I am not just a tycoon
Chapter 844 491: Control, We Cannot Afford to Offend

"This child, despite having food at home, insists on ordering takeout. Not only is it a waste of money, but the takeout isn't even clean. Every day, all he knows is to play with his phone. What's so interesting about that lousy phone...?"

Yao Cuilan grumbled as she walked towards the door. When she opened the door, she instinctively reached for the takeout, only to see two middle-aged men in suits and ties.

The two men carried briefcases, were impeccably dressed and groomed, both wearing glasses. They looked scholarly and refined.

Yao Cuilan frowned slightly, "Who are you?"

"Hello, I'm Zhang Shoujin from Chenlang Law Firm, and this is my colleague."

"You must have the wrong house. We don't know any lawyers, nor do we need one."

Yao Cuilan said as she was about to close the door.

"Are you Yao Cuilan, Ms. Yao?"

The lawyer, who claimed to be Zhang Shoujin, asked.

The door was half-closed when Yao Cuilan's hand paused, and she took a closer look at them, "What is it?"

When legal personnel show up at your door, Yao Cuilan instinctively thought that her son might have done something wrong. But if he really had done something wrong, it would be the police, not lawyers, coming to their door.

"It's about you and your family. Should we go inside to talk?"

Zhang Shoujin maintained a faint smile throughout, but there was a hint of detachment in his words as he handed over a business card.

"Who is it?"

At this moment, Fu Hongbing also came out, and upon seeing the two at the door, a trace of unease appeared between his brows. His first thought was the same as Yao Cuilan's, thinking that his no-good son had caused some trouble.

Zhang Shoujin repeated their purpose for coming, and the couple invited them into the living room.

When their son, Fu Haoyang, saw strangers, he immediately sat up straight from the sofa, looking a bit bewildered. Although he was brazen at home and spoke rudely to his parents and sister, he wouldn't dare utter a word in front of strangers.

There are quite a few people like this, who yell at their closest family members but remain polite and friendly to strangers.

After Zhang Shoujin and his colleague sat down and took a sip of tea, they took out a document from the briefcase and began to explain, "We are the lawyers entrusted by your daughter, Fu Yingzi."

"Entrusted lawyers?"

Yao Cuilan's brows knitted tightly, "What's Yingzi up to? If she doesn't want to come back herself, fine, but why have you come on her behalf?"

Fu Hongbing was also puzzled, "Could it be that she's gotten into some kind of trouble?"

Having not been in contact for a few days, Fu Hongbing considered this possibility.

Zhang Shoujin didn't answer directly but continued on his own, "From what we understand, you have been asking our client to send you monthly living expenses and requested that she transfer 200,000 for renovation expenses. You also asked our client to find a job for your son with a monthly salary of over ten thousand? Is that correct?"

"This is our family matter. What does it have to do with you?"

Yao Cuilan said displeased, "What on earth is Yingzi trying to do? It's absurd."

"Please, hold on and let me finish."

Zhang Shoujin adjusted his glasses, "It is a moral and legal obligation for children to support their parents. Our client never intended to shirk her filial duties. On the contrary, she has entrusted us to bring you some good news."

"Good news?"

Both Yao Cuilan and Fu Hongbing were momentarily stunned.

What kind of good news could it be? Has Haoyang secured a job, or are we getting that 200,000? But something like this could be communicated over the phone, so why send two lawyers over?

The couple subconsciously felt that it couldn't be that simple.

Zhang Shoujin pushed the document across the coffee table, "This is a trust fund established by our client, from which you two are the beneficiaries. You can take a look; the main content of the trust is that each month, a fixed sum will be remitted to you both, 2000 per person, 4000 for two. The payments will continue for as long as you live. You can consider it a pension."

Upon hearing the sum being increased from three thousand to four thousand, a glimmer of joy flashed in Yao Cuilan and Fu Hongbing's eyes, but they soon became suspicious, "She could just send us money every month. Why go to all this trouble?"

"I haven't finished yet."

Zhang Shoujin continued, "This sum will increase every five years. Right now, it's 4000 per month; in five years, it'll be 5000, and in ten years, it'll be 6000 per month. This is to ensure that the living quality of the beneficiaries won't be affected by inflation, also considering that you might retire in 5-10 years and lack an income source, thus needing to spend more."

"Furthermore, our client, your daughter, has specified in the trust that if either of the beneficiaries were to suffer from a serious illness or become physically incapable in old age, the required medical and caregiving costs will be covered entirely by the trust."

Yao Cuilan nodded approvingly, "Seems like this girl does have a bit of conscience. Wait... there's nothing about her brother in this trust? What about his current job, and paying for his future marriage?"

Even Fu Haoyang couldn't help but ask, "Yeah, what about me? Why is it all for them?"

Zhang Shoujin's gaze turned a bit cold, "Ms. Yao, I must remind you that, morally and legally, an elder sister is not obligated to take care of her younger brother. Moreover, I see your son is over eighteen. He has hands and feet; does that mean he can't be self-reliant?"

Being told how to handle family matters left Yao Cuilan slightly displeased, "This is our family business. What does it have to do with you? Besides, this is Fu Yingzi's own brother; of course, she'll help."

"Please let me finish."

Zhang Shoujin adjusted his tie. Although he maintained basic politeness, he was starting to feel a bit impatient inside.

Even after more than ten years of being a lawyer, having seen quite a few bizarre people and cases, such parents were still rare.

Damn it, the daughter works hard and is treated as a workhorse, with every effort to drain her dry, while the son is a complete wastrel but is regarded as a treasure, with the family eager to bleed for him.