No one can disturb my retirement life in the Red Mansion

Chapter 1062 Drawing a Clear Line
"Brother! What do you want to do? Do you want to draw a line between you and us?" Jin Ziying was really angry. What was the point of talking about this nicely?

"I told you, there's no need to be so polite." Jin Zimo looked at these people coldly, "I don't hate you, I really don't! So can you guys just do as I said, keep your distance and politely pretend that we are a family."

"So we have been feeding the dogs all these years. We just can't tame them!" Director Jin snorted coldly, and now he didn't move.

"His father!" Mrs. Jin hurriedly stopped her husband and turned to look at her son. "Zimo, it was our fault before. We shouldn't have left you in our hometown. We also hate your grandparents. You have seen that we have not forgiven them over the years. We are victims just like you."

"Great, your thinking is very clear, and you found the entry point immediately. So please don't be like a little white flower in the future, just crying. You are smart enough, why pretend to be weak!" Jin Zimo nodded. He always felt that Mrs. Jin was not an ordinary person. In their situation, they can succeed, get married and have daughters. She is a ruthless person. But she has never talked to him properly. When she opened her mouth, she looked like she was bullied, as if she had never said a complete sentence properly.

"Brother..." Jin Ziying was angry. How could he say that about their mother? She really felt that he was not a son but an enemy.

"Well, you can call me Lawyer Jin. To be honest, we are not that familiar with each other." Jin Zimo smiled at her and finally said that he could cut ties with this family. It seemed that at this time, he was getting more and more relaxed.

"So what do you want now? What's the meaning of taking out this piece of paper? What are your conditions? Tell me." Now Director Jin was calm, and at this moment, if Ou Mengmeng was here, she would find that Jin Zimo was actually very similar to these two. He even absorbed the advantages more than Jin Ziying.

"A very good start!" Jin Zimo smiled. He found that he was more suitable for such a fair and impartial way of doing things. He picked up the file bag, put the catalog back, and handed it to President Jin. "It contains photocopies of the documents. You can find a trusted lawyer to study it. See how much compensation you two need me to pay. A one-time buyout! After all, I can't repay the grace of giving birth to me. As people say, I can't calculate the rent for your madam's ten months of pregnancy. If you really can't make it, go and sue me. I promise to respond. And I am very willing to settle it according to the law."

"Copy?" Mr. Jin didn't answer, but found the key point. "One-time buyout?"

"Important evidence, this is to prepare for your lawsuit. As for the buyout, you can rest assured. I promise that I will not covet even a penny of your and your wife's property. So when I say buyout, I really mean buyout. We will have nothing to do with each other in the future and forget each other." Jin Zimo nodded, and said with a relaxed look on his face, like a weird uncle coaxing candy into a child's mouth. Dayou, as long as you sign, you will never have to worry about it again.

The three members of the Jin family did not come here for nothing. The Jin couple started from scratch, taking advantage of the times, and they were also very hardworking and clear-headed. Otherwise, how could they be the only ones of their age to reach such a high level? Jin Ziying has been with her parents since she was a child, and has helped with the family business all the way. She even started working in the company right after graduation. She has had all the necessary experience. Whether it is true or false, the three of them know it very well.

It was not made clear before, and everyone was actually testing each other. Mr. Jin was fearless because he felt that no one could refuse his huge wealth. You are my son, but I only give my things to obedient children. Don't think that you can get it just because you are a son. In fact, he has been exuding this sense of superiority intentionally or unintentionally over the years. Now that his son wants to leave the card table and he doesn't want to play anymore, Mr. Jin is a little bit broken.

He turned to look at Mrs. Jin and said angrily, "Your good son."

"Old Jin..." Mrs. Jin called out and started crying again. "Actually, you can't really blame Madam, because I'm not just drawing a line between you and me, I'm drawing a line between you and your whole family." Jin Zimo finished off the opponent, still deeply learning from Ou Mengmeng's true teachings. Anyone who knew Ou Mengmeng at this time must say that she really raised him with her own hands, no doubt about it.

"You..." Mr. and Mrs. Jin were about to vomit blood. They were speechless as they pointed at the stubborn Jin Zimo.

"Brother...Okay, Lawyer Jin, is this interesting? Can money settle the issue between parents and children? You don't think that the little money you have is enough to repay your parents, right? When it comes to money, do your parents have less than you?" Jin Ziying's face turned pale. She really didn't want to pamper this guy anymore. You are a lawyer from a red circle law firm, and you really think you can do anything, right?

"Not strictly. Mr. Jin, I have never compared money with your family. As I said just now, the receipts here are all the expenses your family has spent on me. Of course, it does not include the expenses during Mrs. Jin's pregnancy. All other tangible expenses are here. Not everything in the world can be clearly marked with a price. I understand this. So I didn't talk to Mr. and Mrs. Jin when I was 18, didn't talk to them when I graduated from university at the age of 22, and didn't talk to them when I entered the law firm. I was originally planning to talk to them in June this year."

"Why?" the three of them said in unison.

"I just said that I started from the time Mrs. Jin gave birth. I found all the receipts I could find. For example, the simplest one is the pocket money from the age of ten to eighteen, one hundred yuan a month, for eight years, although it was actually 92 months. Here is the bank statement. I have the original passbook. I didn't pay attention to the 9200 yuan in it and the interest over the years. Anyway, it was less than yuan."

Jin Ziying raised her head. Her parents only gave her pocket money for eight years?

"You refused our pocket money after you turned 18." Director Jin's face suddenly turned red.

"Yes, after all, you become an adult at the age of eighteen!" Jin Zimo smiled, "Between the ages of ten and eighteen, you two gave me eight birthday presents. I donated all the gifts to the orphanage. I kept the eight invoices and will cash them in later. I looked at them, and the most expensive one was a Hero's 100-yuan one on my eighteenth birthday. It is said that it was what Mr. Jin desired most when he was young. I bought one and will give it to you later."

"Anything else?" Director Jin said sinisterly.

"You two gave me life, for which I am very grateful. Moreover, I have no way to repay you for giving birth to me. You can't ask me to cut off my bones to return to my father and my flesh to return to my mother like Nezha did. So, you can discuss it with your lawyers and see how I can repay you." Jin Zimo smiled.

"So, you want to draw a line between you and us. You are thirty-five years old, and you are drawing a line between you and us now!" President Jin was angry. "Did that woman teach you to say that? She is going to retire, so she wants to alienate you from us? In this way, she can let you take care of her in her old age?"

Sometimes I wonder what the ultimate character is like, and I’m still trying.