736: First Round of Humiliation

First Round of Humiliation

Mr. Sang scoffed. "Can Meng Jinyang even afford to buy a piece of jade worth sixty million yuan? Even if this sum of money is peanuts to us, you can forget about extorting it from us.2

"Yeah, I can't afford it." Gu Mang laughed before slowly adding, "But Young Master Lu can."

Lu Chengzhou said nothing.

Jiang Shenyuan added, "Those who damage others' valuable property are usually sentenced to three to seven years in prison."

"Lawyer Jiang," scoffed Mr. Sang's lawyer. "I'm afraid there won't be any imprisonment involved since sixty million is nothing to the Sang family." I didn't think that I'd ever see Jiang Shenyuan be so unprofessional.

Mr. Sang placed his arms on the sofa's armrest as he leaned back and said magnanimously, "Don't worry, I'll compensate Meng Jinyang to the tune of sixty million, but I'm suing Gu Mang to the end!"

"Compensate?" Jiang Shenyuan smiled. "The Sang family of the past might be able to afford the compensation, but I'm afraid not anymore."

The smile on Mr. Sang's face disappeared. "What do you mean by that?"

The moment he said that, someone knocked on the office door.

Department Chief Zhao could not figure out who the newcomer was. After snapping to his senses, he said, "Come in."

The door opened, revealing Lu Shangjin and a few uniformed officers from the Prosecutor's Office. Upon seeing Lu Shangjin, Mr. Sang's heart leapt and his mind became tense. What is the head of the Prosecutor's Office doing here?

Lu Shangjin was promoted from Ming City some time ago. When he first came to the capital, not many people held him in high regard despite his high post, as it was a well-known fact that he had fallen out with Old Madam Lu years ago. However, after meeting with his family once again, his son Lu Yang was sent to Red Scorpion, a sign that he had healed the rift between him and his family.

Department Chief Zhao stood up and asked, "Director-General Lu? Why are you here?"

"Business," replied Lu Shangjin before lifting his chin.

At that signal, his subordinates stepped forward. "Sang Qi, someone reported you for bribery, tax evasion, and conducting illegal transactions through the Sang Group. Please come with us."

Mr. Sang clenched his fingers as his heart thumped violently against his chest while he struggled to maintain his expression. "What evidence do you have?"

The documents that Gu Mang had sent over came to Lu Shangjin's mind. His eyes glinted coldly as he said, "Do you think we'd come arrest you without evidence?"

An officer from the Prosecutor's Office took out a pair of handcuffs and walked over to cuff Mr. Sang's hands. The clicking sound of the handcuffs made everyone's expressions change.

"Lu Shangjin, you—" yelled Mr. Sang, only to be interrupted by his phone's ringtone.

Lu Shangjin looked at Mr. Sang. "Answer it."

Mr. Sang was rather surprised that Lu Shangjin was allowing him to take the call as protocol called for a suspect's cell phones to be confiscated. He glanced at Lu Shangjin before taking his cell phone out from his pocket with his cuffed hands. He then realized that it was a call from his wife.

As soon as he picked up, he heard his wife's trembling voice. "Hubby, the Prosecutor's Office sent many people over to seize our home."

It was very noisy in the background. The Sang residence was in a more chaotic state than when Gu Mang had barged in.

Mr. Sang glared at Lu Shangjin. "I haven't been convicted, so what right do you have to seize my home?"

Lu Shangjin lifted his chin at his subordinate, who then unceremoniously snatched the phone out of Mr. Sang's hands and shut it off. Only then did he say, "That's how the procedures go. We have to freeze all your assets for the time being as well."

Jiang Shenyuan looked up and slowly said, "Looks like the Sang family won't be able to afford the sixty million in compensation. In that case, we can only prosecute Sang Xue. A maximum of seven years in prison, huh? Oh and there's the crime of intentional assault…"

At that, Gu Mang put on her cap, her lips curling into a smirk.

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