My driver husband is actually a wealthy man

Ji Boyan sat down only after he realized that his goal had been achieved.

"Is that right? After all, we are brothers. Even if our bones are broken, we are still connected. I can't possibly lie to you. I was really careless about this will!"

Gibran sighed, "Tell me, what are you going to do?"

Ji Boyan, "Of course, we have to check whether the will is real first. I have already sent someone to investigate, and I think they will be back soon."

As he was speaking, a voice came from outside, "Dad, I'm back."

The person who spoke was Ji Youyu, the eldest son of the second branch of the Ji family.

Cao Huifen went to greet him first, "Yu'er, you're back. Are you tired? Are you hungry? Your dad is the same. He asked you to run errands right after he came back. He doesn't even care about you!"

Cao Huifen has always treasured this son.

Ji Boyan couldn't bear to watch it any longer, "A loving mother often spoils her son. Look at what you have done to your son."

Cao Huifen didn't stop talking either, "Why didn't he tell me when you asked him to investigate?"

Ji Boyan didn't bother to talk to her, and turned to look at Ji Youyu, "How is the matter I asked you to investigate?"

Ji Youyu sat lazily on the sofa beside him, "I just went to see it myself, this will is indeed real, and the old man made it once three months ago and revised it once a month ago."

Hearing this, everyone in the first and second rooms fell silent. A month ago, the old man could still speak normally and had no problems with his daily life.

Ji Youyu looked indifferent, "Dad, I don't know what you are worried about. My aunt and her mother and daughter can't even lift them up, so how big a storm can they stir up?"

Ji Boyan knew what his son was thinking, but he couldn't mention it.

Gibran looked at Ji Youyu, "What do you mean?"

Ji Youyu, "What else can it mean? They are just a poor mother and daughter, there is nothing to worry about. Can I just find someone to drive them out of the Demon City?"

"If anyone asks about it, they will say that they are unfilial and that they angered the old man to death. That's it. What inheritance are they still qualified to fight for?"

Ji Youhui had more ideas than that. He heard that this cousin from his aunt's family was a great beauty, and maybe he could get her for his brothers.

Gibran looked hesitant, "Isn't this a bit too cruel? After all, she is your father's and mine's biological sister!"

Ji Youyu added fuel to the fire, "At this time, don't talk about whether you are a sister or not. Do you want a sister or the wealth of the Ji family?"

Gibran fell silent.

Ji Boyan took out the will he had prepared in advance and said, "Now that things have come to this, the will has to be rewritten. This is my rewritten will. When the time comes, the mother and daughter will have to recognize it, whether they recognize it or not."

Gibran picked up something on the table and took a look. He jumped up in anger and asked, "Sixty percent in your family?"

"Why should you, the second branch, take 60 percent, while we only get 40? At least it should be split equally!"

Ji Boyan was calm and said, "Brother, I'd better say you are confused. The old man only gave you thirty points at the beginning, and I gave you forty points, which is already a lot!"

"You know our family's situation. You are not familiar with those clients outside. The Ji family still has to rely on me!"

"Forty is a lot. If you don't cooperate with me, you won't even get forty. Just take the thirty!"

Ji Youyu also added, "Uncle, what are you still thinking about? I have already arranged for everyone, and I can drive Aunt and her daughter out of the Magic City at any time!"

"You don't have to do anything, just cooperate with our second branch, and you will get 40% of the shares. The more capable you are, the more work you will get!"

Gibran glanced at Ji Youyu who was speaking and said, "I will think about it when I get back and reply to you tomorrow!"

I need to go back and discuss this matter with my wife and son first.

Ji Youhui and Mei Ying were still at the funeral home, dealing with the old man's affairs.

After Gibran left, Cao Huifen couldn't help asking Ji Boyan, "Didn't you say that you would give thirty to the first wife? Why are you giving forty now?"

Ji Yun also stepped forward and said, "Yeah! Dad, why should we let them get so much?"

Ji Boyan glared at Cao Huifen and her daughter, "What do you know? You know how close the eldest wife's family is to the third daughter and her daughter."

"If I give too little, will the eldest wife agree?"

Ji Youyu, "What do you know? Dad's trick is called the mantis stalks the cicada, unaware of the oriole behind!"

"As long as the old man's original building doesn't count, shouldn't we have the final say on how much to build? Uncle knows nothing about the construction industry, and Auntie only knows how to hang around the kitchen all day. As for Ji Youhui, don't even bother with him. If we convince Uncle, Ji Youhui will have no objection!"

After hearing what his son said, Ji Boyan said, "Don't think you can be proud just because you have made some achievements this time. Your grandfather has been ill for such a long time, and you didn't even come to see him. When he closed his eyes, you didn't even exist!"

"Is this reasonable of you?"

Although the old man's funeral will be simple this time, there will still be many people attending the funeral, including some big figures in Shanghai.

It would be ridiculous for Ji Youyu, the grandson, not to show up.

Ji Youyu looked nonchalant, "The old man has always disliked me, you know that, I'm too lazy to talk nonsense with him!"

"Dad, stop pretending. You want the old man to die sooner than I do. We are all family, so stop pretending!"

Ji Boyan glared at him.

"In short, this matter should only be known to our family. Don't let outsiders know. As for the eldest wife, give them a little sweetness first, and when things are successful, we can find a way to take it back!"

the other side.

After hearing what Gibran meant, Ji Youhui was shocked at first, "Dad, do you really want to join forces with Second Uncle to fight for equity with Aunt and the others?"

Gibran, "What else can I do if I don't fight? Your grandfather was too partial this time. Even if I don't consider anything else, I will consider you!"

"For so many years, the Second House has been suppressing us in every way. This time, they are sure that we have no other options, so they offer such unequal conditions!

Although Mei Ying felt a little sorry for Yang Liu and her daughter, this was ultimately the Ji family's family affair and she had no right to interfere.

Also, this involves his own son. At worst, he can just give her two houses after the matter is over.

Ji Youhui disagreed at first. His aunt had been nice to him when he was a child, and he got along well with his cousin.

"What about my aunt and her daughter? Are you not going to give them anything?"

Gibran, "Once we get the shares, we'll give them a few million. Yang Liu's monthly salary of 20,000 to 30,000 is equivalent to her working for more than ten years!"

"By the way, Youhui, you should quietly investigate the troubles that the second branch has caused in the past few years. It won't be easy to get the lion's share!"

Ji Youhui nodded.

"understood."