The Proud Life of Rebirth

The car window was rolled down, and Mo Shaokun saw Punk and the fat man talking with a cigar.

Then the black car drove away, and the fat man re-entered the castle.

Mo Shaokun raised his brows with a playful look in his eyes. With Punk's identity and temperament, he didn't seem like the kind of person who would chat with servants.

And this fat man, Mo Shaokun, has the impression that he is really the old patriarch's royal chef.

Almost without thinking too much, Mo Shaokun decided that there was something tricky about it.

He thought for a while, then stopped and sat on a chair beside him. Not long after, he saw the big fat man again, but at this moment the big fat man had already changed into casual clothes.

Straight into a gray car parked aside, the fat man was about to leave when he suddenly saw a person standing in front of him.

"Mr. Mo? May I ask you something?" The fat man poked his head out of the car window and asked Mo Shaokun with a smile.

Mo Shaokun chuckled and said, "Are you leaving the manor?"

"Uh... yes, I need to buy some ingredients."

"Would you mind giving me a lift? I happen to have some business to go out for a while." Mo Shaokun looked at the fat man with a smile.

Seeing that the fat man hesitated, Mo Shaokun asked again: "What? Is it inconvenient?"

"Uh...Mr. Mo, if you want to leave in your capacity, you can ask Master Clare to send you a special car. I'm afraid my broken car..."

"It's okay, you know, they are very busy at this time, how can I disturb them?" Mo Shaokun consciously stepped forward and opened the passenger's door and got into the car.

Seeing this, the big fat man couldn't say anything, he shrugged and said, "Well, if you don't mind my car being broken, I'd be happy to take you for a ride."

Mo Shaokun smiled and said nothing, the car started slowly and drove towards the outside of Ross Manor, Mo Shaokun chatted with this big fat man without saying a word along the way.

However, the behavior of the big fat man was quite normal, which made Mo Shaokun slightly puzzled, did he make a wrong judgment?

"It's a pity for the old patriarch. A respectable old man like him should live a long life." Mo Shaokun said seemingly unintentionally, but his eyes were fixed on the fat man.

The big fat man trembled slightly when he heard the words, and his face looked a little unnatural, then he forced a smile and said: "Yes, the old patriarch is a good person."

Mo Shaokun wasn't talking, but there was a weird smile on the corner of his mouth...

Chapter 828 Wills

In the blink of an eye, it was three days. During these three days, the whole manor was tense and busy.

The death of the old patriarch represents the end of an old era, which is not only related to the Ross family, but also involves many other levels.

No way, who made the Ross family too powerful?

Their existence can no longer be regarded as just a long-standing family, their existence has already penetrated into every aspect of this world.

No one person or country dares to underestimate them, not even a powerful parliament like Darkness!

There was a drizzle of rain in the sky at some point, and it seemed that even the heavens felt sad for the death of the old patriarch.

Headed by Harriman, several sons of the old patriarch stood on both sides of the gate to welcome guests one after another.

Those who can come to attend the funeral of the old patriarch are all real big shots, whether they are political figures of a certain country or the helm of a certain commercial giant ship.

If outsiders saw that the faces that frequently appeared on TV and newspapers were all gathered here at this moment, they might be so surprised that their eyes would drop.

A black Rolls Royce slowly stopped at the door, and the man in black sitting on the co-pilot quickly got out of the car and opened the back door.

The trembling, gray-haired old man walked down with a cane, and a blond boy on the other side hurried over to help the old man.

"Harriman, I'm sorry to hear such news, please forgive me." The old man came to Harriman and others with a sad face on his face.

"Mr. Foreman, thank you very much for coming." Harriman reached out to shake hands with the old man.

This person is Old Forman, the patriarch of the Forman family, and the current king of a certain European country.

And the one who supported him was none other than Danny, who was spoiled by Mo Shaokun.

At this moment, Danny also had a bit of pain on his face, but there was a little excitement in his eyes.

"Ross and I are old friends, and we have been in frequent contact since we were very young. I was shocked and sad to hear the news of his death." Old Forman said.

Harriman felt a little tired. In fact, the relationship between the two families didn't seem to be as good as he said, right?

But now that people said that, Harriman couldn't say anything, besides, he and the Foreman family still cooperated.

After all the guests arrived, the funeral officially began.

The old man in a white robe and holding a scepter was accompanied by a group of people to the funeral platform.

He will preside over the funeral of the old patriarch.

Mo Shaokun and Chu Huaisha stood in the crowd, and he looked at the old man in white robe with a little curiosity in his eyes.

Is this the legendary Pope?Perhaps only the patriarch of the Ross family has such a big face, let the Pope personally help him preside over the funeral.

Not far from Mo Shaokun, Punk and Danny stood side by side. The two whispered something from time to time, and occasionally looked at Mo Shaokun and Chu Huaisha.

Mo Shaokun didn't take their eyes seriously at all.

The funeral lasted for more than an hour, and then the old patriarch was buried in the Ross family cemetery.

A grand dinner is held in the banquet hall to entertain all guests.

But at the moment, everyone's thoughts are obviously not on the banquet, and everyone is guessing who will become the new head of the Ross family!

This is not only a matter for the Ross family itself, but also extremely important for these guests. They have cooperated with the Ross family, and whoever takes the stage will determine whether the future cooperation can continue smoothly.

"Thank you all for coming to my father's funeral. He is a great man and an idol that I and my brothers worship." Harriman, as the eldest son, is naturally the protagonist of today, and he said loudly while holding a glass of wine.

The guests all raised their wine glasses to signal to him, and occasionally someone offered words of comfort.

"Harriman, we would like to know who will succeed the Patriarch of Ross?" asked one of the guests.

Others also looked towards Harriman.

A smile appeared on Harriman's face and said: "No matter who inherits, I believe that the cooperation between the Ross family and everyone will not change. We will always be close partners like comrades-in-arms."

Everyone despises in their hearts, who would believe such nonsense?They just want to know the answer and the riddle now.

Looking at the expressions of the crowd, Harriman naturally knew what they were thinking.

He winked at his son beside him, and Punk left quickly.

Harriman said: "With everyone here, I would like to invite you to witness the birth of the new head of our Ross family."