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Chapter 1963 Victory

After returning to China, Tang Aijun began to heal his injuries. This time his injury was very serious and he had to rest for 100 days. The Youyu Bureau also cared about him and sent the best medical team, but the Tang family itself insisted on Dr. Liu.

The Tang family also paid the money out of their own pockets, and the country did not have to pay for it.

Many media want to interview Tang Aijun, but they were rejected by Tang Xiaonan. The third brother must rest now and will not participate in anything that will hinder the recovery from the injury.

Fang Yuan has never come back. It’s not that she doesn’t care about Tang Aijun, but that the lawsuit in M ​​Country is in full swing and she can’t leave.

The first trial is about to begin, and Tang Aijun, as a victim, naturally has to appear in court.

On the day of the court opening, Tang Aijun appeared in a wheelchair in a court in a country M. There were also reporters interviewing him, but he said nothing.

Fang Yuan was well prepared, had sufficient tone, had witnesses, and was under pressure from public opinion. The first instance went very smoothly. The judge ruled that Tang Aijun won the case and ordered the Marcus family to pay 100 million US dollars in compensation, and Marcus had to undergo a three-year prison life.

Marcus's elder brother also appeared in court. When he heard the verdict, his face suddenly turned dark. Marcus collapsed in his seat like a eggplant caused by frost, unable to believe his ears.

He actually wants to go to jail?

"Brother, help me bail. I don't want to go to jail, brother..."

Marcus shouted loudly, begging his elder brother to protect him from going out and he would die if he entered the prison, and it was not something that could be treated there.

"The family has no money, so you can do it yourself!"

Brother Marcus had a calm face, and pryed away his brother's hand vigorously, and strode away.

The family's business was in turmoil, and he was already in a state of turmoil. The bank was hiding him like the plague god. The bosses who were usually friends also went out for vacation, but they could not find any of them. The company owed a lot of debts, like a sinkhole, and could not fill it.

Brother Marcus knew that this was done by two Chinese people and maliciously built his company in the stock market, but he was powerless. If he had known that the other party had bad intentions, he would still be unable to deal with it. He could only watch the company be destroyed by these two Chinese people.

At present, he only has two ways, one is to declare bankruptcy, and the other is to accept the acquisition of the two Chinese.

He doesn't want to choose any path, but he has to choose one.

Behind him, his younger brother Marcus cried desperately. Brother Marcus turned cold and did not look back. It would be good for this younger brother to live in prison for three years, so he would avoid causing trouble every day. He was not energetic and wiped his butt for his brother.

Huo Jinzhi met Brother Marcus at the door of the court and took the initiative to say hello, "Hello, I'm waiting for your good news for sir."

Brother Marcus's face became even darker. It was this damn Chinese who destroyed his company and bought it at such a cheap price. This was a humiliation to his family, but he could only accept it.

"Mr. Huo, the price you paid is too low!"

"Not low, what value does your broken company have now? Even worse than garbage, only I am willing to pay for it. If it is replaced by others, I will not even look at it. Mr. Marcus, there is a saying in China that is to be content, don't be too greedy!"

Huo Jinzhi smiled slightly, but his words were even more stabbed than a knife. Brother Marcus was as frosty as he clenched his fists, trying to kill this bastard.

"Mr. Huo, our Marcus family has no grudges with you. Why do you want to start my company?" Brother Marcus asked gritted teeth.
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