I saw comrades in the group complaining about my update speed. I updated a chapter in two days. I really should complain about it.
At this point in the article, the matter between Liang Jian and Luo Guanzhong has basically come to an end. Of course, there are still a few small foreshadowings that will be revealed later. You can guess which small foreshadowings they are.
In the past two days, I have been thinking about what everyone said about Liang Jian going to Beijing. Before the outcome of this matter comes, let's take a look at the Tang family's legacy.
Don’t worry, it won’t be too long!
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Probably because the matter of the will whetted their appetite, most people felt that it was uninteresting. After taking a few bites, they all put down their chopsticks and took wine glasses, sipping on them one after another.
Liang Jian also had no appetite, but it was not because of the will, but because Tang Jingyu stared at him from time to time. The power of hatred was too strong, which seriously affected Liang Jian's taste.
The second master at the same table was drinking wine slowly and did not feel that the atmosphere in the room was depressing at all. Tang Yi, on the other hand, did not move his chopsticks and sat there as straight as a pine. Occasionally he glanced at the second master, and occasionally he looked at the second master.
Take a look at Old Tang.
When it comes to Old Tang, the painting style is a little different. Liang Jian feels a little bit unbearable. He is gobbling up and eating, as if he has been hungry for many days. He must have found a skinny and hungry homeless person on the street.
When the Han Dynasty came back, he would eat and look like him.
Tang Ningyi looked at him with disgust and disgust. After enduring it for a long time, she finally seemed to be unable to bear it any longer. She dropped her chopsticks and shouted, "Tang Ningguo, please pay attention to your image!"
Old Tang put down the pig hand he was holding, took a napkin and wiped his mouth. He looked up at him and said calmly: "Ning Yi, don't throw your chopsticks! Why can't you get rid of this bad habit at such an old age?
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Tang Ning's face turned pale with anger and she was about to retort when the second master suddenly put down his wine glass and said, "Ning Guo is right! Ning Yi, if you throw your chopsticks, you will throw my face out too!"
Tangning heard these words one by one and had to swallow the words that came to her lips. She dared not speak out in anger.
Suddenly, the second master looked up at Liang Jian and said: "Ning's country, the wine is gone, pour some wine!"
Liang Jian couldn't react at first. It wasn't until Old Tang kicked him under the table that he realized that the second master was calling him. He hesitated for a moment, then stood up and took the wine bottle from Old Tang.
, walked around the table and poured wine for the second master.
Before the wine was filled, the second master asked: "What's your name?"
"Liang Jian!" Liang Jian replied.
The second master didn't say anything. After the wine was poured, Liang Jian returned to his seat. As soon as he sat down, he heard the second master ask Old Tang: "Since this son recognizes him, how can he not change his surname?"
Although the second master is the elder, changing his surname is a big deal. What's more, although the Liang family's parents are not related by blood, they treat him as if he were his own son and have not treated him badly since he was a child. Liang Jian has never thought about changing his surname. At this time, he heard
When the second master suddenly mentioned it, Liang Jian felt a little unhappy. However, for Old Tang's sake, Liang Jian did not immediately refute. However, Old Tang did not disappoint him either.
In response to the second master's questioning, Old Tang smiled faintly and replied: "It is not easy for the Liang family to raise Liang Jian. It is unjustifiable to change his surname now! Besides, he is his own son, so it doesn't matter what his surname is! It's not his own, even if you give him
It’s useless to have the Chinese character Tang carved on his face!”
Old Tang's words seemed to mean something. Liang Jian subconsciously looked at Tang Jingyu. His cheeks were a little red, and the shame and anger in his eyes were about to burst out. But when he looked at Old Tang again, he didn't even look at Tang Jingyu.
The second master chuckled and said: "That's what I said, but if a person with a foreign surname takes over the Tang family's business, it will not sound good!"
As soon as the second master finished speaking, Tang Ningyi, who had always had a gloomy face, couldn't help it any longer. She opened her mouth to speak, but the second master glanced over and said, "I'm talking to Ning Guo. Sit tight for me!"
Tang Ning seemed to be a little scared of this second master, so she held her breath and endured it again.
Old Tang glanced at Tang Ning, smiled, and then said to the second master, "I'm not even interested in this mess of the Tang family, let alone my son! If you don't believe me, ask him yourself!"
The second master showed some displeasure on his face and said: "How come the Tang family has become such a mess? Don't think that I don't know what you are doing outside now? Do you really think that you are still living like that in your seventies and eighties? Even if you don't think about yourself,
Do you also want to think about your son? Do you still want those things to happen again? "
When mentioning what happened back then, Old Tang's face darkened, he put down his chopsticks heavily, and said to the second master: "I think you all know who was behind what happened back then! I see it all.
For the sake of the family's sake, we won't hold anything accountable. I won't mention it today, and you'd better not mention it either, otherwise, don't blame me for not giving you a good look!" After Old Tang finished speaking, his eyes moved slightly, landing on Tang Ningyi, and he snorted.
After making a sound, he picked up the chopsticks again and continued to eat his own.
Liang Jian didn't know much about what they said about that year. Although Lao Tang and Li Yuanli mentioned it, they all mentioned it in one sentence. At this moment, it sounds like what happened back then must have been quite a big deal.
After Old Tang lost his temper like this, the room became quiet. The second master had a sullen face and stopped talking.
After a while, someone's cell phone rang. The ethnic ringtone broke the silence in the room, and it was a bit humorous. But no one dared to laugh.
The phone belonged to a young man in his early thirties sitting at the end table. When the phone rang, he stood up, bowed to apologize, and walked out to answer the phone.
However, his call seemed to break some kind of deadlock. Tang Yi, who had not spoken since the beginning of the meal, finally said: "Everyone has eaten, right? It's almost done, let's get down to business!"
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After Tang Yi finished speaking, he looked at the Second Master: "Second Master, come and read the will!"
The second master nodded, reached out to pick up a bag from the ground and took out a stack of paper. Liang Jian glanced at it and saw that there were at least a dozen pages.
Isn't this all a will? Liang Jian thought to himself.
The second master rummaged around in the pile of papers, and finally pulled out two pieces of paper. He squinted for a while, but he probably couldn't see clearly. He rummaged in the bag again, but he didn't seem to find what he was looking for.
. He sighed, handed the paper to Tang Yi, and said, "Come and read it! I am old and my eyesight is no longer good!"
Before Tang Yi stretched out his hand, Tang Ningyi suddenly reached out and grabbed it: "I'll read it!"
As soon as Tangning took the paper, her expression changed after she glanced at it! After reading two lines, her expression became even darker.
"Bang!"
Tang Ning slapped the two pieces of paper on the table one by one. Several wine glasses were poured on the table. Tang Ning pointed to a certain place on the paper and asked the second master angrily: "How is this possible! The old man will not immediately
Such a will!"
The second master asked him: "How is it impossible! The will is right in front of you! How can it be fake?"
Tang Ning looked at the second master, then turned to look at Old Tang. A few seconds later, she suddenly shouted: "The old man never mentioned the will at all. I doubt its authenticity!"
Old Tang sneered when he heard this, but said nothing. The second master glared and shouted: "You think I am full! If you have doubts, you can use this will to verify it.
It has your father's autograph on it! Moreover, when this will was made, Lawyer Wang from the First Law Firm was also present. If you don't believe it, you can call him and ask him over now to ask clearly!"
"Then why did the old man never mention the will?" Tang Ningyi was still unwilling to give in.
The second master snorted and said, "Look at how you look now, why would he mention it to you?"
After Tangning was stunned for a moment, she suddenly dropped like a deflated rubber ball.
"Okay, don't embarrass yourself. If you don't want to read it, give the will to Tang Yi and ask him to read it!" The second master scolded impatiently! Tang Ningyi's expression kept changing, and suddenly there was something crazy in his eyes. Liang Jian
He happened to see it, realized what he wanted to do, and was about to remind Tang Yi that Tang Yi had already moved. One hand pressed on Tang Ningyi's shoulder, and the other hand easily pulled out the two pieces of paper from under his hand.
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"Ning Yi, calm down first. The old man has only one wish in his life, which is that you and Ning Guo can live in harmony!" Tang Yi said with a sigh.
Tangning snorted, reached out and patted his hand on his shoulder, stood up and left: "Jingyu, let's go!"
Tang Jingyu didn't move as if he didn't hear it.
Tangning frowned and shouted again.
Tang Jingyu lowered his head, did not move, and replied: "Uncle, you go first, I won't leave!"
Tang Ning was stunned for a moment, looking at Tang Jingyu with disbelief on her face: "What did you call me?"
Tang Jingyu didn't answer again.
Tang Ning looked at him, then looked up at Old Tang, suddenly laughed, and said continuously: "Okay! Very good! It is indeed very good! Tang Ningguo, you are so cruel!"
Old Tang glanced at him coldly and said, "Who can beat you in a competition?"
Tang Ning stared at him with squinted eyes for a while, then went out without looking back. Old Tang looked at Tang Jingyu for the first time, his eyes a little complicated, and after a while, he suddenly sighed softly.
As soon as Tang Ning left, the second master said: "Tang Yi, read it!"
Tang nodded.
The will is very simple, and the Tang family's property does not sound too big to be imagined. However, if you taste it carefully, you will always taste something thrilling.
The will mentioned that the Tang family’s real estate properties around the world, including the United States, Canada and three domestic properties, were inherited by Liang Jian. However, the villa on the outskirts of the city did not seem to be included in the will.
Apart from these, other people in the family, such as Mengmeng and others, did not inherit much. And Tang Jingyu's name was not mentioned in the will at all. Tang Jingyu sat at this table and listened.
As Tang Yi recited the words line by line, his face turned pale bit by bit.
The will was read quickly, and Liang Jian inherited nothing except those few properties. To this extent, it was not considered that Liang Jian could take over the Tang family business. The will mentioned that at present, the Tang family
All industrial chains are presided over by Old Tang and assisted by Tang Yi. In other words, from now on, Old Tang is the head of the Tang family.
Liang Jian was surprised that Tang Yi had mentioned a successor before, as well as what the second master had just said. But he was surprised because Old Tang would be much better at inheriting the Tang family's business than Liang Jian!
Liang Jian knew that those properties must be worth a lot of money, but owning so many properties at once might not be a good thing for him. As far as he knew, foreign property taxes were not like those in China.
The property tax is probably enough for him to drink a pot!