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- Update time: 2012-06-29
The opera on the stage was sung very well, at least in Yang Zongbao's opinion, it was no different from what it sounded like on TV.
"Mom, let me toast you." Yang Tianming suddenly stood up holding his glass.
The old lady of the Yang family picked up the wine cup and touched her lips lightly.
"Zongbao, we will be a family from now on. If you need anything, please tell me." Shen Rou also received Yang Zongbao like a hostess. It seemed that she had wanted to say this all night, but she just didn't have the chance. Yang Zongbao realized that she was too eager and swallowed his saliva.
If an ordinary person were in Yang Zongbao's position, he would probably be grateful for his generosity. But anyone with a little bit of brains would know that Shen Rou considers herself the master. The implication is that Yang Zongbao, you are an outsider. I, Shen Rou, make the decision in this family. You have to ask me for anything you need.
Yang Zongbao was sitting on the stool, his buttocks reluctant to leave the stool.
"Yang Zongbao, what do you mean, my mother is toasting you." Yang Shuo couldn't stand it anymore, stood up and slapped the table.
"Yang Shuo, it's okay. I think Yang Zongbao is still not used to it."
Look, Shen Rou pretends to be so generous. There is no displeasure on his face, which shows his skill that has been developed over time.
Yang Shuo was held down by Shen Rou angrily.
Shen Rou's performance immediately won the approval of some elders at the table, and everyone encouraged her with their eyes.
"It's not that I don't accept good intentions, it's that first of all, there are some things that need to be explained clearly by Aunt Shen." Yang Zongbao sat on the chair calmly and took a sip of tea.
"You're still kicking your nose and face?" Yang Shuo became excited again.
"I would like to ask who killed my mother and put me in a mental hospital." Yang Zongbao ignored Yang Shuo's jumping around and asked Shen Rou directly. In fact, before this, Yang Zongbao also thought about many versions, how to bring up this matter, whether to investigate secretly in private, or through some other means. But today Yang Zongbao suddenly discovered that many times it is better to expose other people's scars by going straight to the point.
Just like now, Shen Rou's perfect face also hesitated, even though it was only a short moment, it was enough to make many thoughtful people think a little.
There is a drama on the stage, and there is also a drama off the stage. It is pure and ugly at the end of life, and it is full of life.
"That's enough. As soon as I came back, there was no peace at home. I can't eat this meal." Unexpectedly, Yang Tianming was the first to get angry, which was slightly beyond Yang Zongbao's expectation.
"No, this kid is also ignorant." Shen Rou's actions and words made people sick and want to vomit.
"I didn't come back, it was you who called me. Please make it clear." Faced with my anger, Yang Zongbao didn't think there was anything wrong. Maybe he just regarded Yang Tianming as a stranger in his heart, so there was no emotional connection. burden.
"Go back." Yang Tianming was so angry that he could only say this.
"It's not your turn to speak here." The old lady of the Yang family, who had been watching the show, finally spoke up. When she opened her mouth, everyone shut up, including the opera singers.
Seeing this situation, the villagers who were eating and drinking, their burning gossip souls awakened, and they all stopped their chopsticks to watch the richest family in the village singing an opera. Of course, some of them were reluctant to part with the delicious food on the table. , put some into your mouth from time to time, watch some, and eat some to complete the meal.
"Mom" Yang Tianming felt aggrieved by the old lady's refusal to give him face.
"Zongbao, come back with me."
Even though he was reluctant, Yang Zongbao still helped the old lady of the Yang family back to her house.
There was a little old man in the room, thinking to himself.
"Is this the guy?" The little old man squinted his eyes and looked at Yang Zongbao.
"Well, she is tougher than me." The old lady's attitude was very strange, and she did not blame Yang Zongbao for ruining the New Year's Eve dinner.
"Let me take a look." After saying this, the old man stood up, but he was still a head lower than Yang Zongbao. The old man had no choice but to grab Yang Zongbao's collar and pull him in front of him.
"Well, his face is very good." He said this after looking at it for a long time.
"Master." Baoguo called after him.
"Well, do you still have the nerve to call me master?" The little old man aimed all his artillery fire at Baoguo.
"Well, that's because Brother Bao doesn't want to go, saying you are a magic stick." Baoguo hugged his head to prevent him from being beaten by the old man.
"Magic stick? Do I look like a magic stick?" Baoguo still couldn't avoid the little old man's beating.
"Okay, you forgot about business." The old lady of the Yang family really couldn't stand the noise.
"Uh, okay." The little old man stopped lecturing Baoguo, sat down again, poured himself a glass, and took a sip: "I know you have questions in your heart, you can ask me."
Yang Zongbao asked the old lady of the Yang family for her opinion, and the old lady nodded.
"What happened to my mother's death?" Yang Zongbao asked.
"Maybe you don't remember, but your mother's death was indeed an accident."
It was beyond Yang Zongbao¡¯s expectation, but it was hard for Yang Zongbao to say anything. After all, he was still young and his memories were not very clear.
"But it was true that Shen Rou did something behind your back." The little old man said slowly: "But what happened is over, it's best for you not to pursue it. All you can do now is to be safe and sound. Live life.¡±
"Is this a threat?" Yang Zongbao also let go and sat down opposite the little old man: "I feel a little bit at a loss."
"That's right, this is to prevent you from falling into a dilemma. No one in this house can save money, and even your grandma will not be able to protect you." The little old man continued to speak speciously.
"I will make the decision on my own matters."
"You have a very stubborn temper, and you will suffer a loss." The little old man didn't know if he was being sarcastic, but the tone was not so pleasant to accept.
"Some things in Zongbao are not what you imagine. I will compensate you for the suffering you have suffered, including the entire Huaxing Group." The old lady sighed, knowing that the previous incident must have been a hurdle in Yang Zongbao's heart. That incident I also blamed myself for not stopping it back then.
In fact, Yang Zongbao also knew that the source of this incident might not be such a big conspiracy. But sometimes it¡¯s just a matter of breath, and you must implement what you insist on, otherwise the passing years will become meaningless.
"I accept." Yang Zongbao gave an answer that surprised everyone.
"Do you accept it?" The little old man wanted to find some flaws in Yang Zongbao's face, which was calm and calm. But unfortunately, Yang Zongbao doesn't look forced at all.
¡°Just accept it, let¡¯s call the lawyer to start the process tomorrow.¡± The old lady said.
"That's probably a bit difficult. You know this is a critical period, and all parties are looking at the shares in your hand." The little old man stopped the old lady from doing so.
"What should we do?" asked the old lady of the Yang family.
"If the shares are transferred to Zongbao now, then he must appear in the public eye. Those relatives of the emperor are relatively quiet now. Once your shares reach the level of this ignorant person, "Boy, do you think your precious grandson can survive in a chaotic battle?" The old man hit the nail on the head.
"I believe he has a way."
"I'm sorry, I think you are talking about me? Can you ask the person involved for my opinion?" Yang Zongbao found it a bit funny to be talked about by two unfamiliar old people.
"What do you think?" asked the old lady of the Yang family.
"I accept but do not participate. All actions have nothing to do with me."
"Anyone who stopped talking to Yang Zongbao would feel that he had no good intentions and no good people.
¡°You¡¯re a very indolent boy,¡± the little old man said.
"Both each other." Yang Zongbao took this as appreciation.
"They will come to kowtow to me later, so stop showing off. Shen Rou, don't mess with her for now." After the old lady said that, she went into the back room to change clothes.
¡°General manager?¡± Yang Zongbao asked when Baoguo and the old man were the only ones left here.
"That was someone else's random nickname. This nickname is really uncomfortable. It must have been Baoguo who told you." The manager glanced at Baoguo and continued, "Tell me, what's the purpose?"
"Why has your attitude towards me changed so much? Compared to Yang Shuo who grew up in this family, I don't have any advantages at all? Why are you so nice to me?" Yang Zongbao felt that since he was on his side openly, there were some words You might as well ask clearly.
"That's because your grandma only recognizes you as her grandson." The manager replied slowly.
"Why?" This is the key that Yang Zongbao needs to know.
"It's funny, because every generation of your Yang family always has three red hairs on the top of the head that are thicker than the other hairs. Your grandma insists that only those with this obvious feature are the grandsons of the Yang family."
"This explanation is too ridiculous. Without these three red hairs, wouldn't it be Yang Tianming's species?" Yang Zongbao felt incomprehensible.
"When your grandfather was alive, he was a famous Feng Shui master in the village, so your name was chosen in advance. It is said that you will have a great future in the future." The manager acceptedHe acted cynically and pretended to be a worldly expert.
"Can you believe nonsense?" Yang Zongbao sneered.
"This kind of thing was not invented by people of our time. Since it has been passed down from our ancestors, there is always a certain reason. No matter what age your family is, only the guy with three red hairs on his head can take the lead. It's not up to you. Grandma doesn't believe it." The manager took out a cigarette rod from his pocket, struck a match, and said, "Don't get hung up on this issue. As long as you know that your grandma will recognize you as a grandson. Nothing else can be guaranteed, but a lifetime of food and clothing is still possible.¡±
Yang Zongbao raised his eyebrows: "Being raised as a pig?"
"It's better than being raised like a mouse." Unexpectedly, the manager was also a poisonous snake.
"Okay, you can do whatever you want. As long as I have money to spend, I'm just an animal. What else can I expect?"
"Brother Bao, you are not an animal." Baoguo showed his sense of existence.
Yang Zongbao looked at his hair and really didn¡¯t know if he really had low emotional intelligence or if it was fake. If he couldn't see the overt and covert struggle between himself and the manager to protect the country, then how did he survive in the cruel world outside?
Some people are proud of their high IQ and low EQ. To Yang Zongbao, this seems to be a complete idiot's explanation for his disability.
"By the way, Zongbao, you are also very capable. You are very successful in school." It seems that as Baoguo's master, the manager does not seem to take some of Baoguo's words seriously: "But after all, A grasshopper with a big butt can¡¯t jump very high. It¡¯s a crooked way, not the mainstream.¡±
"Are you lecturing me?" Yang Zongbao didn't feel very comfortable being taught a lesson by someone. Who was the other person? Why should he be so arrogant about himself: "What position do you stand in when you say this? In my opinion In my memory, there is no such person as you. If you give me benefits, I may be patient and listen to your nagging. Since you have no kindness to me and you are not my elder, why should you let me do it. East and West?"
Yang Zongbao¡¯s words are like the reaction of an adolescent child when his self-esteem is hurt. But the strange thing is that the expression on Yang Zongbao's face does not match what he said. Too calm, or in other words, the appearance is not what it is.
"Since you are so ignorant, let me go with you." The manager was also faintly angry.
"Brother Bao, please say goodbye, master" Baoguo anxiously eased the conflict between the two. - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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