CHAPTER 77: MEETING WITH GOLDEN EARTH REPRESENTATIVES

Zhao Yiming arrived at the meeting place, his footsteps quick but composed, after thoroughly discussing everything with Su Meilin earlier on the phone.

They decided to met on the designated spot to not waste time since ’Jin Haolong’ or clearly ’Golden Earth’ representative clearly didn’t want them to come with a sudden schedule.

Just behind him trailed a man in a crisp black suit and silver-rimmed glasses—his newly acquired lawyer from the system store.

He’d gotten the guy with a golden ticket, and fortunately, it was a one-time purchase. Once claimed, the lawyer could be used freely for an entire year without additional cost.

A damn good deal, considering Zhao Yiming had zero legal connections, and this man came with a guarantee: 100% win rate in court.

The system even said the guy could handle anything—inheritance disputes, land grabs, defamation, you name it.

Zhao Yiming had already decided: if Mr. Wu case finally arrived to the court, he’d lend this guy in a heartbeat.

And the lawyer?

His name was Lin Xian.

He looked young—mid-30s at most—but had the aura of someone who could kill with a contract and bury you with paperwork before you even noticed. Calm, clean-cut, and sharp-eyed.

Inside the quiet law firm, Su Meilin sat nervously in the reception area, dressed in modest clothes, but her nerves betrayed her. She stood up the moment she saw Zhao Yiming, her hands cold and clammy.

"Yiming..." she whispered. "I’m scared.

After all, Jin Haolong death was too sudden and there was this black legder missing... They must already realize it.

He patted her shoulder and gave her a warm smile. "Don’t worry. You’re not going in alone. Just follow our plan. You’ll be fine."

Then came the assistant, calling them in.

Inside the conference room sat two men in formal attire—representatives of the Golden Earth group. One of them stood up arrogantly, lips curled into a smile.

"Miss Su, thank you for coming. My name is Sun Laoqi and this is my partner Mr. Yu."

"We understand you were the deceased’s... companion. However, this is just a formality. Most of Mr. Jin’s assets are under our company name. There’s nothing for you to claim."

"Though we dont expect you to understand but we will gladly explain all of it in simple manner." he continue, clearly looking down on her.

Lin Xian pulled out a chair with calm precision, sat down next to Zhao Yiming and Su Meilin, and crossed his legs.

"My name is Lin Xian and this is Zhao Yiming. We represent Miss Su Meilin in this matter. And I believe that’s for the court to decide, not your mouth."

The two men looked at each other, frowning.

Mr. Yu chuckled. "Sir, no offense, but Jin Haolong was a key executive in our group."

"Everything under his name—properties, bank accounts, vehicles, even stocks—was processed through Golden Earth for convenience. Unfortunately, that means Miss Su is not entitled to anything."

Su Meilin’s breath caught in her throat. She didn’t actually want all of his inheritance, after all her ex husband get it with dirty jobs. But not at all?

It was too much even for her. She just want enough to keep living alone since she didn’t has a job yet.

But Lin Xian simply smiled. "Convenience? So, you’re claiming all assets are owned by the company?"

"That’s right."

Lin Xian leaned forward. "Then prove it. Every cent, every deed, every transfer of ownership—show me the documentation."

"Because unless you can legally prove that each asset was transferred from Jin Haolong to Golden Earth before his death, then you’re just holding stolen property."

Sun Laoqi narrowed his eyes. "You’re bluffing."

"I don’t bluff," Lin Xian said coldly. "Also, according to this letter," he held up a sealed document and carefully unfolded it, "Jin Haolong submitted a private letter of instruction to his lawyer three months ago."

"In it, he stated that in the event of his sudden death, half of his personal assets were to go to Su Meilin while the rest will go to his sister."

The document found in the safe when Zhao Yiming and the rest search for the black ledger. Turn out it was useful for this.

So Zhao smirked, his eyes never leave Sun Laoqi and Mr. Yu who face turned pale as they read the document slowly.

He didnt even need to lift a finger and everything goes smoothly.

"He was paranoid, wasn’t he?" Zhao Yiming muttered under his breath.

Lin Xian continued, tapping the table for emphasis. "Now, unless you want to escalate this to court, I suggest you cooperate."

"Otherwise, I’ll charge you with fraud, unlawful withholding of assets, obstruction, and intentional psychological distress."

Mr. Yu exploded. "You have no idea who you’re talking to!"

"And you," Zhao Yiming said with a smirk, "Have no idea who is this man in front of you now."

"This inheritance need to be shared properly and fairly, Miss Su also doesn’t want to take what isn’t her right?"

Su Meilin shake her head, "I just follow what my husband want and left for me. So I hope you do the same Mr. Sun and Yu." her voice a bit trembling but it was firm.

Silence filled the room like a heavy fog.

After a tense five minutes of murmured discussion and exchanged glares, the Golden Earth representatives sighed.

"...Fine. The money’s in multiple accounts. We’ll have the papers ready by tomorrow."

"And the rest?" Lin Xian asked.

"The apartment is under Golden Earth," one of them said stiffly. "It wasn’t his."

"As expected," Lin Xian nodded. "So, we’ll only take what was truly his. But remember—we’ll be auditing every inch of this."

The Golden Earth men stood up and walked out, embarrassed and humiliated.

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Back outside, Su Meilin exhaled like she had been holding her breath the entire time.

"I-I really did it?" she asked, still trembling. "I’m... getting the money?"

Zhao Yiming smiled. "Not just money. Half of everything he left. It’s yours now."

"Thank you," she whispered, clutching his arm, "Thank you so much, Yiming. I don’t know what I would’ve done without you."

"Though, I’m glad the apartment not in my hands now... I don’t think I will be a good owner." she sighed again as if all the burden finally lifted from her shoulder.

He looked away, a bit awkward, and rubbed the back of his neck. "Nah... just doing what’s right."

Beside him, Lin Xian adjusted his glasses, emotionless. "I will follow up tomorrow for the bank account transfer, title confirmation, and asset breakdown. Until then, Miss Su, rest well. And stay alert. They might not be happy."

"R-right," she nodded.

As Lin Xian walked away like a silent ghost, Zhao Yiming grinned.

"One golden ticket well spent." he murmured under his breath.

"But I think we need to meet Jin Haolong’s sister, I’m afraid the Golden Earth won’t give her, her right..." Su Meilin proposed, "I’m also worried about her."

"Ah, I heard she has a really bad social anxiety." Zhao Yiming nodded, "You know her address, right? Let’s found her."