He slammed the teacup heavily on the table, scaring everyone.

He turned around and looked at Mr. Xie, with a hint of mockery in his tone: "Why, I haven't been back for just a month, and the head of the Xie family has the surname Wei?"

Mr. Xie was speechless.

Wei Yan quickly stood up and replied with some grievance and uneasiness: "Jin Cheng, don't be angry, your father just understands my hard work these days, so he indulges those servants to call me like this..."

Xie Jincheng's eyes were like knives, and he swept over Wei Yan coldly, "I'm not talking to you, why are you butting in?"

Wei Yan's face froze after being scolded. She looked at Mr. Xie for help, with tears flickering in her eyes.

Mr. Xie was a little angry. He tapped his cane and said in a deep voice, "Alright! We are a family, there is no need to shout. Just say less."

Upon hearing this, Xie Jincheng stood up and said, "I'm sorry, I have something else to do at the company, so I won't delay your conversation."

"Stop!"

Mr. Xie was so angry that he slammed the table, and the violent movement made him cough a few times.

Wei Yan quickly walked to the old man and patted him on the back gently to calm him down.

"Is there anything else? Please keep it short, my time is precious."

Mr. Xie took a breath and said, "Come back and sit down. I have something to ask you."

Xie Jincheng frowned and sat back in his previous seat.

Mr. Xie cleared his throat and asked, "How are you handling the issue of the Southeast Asian mine?"

"Everything that needs to be solved has been solved. There are only a few useless fish and shrimp left, which I will slowly clean up later."

When he said the last sentence, Xie Jincheng's eyes vaguely swept towards the people in the room.

The muscles on Xie Xian's face twitched, and she clenched her hands tightly in front of her. Li Xiujing said nothing and drank the tea in the cup in silence.

Mr. Xie paused, then asked, "How will the court rule on Mr. Wang's case?"

Xie Jincheng responded calmly: "Just judge it as it should be."

"you--"

Xie Xian looked at Mr. Xie anxiously, her eyes slightly reddened, "Dad, my uncle is almost 70 years old. He has worked hard for the company all his life and has not retired yet. He was even busy entertaining for the company's business the day before the accident."

"He has contributed so much to the company. Should he spend his later years in prison just because of this one mistake?"

"Little things?"

Xie Jincheng's voice was as cold as iron: "Second sister, do you think that the death of more than a dozen lives in the mine is a small matter?"

Xie Xian bit her lip and defended herself, "Working in a mine is inherently dangerous, and the company buys extra accident insurance for its employees every year. In this accident, in addition to the compensation paid by the insurance company, the company also gave the families of the victims generous compensation, which is not a small amount of money."

"Besides, they're all dead, and the family members have already received the money. What else can we do? We can't let my uncle pay with his life, can we?"

After hearing this, Xie Jincheng stared at Xie Xian with a sharp gaze and said in a cold voice, "Second sister, what you mean is that Mr. Wang's life is life, but other people's lives are not lives?"

Xie Xian was choked speechless by Xie Jincheng's words. She opened her mouth and wanted to say something but didn't know how to say it. Seeing the tense atmosphere, Li Xiujing quickly stepped forward to smooth things over.

"Yes, Jin Cheng is right. So many people died in the mine this time. It is indeed not a small matter. And my uncle also mined privately and made illegal profits from it. This is also an undeniable fact. He did something wrong."

She glanced at Xie Jincheng, then at Old Man Xie, "Jincheng, although he is not your biological uncle, he has made a lot of contributions to the company over the years. Even if he has no merits, he has worked hard. How about you take a look and see if there is any room for improvement?"

As soon as Li Xiujin finished speaking, Mr. Xie also spoke up: "Seventh Brother, I remember that you were classmates with Zhao Lu from the Red Circle Law Firm. Doesn't he have a nickname called 'General Ever-Victorious'? Can you ask him to come forward? Money is not a problem."

When Xie Jincheng heard this, the corners of his mouth slightly raised: "You mean, you want to protect him?"

Mr. Xie nodded: "You make the conditions."

Xie Jincheng: "In that case, I'll take two-thirds of your shares in exchange."