Three smiles

Wang Sanxiao didn't expect the old man to leave so fast, presumably the Wei family blocked news of his health before, he had no interest in the dispute over the Wei family's inheritance, but cared very much about the antiques that the old man collected all his life, Thinking quickly in his mind, he came up with several solutions in a blink of an eye, but he pressed them all when he saw Wei Cong's red eyes.

He stretched out his arms to hug Wei Cong into his arms, kissed his forehead: "My condolences."

Wei Cong smiled bitterly: "Although I have already prepared myself, I still feel a little sad when this day comes suddenly."

Wang Sanxiao took birth, old age, sickness and death very lightly, let alone the old Wei who had always looked at each other with disgust. He said indifferently, "According to the old customs, the old man has already counted his 94th birthday, which is a happy funeral."

Wei Cong nodded, took Wang Sanxiao's hand and rubbed it unconsciously in his palm, after a long silence, he said in a low voice, "I didn't tell Mom about something yesterday."

"Ok?"

"She wanted to see the old man for the last time, so I mentioned it casually, but the old man got angry on the spot, he said... he said..." He shook his head with a complicated expression, and repeated the unspeakable sentence with difficulty. Cursed angrily, "He said, that bitch..."

Wang San was surprised with a smile: "He said that?"

"He is a very ruthless person." Wei Cong closed his eyes and sighed slowly, "Three smiles, I know his many shortcomings, selfishness, indifference, promiscuity, arrogance...but he is also the only one I have admired since childhood. man."

Wang Sanxiao recalled that he also admired the supernatural Wang Baxian. When he first arrived at Wang’s house, he had a serious illness. Wang Baxian invited eight paediatricians for consultation overnight, and squatted in the kitchen to cook soup himself. He remembered that at that time When I lay on the hospital bed in a daze and drank the soup, I felt that Wang Baxian's fat body was as tall and majestic as a continuous mountain peak, but the worship only existed for a few seconds, because the soup tasted so delicious, Wang Baxian fed it I ate it by myself.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but let out an untimely chuckle.

Wei Cong thought he was mocking himself, so he smiled wryly: "It's ridiculous, isn't it? There are so many outstanding talents in the world, but I admire him who is indifferent..."

"No," Wang San said with a smile, "I just thought that I admired my old man when I was young, but later...he revealed his true colors too quickly."

Thinking of Wang Baxian's character, Wei Cong bent his lips clearly, and said softly: "Actually, I envy you very much, having a father who loves you so much."

Wang Sanxiao always believed that his life was very good, and rubbed his forehead with a smile, "You really should envy me, not only an old man who loves me so much, but also you who love me so much."

Wei Cong was amused by him, and finally smiled: "I not only envy you, but also myself, the feeling of being loved by you is very good."

Seeing that he was no longer gloomy, Wang San smiled and stood up and pulled him up: "Okay, now is not the time for emotion, those filial sons and grandsons of your family must have already taken action, you have to go to the old house quickly, I will arrange a lawyer for you... ..."

"Yeah," Wei Cong nodded, but didn't move.

"Don't be in a daze," Wang San said with a smile, "at this time, time is everything, strike first and then strike others."

Wei Cong looked up at him, and said softly, "Three laughs, I really don't want this corrupt Wei family anymore. From now on, we will guard Tan Ye peacefully, and be a small boss who is easy to get rich. Sample?"

There was a flash of light in Wang Sanxiao's eyes. He stared at Wei Cong's eyes and found that there was no wave in the ancient well. He was really satisfied with the status quo and didn't want to do any more futile power struggles. His eyes softened. Pretending to be displeased, he said, "That's no good, Tan Ye is so small, she can't buy bags as she likes."

Wei Cong smiled lightly: "Then please ask the third young master to support the villain in the future, so that Tan Ye can develop and grow as soon as possible, so that he can buy bags as soon as he wants."

Wang San laughed and pulled him up, picked up the clothes on the ground and threw them on him one by one: "Go back and tear it up, I'm not interested in Hengyun Group, but I'm very interested in your father's antiques , grab a few more, and by the way, promote it to your seven aunts and eight aunts, please look for Wang Sanxiao when selling antiques."

"You call it taking advantage of the fire," Wei Cong put on his clothes, and buckled his belt with a click.

Wang Sanxiao came over with the tie and hung it around his neck, pulled it hard, and sneered: "Baby, say it again."

"Which antique do you want? The Qianlong famille rose vase or the red sandalwood furniture?"

"Tubi," Wang San smiled and kissed him on the lips, whispering, "Baby, I only want you."

"..." Wei Cong didn't even want to go to the funeral.

Standing in front of the full-length mirror, he fastened his tie, lightly tugged at the neckline with his fingers, and looked at Wang Sanxiao's figure in a nightgown behind him from the mirror, "Do you want to go together?"

Wang San smiled and raised his eyebrows: "Although I really want to burn a stick of incense for the old man, after thinking about it, it's better not to provoke Wei Guangyao in such a sad day."

"That's right," Wei Cong lowered his eyes, his thick eyelashes blocked the flash of viciousness in his eyes.

The old man's funeral was held in a very low-key manner. Although he had been decisive in his life, the Wei family is now in a quagmire, and his every move attracts the attention of all parties. Everyone unanimously chose to do it simply.

In order not to irritate Wei Guangyao, Wang Sanxiao didn't show his face the whole time, but someone was obviously much worse than him. At that time, the people who came to express their condolences were all offering incense and salute with sad faces, and Wang Baxian was surrounded by a large group of bodyguards. arrived.

He has some friendship with Mr. Wei, so it is reasonable to come to express condolences, not to mention that the two capitals are thousands of miles away. Given his age and status, it is not a small face to be present in person now.

Apparently Wei Guangyao didn't think so. Originally, he was kneeling in the mourning hall listening to the mourning music and fell asleep, when suddenly there was a loud and clear piercing cloud howl.

"Old Wei...why did you leave so early...old brother is here to see you off...ahhhhhhhhhhhh..."

The familiar voice stuck in his ears like a solid, Wei Guangyao woke up with a jerk, and suddenly looked up to see Wang Baxian's swollen face, his whole body trembling as if he had been electrocuted, and a puddle of hot urine quietly leaked out from under his body.

——He was terrified by Wang Baxian.

Wei Laosan was so heartbroken that he jumped up, pointed at Wang Baxian's nose and rushed over: "You still dare to come? You bastard!!! I'll kill you!!!"

Wang Baxian looked at him calmly, and when Wei Laosan was about to swing his fist to his face, a hand came obliquely from the side and grabbed Wei Laosan's wrist.

Wei Cong came over: "Third Brother, don't you think it's embarrassing to make a scene at your father's funeral?"

"You!!!" Wei Laosan's eyes were tearing, "You are in the same group! You ordered him, right! How could you do it! Guangyao is your own nephew!!!"

Wei Cong said indifferently: "Have you taken drugs? Talking nonsense in front of so many people, Guangyao is just crippled, not dead. I advise you to correct your mentality. At worst, you will have an extra daughter from now on."

As soon as this remark came out, the people in the mourning hall couldn't help being amazed. Everyone vaguely knew about Wei Guangyao's eunuch, but they didn't expect it to be true. He slumped on the ground with a broken face, apparently confirming Wei Cong's words.

Wei Lao San trembled with anger, roared, raised his fist at Wei Cong sadly and angrily, but he was Wei Cong's opponent, when he was grabbed by his arm and flung, he lay on the ground in embarrassment. On the ground, I couldn't get up for a long time.

"Are you crazy?" Wei Cong scolded angrily, "This is my father's funeral! You want my father to leave so that you will feel uneasy?" He turned to look at the daughters of the third child who dared not speak out, "Not yet Help him down? Don't you think it's not embarrassing enough?"

The good funeral was turned into a mess by Wang Baxian's tricks to send him thousands of miles away. The eldest brother of the Wei family, who didn't care about world affairs, stood up helplessly and took care of the messy scene, reluctantly letting everyone continue to offer incense and condolences.

Wei Cong turned to look at Wang Baxian, respectfully: "My brother is mentally abnormal, the prince laughed."

"Oh, I won't take it to heart. In fact, I sympathize with him very much when this kind of thing happened," Wang Baxian said calmly, his eyes slowly swept over Wei Guangyao.

Wei Guangyao raised his head tremblingly, and suddenly saw a sharp cold light in the corner of his eyes, he trembled all over, screamed, and rushed out of the mourning hall.

The old man's longevity was 94, which was considered a joyous funeral. As a matter of course, everyone did not show much grief. As soon as the funeral was over, they immediately sat at the negotiating table.

The lawyer took out a will with the old man's autograph, and the eldest sister also took out a will, not only with the signature but also a private seal, the third brother's will was even written by the old man himself, the fourth sister was even more shocking, it turned out to be a blood book ...

Wei Cong sat at the end of the table with an indifferent expression, watching the competition of wills and leisurely peeling pistachios.

Less than 10 minutes into the negotiation, Wei Lao San took the lead in sweeping the floor in a gentle manner, and directly crossed the table to grab the eldest sister's hair, and the war broke out immediately.

Wei Cong slowly stuffed a pistachio into his mouth, got up and left the room, walked to the balcony, raised his head and squinted at the bright sun, and smiled softly.

Feeling the phone vibrate, he took out the phone with a smile, and saw Wang Sanxiao's WeChat message was as simple and clear as ever: There is business, let's go.

"Tsk..." Wei Cong's smile suddenly collapsed, the two of them seemed to have ushered in the honeymoon period that had been lost for many years, even the breath was sweet, and he was tired of Wang Sanxiao's body almost all night.

Wang Sanxiao is no longer a thin-skinned little boy, he is flexible and experienced, he rolls on the bed so happily, he can play with Wei Cong in different ways in one night until he begs for mercy.

Thinking of this, Wei Cong raised his eyes and looked at the red flowers and willows outside the window, full of joy. Hearing the noisy noise behind him, he couldn't help but think to himself: What am I talking about, if I have time to quarrel with these idiots who sit on the well, why not go It's interesting to see Wang San laughing and talking about business.

The quarrel behind him gradually subsided, and Wei Cong walked back to the conference hall, only to see the eldest sister with a messy bun, the second brother with scratches all over his face, and the third brother with a bruised nose and swollen face... Everyone was reluctantly advised by the lawyer to sit back in their seats, and they were all dissatisfied from their nostrils puffing.

Wei Cong pulled out the chair, sat on it gracefully, crossed his hands casually in front of him, and said with a light smile, "The quarrel is over? Lawyer, if the quarrel is over, please transfer my share of the real estate to Wang Sanxiao's name. Discount and cash will be sent to Wang Sanxiao's account together, as for antiques..."

He took out a business card case from his pocket and sent one to everyone present: "As the president of Tanye Auction Company, I sincerely invite everyone to take out my father's antiques and hold a special Wei's auction. Presumably Qian Jing will It's bright."

Everyone took the business card blankly, stunned, and then erupted again after reacting, beating their chests one by one, wanting to tear him alive, the eldest sister slapped the table: "Lao Qi, what do you mean?"

"In business," Wei Cong said very frankly, "You don't know much about antiques. Instead of letting Mingzhu secretly invest in it, it's better to put it up for auction. The company only takes 10% commission, which is really very good and cheap."

The third child threw his business card on the table: "Did you take the wrong medicine? Are you discussing this now?"

"Then what are you guys discussing?" Wei Cong glanced at him disdainfully, "Wei Company? Hengyun Group? Forgive me, the shares held by Jing'an Insurance have reached 17.32%, as long as they are transferred from other shareholders 1% of the shares, all the money you earn now, will become rubbish."

He stood up, stood gracefully among the crowd, looked down at the brothers and sisters, and sneered: "You can continue to argue, anyway, you can't figure it out with your brains, lawyer, please send the final result to Dan Ye Auction House, I will not accompany you." After finishing speaking, he walked out of the door.

Everyone stared at the back of him leaving gracefully, forgetting the content of the quarrel for a while, until the back disappeared outside the door, after a while, the eldest sister murmured: "Whose name did he just say to transfer to?"

The brother-in-law said softly, "Wang Sanxiao is the son of Wang Baxian."

"I remembered!" Fourth Sister sat up straight, "Three years ago, he escaped from the Yang family's marriage because of that Wang Sanxiao!"

Wei Lao San yelled: "Then he's a man!"

"What a scum of the family..." The second elder brother sighed, and suddenly raised his spirits again, "What does he mean that he doesn't want shares anymore? Has he completely divided the line with Hengyun?"

The third child stared: "What do you want to do!"

"The point is what you want to do!" The elder sister said tit for tat, "Third, why have you been targeting the seventh all these years? What are you thinking? Do you think you can monopolize the power? Open your eyes and see what the situation is now, you idiot!"

"You stinky bitch!!!" Wei Lao San swept the floor gracefully again, climbed onto the table and grabbed the eldest sister's hair again.

There was another fight at the scene.

I don't know how they discussed it in the end, but in the end the lawyer stood in front of Wei Cong with a broken face, and put the estate division plan in front of him.

Wei Cong reviewed each item carefully, and was quite satisfied with the result. He took off the cap of his pen and signed his famous name.

After seeing off the lawyer, he sat alone in the office for an entire afternoon, recalling in his mind the few times when he was a loving father and filial to his son since he was a child. gone.

The phone rang suddenly. He looked down and found that it was Wang Sanxiao's WeChat message: "Get ready to board the plane and arrive in Nanjing in three hours."

Feeling warm in my heart, I couldn't help smiling.