At the city hospital, Huang Yu, heir to the Huang family, finally arrived and happened to meet Fang Shunli, who had also arrived. The two heirs of the great families exchanged glances and nodded.

Although the Fang and Huang families had married into a family and had engaged in numerous business partnerships, these were simply collaborations between Huang Meng and Fang Shunli, with Huang Meng representing the Huang family's interests.

Before Huang Yu truly became head of the family, Huang Meng's overreaching influence had a negative impact on him. So, while he outwardly acted respectfully towards his younger brother, he secretly harbored little affection. To say he wished him dead might be a bit of an exaggeration, but seeing his younger brother suffer, the older brother would likely burst into laughter.

"Have you figured out the cause?" Fang Shunli and Huang Meng arrived at a hospital room, lighting cigarettes, and the air was thick with smoke.

"Your men injured my brother, that's all." Huang Yu's voice was low, but not angry. "You need to give me an explanation, or I'll have to report the truth to the family."

"Give me a moment, I just received the news." Fang Shunli felt overwhelmed. On one side was the ally he had worked so hard to win over, and together with the Huang family, they could potentially divide the Bai and Lin families.

But if Fang Tianyou was truly responsible, Fang Shunli would not only have to sacrifice Fang Tianyou but also devote a significant amount of resources to apology. Furthermore, Fang Kunlong, his trusted subordinate, would certainly not agree so easily. He only had one son, a dedicated and unprepossessing son. His only flaw was that he doted on him.

If Fang Tianyou were to be abandoned, the loss might go beyond resources; even his own internal operations would be affected. Don't forget that Fang Kunlong still controlled the most important real estate company, the most profitable industry, bar none. The lucrative potential of real estate rivals that of online platforms; one is a physical industry, the other a virtual one.

Soon the door to the room opened, and someone delivered the test report.

The report showed that Fang Tianyou's accident was caused by drunk driving and a woman performing oral sex on him while speeding. Whether it was the drunk driving or the oral sex, both were undoubtedly to blame, and the responsibility still lay with the Fang family.

As for the possibility of a conspiracy, there was currently no evidence of a third party. This car accident looked like the result of a carefree, idle rich kid who had too much fun, leading to a tragic accident. Any rich kid with a bit of common sense wouldn't do such a thing. While this incident wasn't entirely glorious, it was Fang Tianyou's sole responsibility from beginning to end. He couldn't blame anyone else but his own stupidity!

After reading the report, Fang Shunli handed it over and lit a cigarette, his mind already forming calculations. "I'll give you a satisfactory answer. Give me some time."

Huang Yu didn't respond. Instead, he read through the report, his eyes remaining calm, his emotions unrecognizable. "You have two days to deal with this."

"Thank you." Fang Shunli gave a slight nod, thanking him for the extra time.

"Don't thank me. We're partners and relatives. You'd better come up with a perfect solution." Huang Yu said, and prepared to leave. The situation was obvious: it was just a drunk driving accident. There was nothing to regret. An ordinary person would probably be shot. Compensation? The Huang family didn't need money, but face.

The door to the ward suddenly opened, and a middle-aged man with bald eyes walked in, his expression somewhat forlorn. Upon seeing Huang Yu, he immediately knelt before him. "Young Master Huang, I'm sorry. It's my fault for not raising my son well. I'm useless, so I raised such a rebellious son. I'm sorry to you, to Young Master Meng. I sincerely apologize to you and Young Master Meng!" He kowtowed three times solemnly, blood streaking his forehead, without a trace of pretense.

Fang Shunli remained silent. He had already made up his mind: he needed a scapegoat, and Fang Tianyou, the culprit, was clearly a good choice. As for Fang Kunlong, he would try to persuade him to continue working. If he couldn't, then he would just give up. In a situation like this, the only thing to do was to cut losses as much as possible and prevent them from escalating.

Huang Yu simply watched Fang Kunlong kowtow in silence. After he finished, he said coldly, "What I need is a solution. I have received your sincere apology and will pass it on. Discuss it among yourselves and give me a reply as soon as possible." With that, he left the ward to visit his brother in the intensive care unit.

The ward door was shut again, and Fang Kunlong remained kneeling on the ground, unwilling to rise. "Young Master, I only have one son. Please help me!"

A flicker of regret flashed across Fang Shunli's eyes. "Old Kun, you've been with me for so many years, twenty years. You know Tianyou's condition. He's already disabled and can't even have children. Give up. Find time to get IVF, and I'll find a woman to help you have a child. Have another child. Tianyou is no longer valuable."

These words brought Fang Kunlong to tears. He was already sixty years old. If he had another child, the child might not even reach adulthood, and he'd probably die. "Young Master, can I, can you let me think about it?"

"Yes. Also, gather the others back at the branch office for a meeting. Let's come up with a compensation plan. Old Kun, you've been with me for so long, and I'll compensate you for this. It's my duty. Think about it carefully. I'll give you some time off. If you're still in the mood to work, come up with a good solution." Fang Shunli didn't abandon him outright, but instead took on the responsibility. This is the art of leadership. Some things are destined to be undertaken. Hesitation leads to failure, so there's no need to hesitate.

Besides, even if he did, the family would agree to pay for it, and he wouldn't need to cover it outright. The reputation would be his, while the actual profits would be borne by the family. He would resist this a hundred times!

Fang Kunlong simply moved his lips and sighed, "I understand. I don't need to rest, Young Master. This matter was caused by my son, and I must handle it properly."

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