"What?!" Lin Xianfeng exclaimed in shock.
"Oh, this is your money!" Li Hanchen pulled out a check from his pocket and slapped it onto his chest, "I hope this is enough for you to buy yourself a gravesite."
Lin Xianfeng caught the sliding check, his eyes bulging at the sight of the less-than-six-figure sum.
"This is impossible, this can't be..."
A fortune of billions, and to have so little, not even reaching a hundred thousand?
"Quite normal," Li Hanchen shrugged, "because your company has been completely short sold by us, after subtracting the debts you owe, that's all that's left. Come to think of it, I should thank you. Your timely imprisonment has been a huge help to us, saving us at least tens of millions in operational funds."
Everyone stopped paying attention to him and left the exit together.
The lawyer stuffed a pile of documents into Lin Xianfeng's hands and slipped his hands into his suit pockets.
