Dangerous love wins love

Fu Rong's unexpected death is undoubtedly like a dangerous fuse. The conflicts and grievances accumulated over the years under Fu's calm surface exploded in an instant.

For the huge amount of property and equity in Fu Rong's name, almost all of Fu Rong's immediate family members are involved in this ridiculous inheritance dispute.

Since Fu Rong has never drawn up a will, according to relevant laws, after the old man passes away, the property will be divided into unequal shares, with each person having a share.On the surface, this distribution method allows everyone to get a share, but in the long run, assets are scattered and broken, which is not conducive to the future management and development of Huanyu.

Although everyone is aware of this business reason, but the word is profit, and no one is willing to back down and propose to ensure the integrity of the inheritance.

Regarding the will, from the death of the old man to the holding of the funeral, there has been no conclusion. Everyone has their own opinions. They also know that the huge Fu family will collapse from within, and the Huanyu Group will usher in the fifth year of its establishment. A major change.

Fu Rong's memorial service is scheduled to be held at the funeral home.

As Fu Rong's most trusted and close grandson, Fu Yunqi was dressed in sackcloth and filial piety, holding a black urn in his hand, with a gloomy expression on his face, as if his emotions were about to collapse.

Fu Yunqi walked in the middle of the crowd, followed by a pair of twin brothers, and took the lead in a black funeral car.

The atmosphere in the carriage was unusually quiet.

"If Grandfather Jiuquan knows that we are fighting for the family property, he only has petty gains in his eyes and refuses to take into account the overall development. Such a Fu family, he will be very disappointed." Fu Yunqi leaned on the back of the chair and said softly.

The two brothers Fu Renli and Fu Renxiao echoed: "You are the president of Huanyu, you must pay attention to the overall situation when thinking about problems."

"Property is not important to me. The top priority now is to collect those scattered shares. Grandpa is down, and the universe cannot be down." Fu Yunqi's eyes showed a desire for power and status, and he did not make the slightest concealment—— The old man is dead, so he naturally doesn't need to put on a show.

"After the equity is redistributed, the 20& held by the three of us, plus Uncle Three and Uncle Six, will add up to more than 40%. Fu Jiu currently holds more than 30% of the equity. As long as Fu Jiu can be suppressed, the plan Only then can it be carried out slowly." Fu Yunqi closed her eyes, then opened them suddenly, and there was more viciousness and evil in her eyes.

"Fortunately, there has been no movement from Uncle Jiu. Heh, we really have to thank that little sick boy." Fu Renli said.

"As God intended, none of the people around the old cripple ended up well." Fu Renli interjected.

"Okay, as soon as today's funeral is over, let Lawyer Zhang come over, and get the equity as soon as possible, so you can sleep well at night." Fu Yunqi said coldly.

Fu Renli sighed, "In the past few days, my brother and I have indeed had a miserable life. I'm better off. Ren Xiaosheng is afraid that our deeds will be exposed, and he is so nervous that he can't even eat well."

"Everyone is dead, so I'm afraid of exposing something."

"But there are still a few doctors in the hospital, can we guarantee that they won't make it public?..."

A few tears flowed from the corners of Fu Yunqi's eyes, but he didn't wipe them away, letting the tears and snot on his face become a paste.

"Doctor? Dr. Liu and Dr. Kong have gone abroad, and there is an honest Dr. He left, and his wife is Huanyu's accountant. They won't speak out unless everyone wants to die together."

Fu Renxiao's eyes were full of worry, "But after all, it's a human life, what if..."

"What if?" Fu Yunqi pressed the urn tightly on her chest, as if she admired the relatives who rested in the box very much, "The old man is nearly 80 years old, and he is almost alive. Let him go to enjoy the blessings in advance. Don't you think it's okay?" Okay, or do you regret following me?"

Fu Renli immediately winked at Fu Renxiao, and smiled dryly: "We have no objection, if we leave this matter to Yun Qi, there will be no trouble."

Fu Yunqi looked at the small box in her arms quietly again: "Well, you better be self-aware, we have no turning back, at this point, there is only one big mountain left in front of us, Fu Jiu!"

"What about Fu Xiaohan?"

"Xiaohan, in Cao Ying, his heart is in Han, and he doesn't care about equity and property at all. During our conversation, he was not joking, nor did he deliberately test me. Fu Xiaohan probably will really leave the Fu family."

Fu Renxiao responded: "Bringing him back from Changsha, this kid played a lot of roles, and our hard work was not in vain."

"That's right, that idiot Fu Xiaohan, if it wasn't for him, how could we easily take over the three five-star hotels under Fu Jiu's name. I have had someone evaluate them, and each hotel is worth over [-] million yuan."

"The time is over, you two, go win over Fu Xiaohan first, if you can win over and use it for us, it will be a good thing."

"What if Fu Xiaohan is stubborn?" Fu Ren asked filially.

Fu Yunqi smiled sinisterly: "Then let him leave the house as he wishes."

******

At Fu Rong's memorial service, Fu Xiaohan finally showed up.

With a calm and calm face, he was wearing a black suit and holding a white chrysanthemum in his hand. He stood silently in front of Fu Rong's ashes and bowed deeply three times.

Several well-known entrepreneurs including Liu Dali and Ji Shaohui also came to pay their respects to Fu Rong, and happened to meet Fu Xiaohan striding out of the small white auditorium where the deceased was mourned.

Looking at Fu Xiaohan's leaving back, Ji Shaohui couldn't help sighing softly.

"What's the matter, Lao Ji?" Liu Dali asked after hearing the sound.

"It's nothing. Things are different from people. After the old man of the Fu family closes his eyes, he doesn't know what will happen to the Fu family."

"You care so much about what to do, and it's none of our business." Liu Dali patted his head, and suddenly said loudly: "I forgot, you and that Fu Xiaohan have a good relationship..."

"Just ordinary friends."

"He passed by us just now, but he didn't say hello to you. According to the etiquette, he should receive you."

"He is in grief, how can he have time to care about us..." Just as he was speaking, Ji Shaohui's cell phone vibrated in his pocket.

"Grief? Why do I feel that Fu Rong has passed away? The sons, daughters and grandsons of the Fu family are calmer than each other. They don't look sad at all. They seem to wish their grandpa could close his eyes sooner."

Ji Shaohui took out his mobile phone, and there was a text message from an unfamiliar number: "The parking lot is waiting for you!"

The signature is a monotonous "Fu", Ji Shaohui doesn't even need to guess, he knows who sent him the text message.

Waiting for him in the parking lot?Ji Shaohui moved the corners of his lips, did Fu Xiaohan really regard him as something that comes and goes when he is called?

Ji Shaohui quickly deleted the unsightly text message, Fu Xiaohan seemed to have expected it in advance, and sent another message: "I will wait for you!"

Ji Shaohui stared at the phone in a daze, Liu Dali suddenly patted him on the shoulder, "Fu Yunqi is here."

Ji Shaohui immediately stuffed the phone into his pocket.Fu Yunqi and the others had already walked in front of Liu Dali, shaking hands and greeting each other.

When it was Ji Shaohui's turn, Fu Yunqi said, "Mr. Ji is not feeling well?"

"No, it's just a little emotional."

"Oh, it's no wonder that Mr. Ji's brows are furrowed all the time, as if he's absent-minded." Fu Yunqi blinked her eyelids as she spoke, as if dissatisfied with Ji Shaohui's words.

After mourning Fu Rong, it was already five o'clock in the afternoon.Liu Dali and the others walked out of the sacrificial hall, and they all suggested to take a bath to get rid of the bad luck on their bodies.

After taking a shower, Liu Dali asked everyone to have dinner and play cards together.

"Brother Ji, we've been playing cards together for more than two years, and this is the first time I've seen your luck be so bad." Liu Dali said happily.

"Well, it's meaningless to beat you every time." Ji Shaohui said.

Liu Dali cheerfully counted the chips on the table, "I'm finally proud today."

"I will win it back next time." Ji Shaohui took out a cash check and a pen from his pocket, and wrote a number readily.However, Ji Shaohui never expected that he would never play cards with Liu Dali and his group again.

"Check out so fast, I haven't paid enough yet." Liu Dali yelled.

"I'm sorry, Brother Liu, I have something to do before I die, and I need to meet a friend."

"It's so late, it's past ten o'clock." Liu Dali glanced at his watch and said, "Why don't you just call your friend over, let's make more friends."

"No, we have some private matters, I'm leaving first, goodbye!" Ji Shaohui waved his hands, put on a woolen trench coat, and drove back to the funeral parlor in the suburbs.

Ji Shaohui drove for half an hour and finally arrived at the funeral home.Fu Rong rented the sacrificial hall here for the daytime memorial service.

Ji Shaohui parked the car outside the gate, got out of the car, and immediately felt the gust of wind blowing, Ji Shaohui fastened his coat, without hesitation, walked to the parking lot alone.

There were no street lights on the path, and everything looked eerie and gloomy. Ji Shaohui only relied on the faint blue light of the mobile phone screen to stumble and finally reach the parking lot, but there was no one to be seen anywhere.

"Fu Xiaohan—Xiaohan—Han—" Ji Shaohui's ethereal echo came from the parking lot immediately.

No one answered him.

Ji Shaohui called Fu Xiaohan's name again, but still no one answered.

It seemed that he was gone, so Ji Shaohui lit a cigarette, put it in his mouth, and took a puff irritably.

Taking a careless puff, Ji Shaohui threw the cigarette on the ground, stomped it out with his foot, cursed "crazy" in a low voice, and planned to grope the way back.

However, before Ji Shaohui turned around, a piercing white light suddenly appeared in front of his eyes, and then the sound of an engine starting not far away.

With the lights on, Ji Shaohui noticed a familiar limited-edition Maybach parked alone in the easternmost corner.

Fu Xiaohan sat alone in the car, holding the steering wheel tightly with both hands, and the car got closer and closer to Ji Shaohui.

Ji Shaohui could finally see clearly that Fu Xiaohan's face was cold and stern, and there was a strange cold light in his eyes, as if it would stab into his flesh and blood in the next second.