Quan Xingfa ignored the blood on his head and grabbed the ashtray from the table, smashing it at Quan Jiu. "I'll beat you to death, you jinxed, cheap whore! You killed your parents when you were born, and then your husband. Now you..."
The vast inheritance, not even a penny to be obtained, was undoubtedly a slow torture for Quan Xingfa's family.
...
After leaving Quan Xingfa's house, Quan Jiu went to Tongqing Bank.
The lobby manager was the same person as before. Upon seeing Quan Jiu, he recognized her immediately and enthusiastically stepped forward to inquire.
When Quan Jiu stated her purpose, the lobby manager directly called for an internal manager. Soon, the manager who had assisted Quan Jiu last time came out. He looked at Quan Jiu with some surprise, as it had been twelve years.
"You want to retrieve the goods? Did you find the password?"
Quan Jiu nodded slightly. "Grandma told me the password, but it's been so long, I almost forgot."
The manager added, "After you left last time, that family came back. Without the password, they pressured our bank and caused a huge commotion. We finally had to call the police to drive them away."
"The inheritance was left to me by Grandma. They used all sorts of methods to force me to reveal the password. Back then, I didn't have the ability to resist them, so I could only grit my teeth and refuse to speak the password, enduring until now to retrieve the goods."
As they spoke, they arrived at the vault. The manager, as usual, opened the door and let Quan Jiu enter alone.
Compared to last time, this time, less than two minutes later, someone came out holding a scroll.
"You're done?" the manager asked, puzzled. Something worth over a billion was just a scroll?
"I won't take the rest. The remainder will continue to be stored here under my name. Please help me with the procedures."
The manager nodded in understanding and took Quan Jiu to handle the retrieval and storage procedures. Just as she finished, Tong Xiuqiong arrived at the bank in a hurry.