After the flash marriage, the wealthy husband can’t hide his vest

Huo Zhengde couldn't get off the stage, so Huo Shaohua looked at him calmly: "Third brother, you can't bear to leave?"

Huo Zhengde laughed: "Old Jiu, what you said is right. Our father has just passed away, and our family needs a happy event. Beilin's wedding is a big event, so naturally this gift should not be taken lightly. I am already ready. As long as Beilin gets married, it will definitely be a blessing." You are generous, and speaking of Laojiu, are you willing to give the shares in your hand to your eldest nephew as a wedding gift?"

Huo Zhengde deliberately generalized Huo Shaohua. Everyone knew that Huo Shaohua and Huo Beilin were not at odds, so how could he give such an expensive gift.

Huo Shaohua curled his lips, glanced at Huo Beilin, and asked loudly: "Huo Beilin, when is the wedding date."

The two of them were sitting at a table each, a few meters apart. Huo Beilin said expressionlessly: "Still..."

"The fifth day of next month." Huo Dong snatched Huo Beilin's words. In fact, the wedding date was not promising, but this day was not bad.

Huo Dong also wanted to settle down quickly and wanted to see what Huo Shaohua wanted to say.

"The fifth day of next month." Huo Shaohua knocked on the table, stood up, and walked to Huo Beilin: "Pick up the wine glass and have a drink."

Do you two want to drink?

When did the relationship get so good?

Huo Beilin couldn't understand Huo Shaohua's intention and stood up: "Uncle Ninth."

When Huo Shaohua heard this, Uncle Jiu, a flash of surprise flashed deep in his eyes.

Because Huo Beilin hasn't called him Uncle Jiu for many years.

Huo Shaohua looked at Huo Beilin carefully, smiled, and said in Huo Beilin's ear: "Boy, you did a good job."

The sound was so small that only two people could hear it.

The rest of the Huo family were also surprised to see the two of them so close.

What does Huo Laojiu want to do today?

Huo Laojiu didn't even have any sense of presence during the old man's funeral. Why did this happen today?

When Huo Beilin heard this, the subtle change in his expression betrayed him, and he almost lost his composure.

After all, Huo Beilin has no memory. For him, everything here is strange.

Before this, he only looked at photos and information, which was a completely different feeling.

Could it be that Huo Shaohua saw that he had lost his memory?

Huo Beilin knew that if his amnesia was revealed, their room would be in danger. This was what Huo Dong kept whispering in his ears every day, which made Huo Beilin worried.

Huo Shaohua smiled, drank it all in one gulp, and raised the glass to signal Huo Beilin to drink.

Huo Beilin also drank.

"It's a pleasure." Huo Shaohua said with a smile: "I'm calling you Uncle Ninth. When you get married, I will give 5.00% of the shares to my eldest nephew as a congratulatory gift."

As soon as these words came out, the faces of the Huo family changed drastically.

Huo Dong was also very surprised: "Lao Jiu, are you serious?"

Huo Dong is thinking about 5.00% of the shares.

Huo Zhengde couldn't sit still: "Lao Jiu, are you kidding me? Give 5.00% of the shares to your eldest nephew."

The rest of the Huo family were also talking about it.

"Lao Jiu, what's wrong with you? You must have drunk too much."

"Aren't you and your eldest nephew at odds?"

"If you give away 5.00% of the shares, you'd be really out of your mind."

Huo Beilin couldn't understand what medicine Huo Shaohua was selling in his gourd.

Huo Dong was very nervous about Huo Shaohua's answer.

Huo Shaohua put the wine glass on the table and sneered: "Look at each of you, are you tired of sitting here pretending to be brothers? If you really want to congratulate your eldest nephew on his marriage, show some sincerity. I, Huo Shaohua, say it for sure, 5.00% The shares are given to Huo Beilin. Dad has passed away. Who doesn't know what you guys have planned? The whole Hong Kong knows."

Huo Shaohua said loudly: "Aren't you embarrassed? The Huo family is like a piece of loose sand. Before others can disintegrate, our own people have finished playing. It's just that little thing in your eyes. It's embarrassing."