Chapter 2

The Fang family is a prominent clan with assets exceeding ten billion. Most family members travel in luxury cars, but Fang Shen's assets have been seized, and those people only allow him a meager dividend to live on, so he naturally can't afford a car, nor does he need one.

A taxi stopped at the Fang Group building. Seeing the car, a security guard nearby frowned and was about to approach, but when he saw the person who got out of the car, his expression changed, and he stepped back.

"Master Shen." Two receptionists opened the main door, allowing Fang Shen to enter.

After all, he is a member of the Fang family, even though he is not valued, they cannot afford to offend him.

After Fang Shen entered the elevator, the receptionist immediately called the president's assistant office.

"Assistant Lin, he has arrived."

The elevator stopped at the 19th floor.

"Master Shen, please follow me." A beautiful secretary, who had already been informed, immediately came forward to welcome Fang Shen into a reception room. After serving him a cup of fragrant tea, she apologetically left.

"Are they trying to ignore me?" After waiting for a long time with no one coming, Fang Shen immediately realized that they were planning to ignore him. This tactic might have had some effect in the past, but it was completely useless for the current Fang Shen.

"Ha ha, Master Shen, I'm really sorry. I was dealing with company business and couldn't come over immediately." Lin Zhirong pushed open the door, holding a stack of documents, with a smile that lacked sincerity.

"Where is my second uncle?" Fang Shen didn't even look at him.

The president of the Fang Group is Fang Shen's second uncle, Fang Jianan, who has seized more than 70% of Fang Shen's assets. Originally, Fang Shen thought that his second uncle would come, but in the end, he only got a dog.

"Regarding this matter, President Fang can't be directly involved, after all, family disgrace should not be aired in public." Lin Zhirong pushed up his glasses and said calmly, "This time, we didn't come to ask for your final decision, Master Shen. Please look at this first."

Lin Zhirong pushed two documents in front of Fang Shen, his eyes showing a hint of coldness.

Even with Fang Shen's current mindset, he still felt his body tremble with anger after quickly scanning the two documents.

These were two paternity test reports, comparing the blood of Fang Shen and Fang Zhihang with the DNA left by Fang Jiashen. The conclusion was that the two brothers are not Fang Jiashen's biological children.

"What a second uncle, what a Fang family." Fang Shen didn't expect them to go to such lengths.

To seize Fang Shen's assets, the best way is to prove that Fang Shen and Fang Zhihang have no connection to the Fang family. Since Fang Jiashen did not leave a will, if Fang Shen and Fang Zhihang are not his sons, they naturally have no right to inherit his assets.

This tactic is essentially to kick Fang Shen and Fang Zhihang out of the Fang family.

How vicious!

If it were just a list of his own crimes, Fang Shen wouldn't care, but the matter involving the reputation of the deceased elders was unacceptable to him, and any remaining affection for the Fang family was gone.

"Although you are not a member of the Fang family, President Fang said that after more than 20 years of uncle-nephew relationship, there is still some sentiment, even if it's not genuine." Lin Zhirong handed the remaining documents to Fang Shen with a condescending attitude: "These assets below one million, you can choose one. From now on, you and your brother will have no further connection to the Fang family."

The difference between one million and ten billion is enormous.

Lin Zhirong stared intently at Fang Shen's eyes, hoping to see panic, fear, anger, and委屈 (grievance) in the eyes of the former high-and-mighty young master. However, to his disappointment, he saw nothing.

"Slap!" Fang Shen stood up and slapped Lin Zhirong, sending his glasses flying and leaving a large red mark on his pale face.

"This slap is for my parents." Fang Shen said coldly, "You are just a dog of the Fang family, and you dare to bite your master."

Lin Zhirong was full of anger but dared not react. He wasn't afraid of Fang Shen; in his eyes, Fang Shen had already been kicked out and could be manipulated at will. However, this slap was done in the name of Fang Jiashen, and no matter where this matter was brought up, it would be unreasonable. Even his master would have to maintain his brother's reputation in front of others.

Even so, Lin Zhirong couldn't swallow this humiliation and was determined to find a way to get back at Fang Shen.

"The Fang family of Linhai, are they so precious? Even if you send a grand sedan to invite me, I won't return." Fang Shen gritted his teeth.

"Get out." Kicking Lin Zhirong to the side, Fang Shen didn't even look at the documents and turned to leave.

He originally wanted to see his second uncle, but after seeing this tactic, Fang Shen realized that going there would only bring humiliation.

His father's hard-earned assets must be reclaimed, but Fang Shen understood that with his current strength, even if he went to the old man, he might barely get them back but wouldn't be able to keep them. Moreover, since they had used such tactics, there might be more to come.

Everything is superficial; only his own strength is truly important. Once he has the strength, no one can take his things away.

"Spit!" Lin Zhirong spat out a streak of blood, his face full of malice, and he remembered this slap and kick.

After leaving the reception room, he entered the president's office, bending his body. "President Fang."

"He left?" Fang Shen's second uncle, Fang Jianan, looked up and saw Lin Zhirong's face. "The slap on your face, was it from him?"

"Yes." Lin Zhirong didn't dare to say more.

"You have to bear this humiliation, but I won't forget your efforts." Fang Jianan said.

Upon learning that Fang Shen had not taken any assets, Fang Jianan frowned slightly but quickly recovered. He then asked another question: "Did he go to the ancestral home?"

"I checked, he hasn't." Lin Zhirong went out, took out his phone, and made a call. After the call, he said.

"He's lucky." A flash of anger crossed Fang Jianan's eyes. He had set up many follow-up plans to make this airtight, but since Fang Shen didn't go to the ancestral home to cry for help, these plans fell through.

"By the way, don't cause trouble for Fang Shen for now. If the old man finds out later, he will definitely be angry, but since he doesn't value Fang Shen much, it will just be a bit of a fuss and then pass. Don't stir up trouble during this critical time." Fang Jianan thought for a moment and added, "As for the future, you can deal with him as you see fit."

"Yes, thank you, Chairman." Lin Zhirong was overjoyed, touching the slap mark on his face, his eyes filled with malice.

Leaving the Fang Group, Fang Shen made a phone call.

"Sure enough, the old man is sick." If the old man were clear-headed, such despicable actions would not have escaped his notice, and Fang Jianan and the others wouldn't dare to do this. However, with the old man sick, these people immediately started to move. Even if the old man survives this, it will be too late to change anything.

Moreover, in Fang Shen's memory, his grandfather was very cold and distant, with no warm memories. Fang Jiashen and the old man had a very strained relationship, with completely different ideologies. After his parents' death, the old man ignored them completely. Even if he knew the truth, he might not intervene.

One must rely on oneself.

Shaking his head, Fang Shen cleared his mind and hailed a taxi.

Returning to Linhai University, Fang Shen threw himself onto his bed in the dormitory and fell into a deep sleep.

In just one day, he had experienced many things, especially the experience of the soul from another world, which left him mentally and physically exhausted.

In his dreams, memories kept surging, and the grand life unfolded before his eyes. Fang Shen felt as if he had become that soul, fighting and battling in a strange world...