Mr. Tan's funeral is scheduled for five days later. As the saying goes, a skinny camel is bigger than a horse. Now, although the Tan family is clearly in decline, everyone, regardless of business or government officials, has given them the honor to come and attend.
The local TV station in Luo City even broadcast the funeral. The huge old house looked particularly solemn and solemn under the lens of the camera.
Tan Zhaohu suddenly remembered the newly built ancestral hall in the middle of the lake. It was built under the supervision of the old man. Now that he lives in it, it can be regarded as... a worthy death.
Tan Xiaoxiaojizhao realized that the idiom was very flexible. He picked up the black shirt on the hanger and put it on. Because of the hot weather, he did not fasten the buttons on the collar and even rolled up the sleeves to his elbows.
After tidying up in the full-length mirror, Tan Zhao took out a pair of sunglasses and put them on. Instantly, he had the aura of a gangster who "comes to find trouble": "How is it? Isn't my brother handsome today?"
Gu Chang leaned back on the sofa silently, then took out his cell phone and typed: "Are you really going to attend the old man's funeral?"
"Of course, if I don't go out, what will the outside world think of me!"
Gu Chang glanced at the person: "You don't look like someone who cares about other people's opinions."
Tan Zhao took off his sunglasses and hung them on his chest: "That's not to say, well, later today, the lawyer will come to announce the old man's will."
Gu Chang understood instantly: "Admit it, you just want to go to the theater."
You can't say that. Tan Zhao casually defended himself and invited Gu Chang to go with him again. But it was obvious that Gu would rather take an increasingly terrifying medicinal bath at home than give Mr. Tan a bath.
Incense stick.
Tan Zhao didn't force it. It just so happened that he went to his old house today to make a break with the Tan family.
Generally speaking, discerning families will keep their bodies in mourning for a few days. This is based on local customs. For example, the old man is considered to have lived a long life this year, so it is not impossible to have a funeral, but... Tan's conditions do not allow it. Now in the business world
Things are changing rapidly. Business opponents don’t care whether you are holding a funeral or a happy event at home. They will take action when it is time to take action.
So when July 1st arrived, the Tan family decided to bury the old man. No matter how grand the ceremony was, most of the attendees felt like they were in the clear mirror.
Of course, smart people would not comment. The ceremony went very smoothly. When the old man's funeral was held, Uncle Tan said goodbye to the guests, and the entire old house, except for the servants, was filled with Tan family members.
Naturally, Tan Zhao is included. He came neither early nor late today. A dandy like him can do anything. Uncle Tan has obviously checked the information about the monster hunter, so when he saw him, he even wore a hair strand.
fear.
He didn't cause trouble, just like an invisible man. There were indeed juniors who tried to stab him, but Tan Zhao was stunned and didn't even pay attention. He played on his mobile phone until late in the evening.
It was the moment of encountering the devil again, and the fiery red sunset turned the lake surface red, giving it a feeling of dripping blood.
Tan Zhao threw a stone into the lake, and Tan Jingxing's voice came from behind: "Brother Qi, we are going to announce our will."
"Finally, Jing Xing, can I ask you a question?"
Tan Jingxing hesitated: "What?"
"Did the old man make this will before he suddenly fell ill, or when he recovered from his illness?"
Tan Jingxing couldn't give an answer, but Tan Zhao soon knew the answer - it had been established before.
Rich people like to make wills. This is nothing new, but Mr. Tan is famous for "chatting" with lawyers. He is probably afraid that his children and grandchildren will live too comfortably. To put it inappropriately, Mr. Tan would rather meet a lawyer than meet his relatives.
Even more times.
Why was Tan Zhao so sure that the will was made before? Because when he heard it at the end, he found that his name was still on it.
This is... very spiritual.
"This is impossible! How could the old man give Xiao Qi so many shares?"
That’s right, shares again!
But there is nothing wrong with making it this way. Judging from the time when the will was made, it happened to be the time when Tan Zhao was seriously ill and was in the hospital for a whole month. The old man was strong and strong, and he was about to run out of work. So making such a will is actually
Indirectly hand over the weight to Sanfang.
Who knows, if it weren't for the wrong occasion, Tan Zhao would have wanted to slap the table and laugh out loud.
Tan was leaning slantedly on the scarlet sofa. He was dressed in black and looked even more picturesque. He was obviously a sickly and dandy, but somehow he gave people the feeling of looking down on the world.
"This... I deserve it, I deserve it."
Everyone in the Tan family: That expression on your face doesn’t mean that at all!
Although the majority of the shares were left to Uncle Tan in the will, Tan Zhao's holdings exceeded 10%. In addition to the holdings of the third and fourth houses, if the other party joins the board of directors, they can still take action against Uncle Tan.
to threats.
Uncle Tan's face was extremely ugly. In contrast, Father Tan's expression became more relaxed.
Everyone has their own thoughts. Tan Zhao crossed his legs and waited until the last cash and private property were settled before he said: "Actually, I have no interest in being a director of the group. You know me, what about my fate?"
It’s not good. I see that I’m not going to live long. To me, the shares are just a short contract.”
"So, if someone can come up with conditions that make me tempted, I might give away all the shares~"
Tan Jingxing: ...Here comes another gift.
Tan's father was the first to speak: "Nonsense! This is what the old man left for you, how can you give it away casually!"
Tsk, tired of hearing this, Tan Zhao cast his eyes on Uncle Tan. It was obvious that he had seen the surveillance camera in the corridor of the old house. The fear in his eyes was unstoppable, so he took the lead and said, "What do you think, uncle?"
Whether a person has negotiation capital or not can be seen from the title. Uncle Tan obviously knows this well: "Tan Zhao, what on earth do you want to do? You have made the old man mad, and you want to ruin his mind. What else do you have?"
No heart?"
As soon as these words came out, everyone in the room was shocked. Even the lawyer who announced the will raised his head in surprise.
Oh my gosh, the Tan family was caught off guard. Is the new head of the Tan family not afraid of making the family scandal public?
Tan Zhao was not annoyed at all: "Oh, is there anything else?"
"Tan Zhao, if you had any guts, you shouldn't have accepted this will." Uncle Tan put on a pitiful voice, "Did you know that the old man was still calling your name before he died!"
"What? He still wants to drag me down the road to hell?" Tan Zhao smiled slightly, but the smile did not reach his eyes, "Why bother, I don't have much time. Look at my father, he also knows how to keep his composure.
Tell me not to be arrogant. When I die, the shares will not be his. How much is my integrity worth? Have you ever seen me?"
"Tan Zhao, you are so stubborn! The old man even left his shares to you. How can he feel sorry for you? Just tell me!"
This means that he is sure that he can't tell. At least the character of the Tan family is "everyone sweeps the snow in front of their own door". After all, there will be no pain unless the injury falls on them.
Why did Tan Zhao insist on making this trip? The will was secondary. The main reason was that he wanted to take advantage of the fact that the Tan family was all together this time and tell everyone the good news: "I'm sorry, after you die, let's see if the old man is on the 17th."
You will know whether it is the first level of hell or the eighteenth level of hell. However, I am not here today to tell you about these things, but to tell you a piece of news. Of course, it is up to you whether you believe it or not."
What news?
Although everyone didn't ask, their ears were perked up. Uncle Tan wanted to stop him, but at this moment, he was inexplicably unable to make a sound. He looked at Tan Zhao in fear, and all he could hear was the devil's whisper: "
The inheritance of the Tan family is over~"
After saying that, he no longer cared about everyone's attention. Shi Shiran signed his name on the will, then patted Tan's father's chair back and said softly: "Can you lend me a moment to speak?"
Tan's father looked extremely ugly. He nodded to Tan's mother and finally walked out.
"Tan Jinggui, what have you gone crazy about recently? Are you really mad at me?"
Too close, Tan Zhao took two steps back: "No, he died because of the backlash of the inheritance. As you know, our family can grow so strong because of the nutrients I have absorbed. How unfair this is, so
I grafted the inheritance onto the old man, after all, he loves me so much, are you right?"
This was half true and half false, and Tan's father didn't believe it, but from the look on his eldest brother's face, it seemed somewhat believable.
"What exactly do you want to do? Do you want to destroy the entire Tan family?"
This is hard to say, so Tan Zhao said: "What I want is very simple. As long as you, father, cut off relations with me and Gu Chang, then I will give you the shares that the old man just gave me with both hands."
Is it a son or a share?
Tan's father didn't even hesitate: "Okay, I hope you will do what you say."
Of course, Tan Zhao did what he said and dropped a "little seed" in the hearts of the Tan family, so he would not go back and say more. Rich people always have some privileges if they want to do things.
As soon as Tan Zhao got his and Gu Chang's household registration book, he signed his name on the donation contract. As soon as Tan's father got the contract, he turned against her heartlessly. As for Tan's mother, Tan Zhao didn't even meet her.
superior.
By the time Tan Zhao drove away from his old house, he was no longer the seventh son of the Tan family who was famous in Luo City.
"Do you want me to change my surname? No, no, no, forget it. That's too troublesome. This is not the only family in the world with the surname Tan. I still like the name Tan Zhao very much."
Gu Chang:...You have said everything, what can I say?
However, although Brother Gu silently complained in his heart, he was very happy holding the household registration book. He glanced at it, then couldn't help but look at it, then put it flatly, picked up his mobile phone and typed: "Why should I give him the shares?
Doesn’t this look like you?"
What's his style?
Tan Zhao changed into his home clothes and lay comfortably on the sofa: "You don't understand, if God wants to kill him, he must first make him crazy. If he doesn't give him some capital, how can he fight with our uncle?"