The son of the Republic of China dressed as a fake young master of salted fish

The will is mainly divided into two parts, personal assets and property shares, and some special ones are private collections and yachts.

Lawyer Han enunciated clearly, and when it came to transferring 5.00% of Zhiyuan Group's shares to Gu Wenyue's name, Gu Wenyue interrupted him slowly.

Gu Chong and Gu Jincheng looked at Gu Wenyue at the same time.

The father and son naturally have different expressions.

Gu Wenyue didn't want to probe into their thoughts, so he just said lightly: "Father, don't give me the shares, and if you give them to me, they will be transferred to Brother Jincheng. You can just give it to him, and you don't need to go through my hands to operate it."

Lawyer Han, the only outsider, shrank his pupils.

Others may not know what 5.00% is, but he knows in his heart that it is a mountain of gold and silver that ordinary people can't imagine in a lifetime.

Gu Jincheng, who was as immobile as a mountain, pressed one hand on his leg, and unconsciously rubbed the fabric of his suit pants with his thumb. There was a look in his deep eyes that no one could understand.

Gu Chong held down Gu Wenyue's hand, and tried his best to say: "Wen Yue, you still don't think of me as your father, do you? Or do you think... too little."

"No, how could it be?"

Gu Wenyue smiled slightly, and took the clean towel on the bedside to wipe away the physiological tears from the corners of Gu Chong's eyes, "Isn't it enough for me to take the Gu family's things?"

This sentence is half for his own past life, he is the youngest son of the Gu family, and he can be an idle and rich man all thanks to the protection of his father and brother;

Half of it was because of this body, the original owner had grown up in the Gu family for more than ten years, and he had grown up with gold and jade, and got much more things than Gu Jincheng who was living outside.

Gu Wenyue comforted him with a smile: "Father, you don't think I'm in the entertainment industry? I'm serious about making money, and just doing random events and putting on a variety show is enough to support myself."

Although he thought about not going to work every day, it was enough to comfort his old father at this moment.

Gu Chongfan held his hand, and said sincerely, "No, you have to have money. Otherwise, I won't worry if I die. Jin Cheng, you talk to Wen Yue."

Gu Jincheng's deep voice was not disturbing: "Wen Yue, you should listen to your father. You deserve the 5.00% equity."

Gu Wenyue didn't look at him, just smiled at Gu Chong and said: "No, I insist not."

His tone was a little joking, "Otherwise I'll leave, really!"

Gu Chong couldn't bear to leave his good son who suddenly changed his mind, so he hurriedly grabbed his hand.

Gu Jincheng also got up abruptly, and stopped in front of Gu Wenyue coldly, blocking his way like a mountain barrier.

Gu Wenyue raised his head slightly, and a slight smile appeared in his clean peach blossom eyes: "Brother Jin Cheng, please persuade father."

He stepped aside and asked Gu Jincheng to speak.

However, Gu Jincheng's identity was sensitive, so it was inconvenient to speak, so he searched for his expression without any trace.

Gu Chong couldn't figure out why Wen Yue didn't want it.

What can he use to express his fatherly love?

Isn't it just money?

More money is better?

It took him a long time to balance the decision to make this will before he gave Wen Yue the best arrangement within the scope of his greatest ability.

At this time, Lawyer Han interrupted: "There are also family trusts, private collections, cash funds, etc. Father, shall I finish reading first?"

Gu Chong raised his hand slightly, motioning for him to continue.

Gu Wenyue heard that the cash is 500 million, the family trust is [-] million per month, there are several real estates across the country, and the collection is good.

In fact, he has no interest at all. Money is a very good thing, but too much is not to be taken with life or death, just enough to eat and drink.

Gu Wenyue said: "Just let the family trust 500 million. Father, I don't want anything else. Otherwise, I will leave immediately and never return home."

Without waiting for Gu Chong to worry, Gu Jincheng said coldly in a thick voice, "Don't talk nonsense."

He was worried that Gu Chong would faint from anger.

Gu Wenyue heard the voice in his ears like a gust of wind, and quickly held Gu Chong's hand: "Father, don't worry, let's talk about it."

Gu Chong frowned, not wanting to understand why this happened?

How come Wen Yue doesn't want anything.

500 million pocket money a month, what is that?

It's just a tile on the roof of the Gu family's mansion.

The atmosphere is a little stalemate.

Gu Chong was the first to lose the battle, he didn't want Gu Wenyue not to look back at home because of such things: "First change according to what Master Wenyue said."

Wait a few days for his condition to improve, and then quietly change it back.

Gu Wenyue raised his eyebrows and smiled: "Don't hide it from me. I will transfer all the changes to Brother Jin Cheng later, isn't it the same?"

Gu Chong sighed for a long time, seeing Gu Wenyue speak very seriously, he knew that he might really have made up his mind.

He glanced at his biological son, and it was a little difficult to weigh.

eight pm.

Gu Jincheng asked the bodyguards to take the two young masters back to Linhai Mansion, and he accompanied Gu Chong in the hospital ward.

Before going to sleep, Gu Chong asked in a hoarse voice: "Jin Cheng, you need to take care of Wen Yue more in the future, do you understand?"

It's a good thing that Gu Wenyue doesn't fight or grab, and even declines step by step, but it makes the old father feel bad.

Gu Jincheng propped his elbows on the edge of the bed, clasped his hands and fingers, and supported his sharp chin.

"Yes, I know. I will take care of him as soon as possible if he has anything to do."

Only then did Gu Chong feel a little relieved.

Although the son has only been home for less than ten years, he is his own, and he has been raised all the way over the years, so he can be trusted.

outside the private hospital.

The reporters of the financial news were waiting outside the gate. They started to be touched by the wind when they dispatched an ambulance from the hospital to the Gu family's Linhai mansion with great momentum.

In addition, the Gu family's luxury cars drove into the hospital one after another, and the hospital was under martial law. How could such a big news be let go?

But after waiting for a long time, the reporters didn't get any valuable news.

A man with a camera said, "Tell me, will Mr. Gu suddenly..."

A young girl next to him quickly interrupted him: "Hey! At the gate of the hospital, I hope you can be an old man. We don't have such bad morals when we do news."

Everyone else nodded in agreement.

The man hurriedly pushed away the camera, bowed his head and spit into the street: "Bah, bah, I fart, I fart. Mr. Gu is in good health, and he is cured by the medicine."

Someone asked again: "Did anyone of you take pictures of the young master of the Gu family?"

"No, only Rolls Royce."

What is the identity of the young master of the Gu family?

Although they are young, but people stomp their feet and shake the entire business world of the capital, how can they be photographed so easily?

The reporters were gossiping when they saw two black Mercedes driving out of the hospital.

Someone shouted: "Quick! The license plate belongs to the Gu family!"

Coincidentally, the windows in the back row of the first car were lowered, and half of a vague face was looming.

The reporters clicked the shutter frantically.

in the car.

The more Gu Wen noticed the flashing lights, the more he leaned back on the chair instinctively.

Gu Wenjun hastily pressed the window of the car, and pointed outside in surprise: "This... reporter? Are you taking pictures of the second brother?"

The car window was pressed down by him to get some air.

Gu Wenyue shook his head: "Probably not."

No one cares about him going to dinner. At most, there is an 88-line star who takes a group photo. Where can the reporters follow and shoot?

Obviously they came for the wealthy Gu family.

The bodyguard didn't expect just now that after the car drove out, Master Wen Jun would press the window, turned back, and reminded: "You two young masters, try not to open the window."

Gu Wenyue listened to his tone, he should have encountered this kind of thing many times, and he knew how to deal with it, so he didn't bother to pay attention to it, he kept yawning, and couldn't help stretching his long legs.

I was so sleepy that I was in tears.

"It's only eight o'clock, Brother Wenyue?" Gu Wenjun was surprised by his exhaustion.

Gu Wenyue half closed his eyes, the light outside the car brushed over his handsome face, like a dream.

He babbled confidently: "I went to work and was tired all day, isn't it normal?"

Gu Wenjun was puzzled: "But didn't you go there in the afternoon?"

He got up early and asked Butler Zhang, Wen Yue went out in the afternoon, and the live broadcast was only for such a short time, so he was a little puzzled.

Gu Wenyue said lazily: "Take care of yourself."

Gu Wenjun muttered dissatisfiedly: "...you lack exercise, brother Wenyue, and you eat very little."

"Shut up young man."

In the evening of late autumn, the weather changes as soon as it is said.

Gu Wenyue just took a shower in the room and started changing the water with daffodils, when there was a thunderbolt accompanied by lightning outside the window.

His whole body was trembling by the sink, one hand slammed on the counter to stabilize his mind, and the other hand was holding a round full of narcissus shaking violently.

Just now Gu Chong had a heart attack and his life was hanging by a thread, Gu Wenyue had never been so flustered.

Lightning, narcissus, car crash, death.

Gu Wenyue seemed to feel a thin, cold and sticky snake spitting out scarlet letters, crawling up from his ankles along his calves, and goosebumps all over his body appeared layer by layer.

With a sound of "touch", the azure-glazed round washbasin was placed on the white washstand.

Gu Wenyue almost rushed out without even having time to call the bell. Instead, he opened the door and ran down the long corridor.

The servants were checking the doors and windows, and there was a lot of movement.

When they saw Gu Wenyue, they all saw his pale face and thought something happened.

After Gu Wenyue went downstairs, Cui Ying was the first thing he caught his eye. The girl with a small round face was too tender. He said "Oops" and hurriedly said, "Find me a male servant, quickly."

Cui Ying saw that Master Wenyue seemed to be in a hurry, so she hurried to get someone to come: "Don't worry, come right away."

Gu Wenyue supported the chicken wing wooden side cabinet, his face was as white as paper, and his eyebrows were thickened and his eyes were black.

His heart beat fast enough to think he was about to have a heart attack too.

He had been timid before, and he was even more timid now.

The hall was brightly lit, and the human voice was clear, Gu Wenyue pressed his heart to relax.

The other servants felt that something was wrong, and walked up to accompany him, not daring to disturb him.

Xiao Ma, a well-looking young male servant, thought something serious happened, and almost rushed over to ask, "Master Wenyue, what's the matter with you? What happened?"

Seeing some familiar faces, Gu Wenyue sighed and said, "Clean up today and sleep on the sofa in my room."

"Huh?" Pony was confused.

The other servants were also very surprised.

Gu Wenyue was very frank about his timidity and fear of death, and said openly and without changing his face: "I am timid and afraid of thunder."

Everyone: ...? ? ?

The next day, early in the morning.

After the rain, it cleared up, and the temperature in late autumn was obviously colder than the previous day. The real winter is not far away.

Gu Jincheng rushed home early in the morning to change clothes, get information, and prepared to tell his two younger brothers that Gu Chong had obviously improved.

After he entered the door, he asked the servant: "Where are the two young masters?"

The servant said: "They are still sleeping, it's not time yet."

They usually need to be responsible for waking up Master Wen Jun, which is seven o'clock.

Although Gu Jincheng stayed up for most of the night, he didn't feel tired, and he was still stern.

He strode up the stairs.

As soon as he reached the stairs on the third floor, he remembered Gu Wenyue's opinion on the will last night.

Gu Jincheng turned towards Gu Wenyue's room in a strange way.

Maybe they should talk too.

There is about 5.00 million funds and [-]% of the group shares.

Walking up to the door with a tall figure, Gu Jincheng quietly stared at the pattern on the door.

It's a little early.

Butler Zhang said that Young Master Wenyue didn't go out to work, and he usually didn't get up until after ten o'clock.

Gu Jincheng took a step back, ready to turn around and leave.

At this time, the door was suddenly pulled open from the inside.

A gust of wind pierced through the corridor fiercely, blowing over Gu Jincheng's body, brushing off the short hair scattered around his forehead.

Inside the door, Xiao Ma, who was arranging his clothes at first, met a pair of cold phoenix eyes that were secretive. It was clear that nothing happened, but he was still in a state of panic.

"Good morning, young master!"

Gu Jincheng's thick eyebrows frowned, his whole body seemed to be suddenly covered by a thick cloud, his voice was as deep as the thunder of last night: "What are you doing in Master Wenyue's room?"

His clothes were disheveled and his face was flustered.

There are some suspicious acts of committing crimes.

Xiao Ma was so panicked that he could speak incoherently. He pointed to the room and then to himself, swallowed nervously, and explained non-stop: "Master Wen Wen Wen Yue asked me to sleep with him..."

Gu Jincheng: ...

"Ah, no, young master, don't get me wrong." Xiao Ma jumped out quickly, and was so frightened by the gloomy face of the young master, he told the reason in one breath, "There was thunder and lightning last night, and Master Wenyue said He was too timid to sleep, so he asked me to accompany him. I slept on the sofa, and he slept on the bed."

After he finished speaking, there were layers of cold sweat on his back.

It's obviously a serious matter, but when the young master's phoenix eyes looked coldly at it, Xiao Ma thought he had done something to Master Wenyue.

If something happened, shouldn't it be Young Master Wen Yue who did something to him?

Besides, what's wrong with two big men?

Xiao Ma always felt that the Eldest Young Master looked at him and suspected that he was "criminal" and wanted to kill him with a knife.

He couldn't help shrinking his neck, the back of his neck was chilly.

A deep crease formed between Gu Jincheng's brows, and he raised his hand and waved: "Get lost."