Chapter 3: A Proper Script
Sensing the strangeness of Ren He's expression, Lawyer He was a little surprised, and sighed: "People can't be resurrected after death, don't be too sad, living well is what we should do......"
Sadness?
Ren He looked at Lawyer He blankly, his eyes slightly reddened.
He is indeed very sad, but this has nothing to do with the second uncle who suddenly appeared, at this moment, according to the content of this will, he has fully confirmed that Huang Xudong is indeed his second uncle, but after all, the two have not had any intersection for more than 20 years, it can be said that there is no relationship at all, and it is completely impossible to talk about any sadness or anything for him......
What really saddened him was actually twofold.
First, why didn't the two uncles warn themselves not to smoke earlier?
It's already lung cancer! My second uncle! It's too late!
Second, why did he suddenly inherit such a huge fortune when he was terminally ill and didn't have long to live?
Everyone is going to be cold, what's the point of giving me so much money?
The more Ren He thought about it, the more uncomfortable it became, and the frustration and despair when he got the report in the hospital earlier filled his chest again.
A super-rich man like the second uncle can't get advanced lung cancer, which has completely proved that in the face of this disease, God treats everyone fairly, whether you are rich or not, rich and handsome or a dead fat house, in short, everyone has to die.
So, how many months do you have left to live?
It's fucking uncomfortable, isn't it?
Woooo
Ren He's nose was hot, and when he was about to shed tears, Lawyer He on the other side was already stunned.
He could understand Ren He's reaction just now, after all, even if Ren He didn't have any feelings for his second uncle, but the saying that blood is thicker than water is not false, the death of a loved one is more or less sad and sad, which is a reasonable thing.
But at this moment, Ren He's red eyes and he was about to cry, he couldn't understand it very well.
Although Huang Xudong is indeed Ren He's second uncle, but now that he is so sad, is he a little overexerted?
It's just that......
Lawyer He pursed his lips and looked at Ren He, whose tears had already flowed to his chin, and felt unbearable for a while.
Mr. Ren's posture is clearly really grieving for Mr. Huang's death! Alas! It's a pity that Mr. Huang left early, if he could personally recognize him, and have such a filial grandson who attaches great importance to feelings, he may not be how happy he would be......
"Mr. Ren, don't be too sad, it's still the same sentence, people can't be resurrected after death, the deceased is gone, we still have to live well......"
Lawyer He handed a tissue to Ren He, and said with emotion: "I really didn't expect that Mr. Ren, you have such feelings for your relatives who have never met...... Huang Dong, if he could see it from below, he would definitely be extremely pleased......"
Ren He took the tissue, but did not wipe his tears with it, he waved his hand at Lawyer He, and said in a slightly excited tone: "Don't talk yet, let me cry for a while......"
"Woo woo woo ......"
The sobbing and crying gestures directly caused the rest of the café to look sideways.
After discovering this, Ren He's crying posture gradually converged.
"Ren...... Mr. Ren, are you okay?" asked Lawyer He with a look of reluctance.
"Poof!"
Blowing his nose with a tissue, Ren He tried to stabilize his emotions and nodded at the other party.
"So, let's get down to business first?" said lawyer He as he took out a pen and ink from his briefcase: "As long as you sign and press your fingerprint in several places where the document is registered, the procedures for the delivery of the estate will be completed, and our professional team will follow up for you in the follow-up processes such as notarization at the notary office......
"Give me a little more time, let me ...... slowly" Ren He waved his hand.
A quarter of an hour later.
After all the documents that needed Ren He's signature and fingerprint were completed, Lawyer He handed over a bank card with a dark black body and a metallic luster: "The real estate part of the estate still needs to go through some procedures before it can be transferred to your name, but for the cash part, you can give you the bank card now." ”
"How much money does Kari have?" Fang Cai's mood swings had completely stabilized, and Ren He, who had come out of his grief, asked softly.
"Seven hundred and sixty million seven hundred seventy five thousand eight thousand. ”
Ren He, who was drinking coffee, almost sprayed the hot coffee in his mouth on Lawyer He's face.
That's a lot of money!
Pity......
Lao Tzu didn't have the life to spend ......
The extremely sad mood swings reappeared in Ren He's mind, he resisted the desire to cry, and his hands were clenched into fists at some point.
God!
Why the fuck are you doing this to me!
……
Outside the third ring road of S City, in a community that has been built for some years.
When he returned home, Ren He, who was sitting on the sofa in a daze, still did not recover from today's series of events.
First, I knew that I had lung cancer, then I received a call from a suspected scam call, then I received 100,000 yuan from a "fraud gang", and finally I had an interview with Lawyer He in a café just now.
Stretching out his hand to take the black bank card that was casually placed on the coffee table in his hand, Ren He's lips moved.
"More than 700 million in cash...... It's on this card, I've gone to the bank just now to complete the formalities, and I can buy whatever I want now as long as I want......"
"The rest of the estate is all real estate, and when he left, Lawyer He said that the transfer could be completed in one day......
It is impossible to say that he is not excited about this, but as a patient with advanced lung cancer, although he will be excited about getting rich, he is really not happy.
After all, the saddest thing about a person's life is that the money has not been spent after a person dies.
However, such a thing was encountered by Ren He.
The amount of money obtained is so much that Ren He pondered that he would not be able to spend all this money in his limited life.
"It's really uncomfortable...... Fortunately, my second uncle only left me a billion, and the rest of the property was all donated, if I gave him all his belongings, I guess it would be even more uncomfortable......"
"No! I need to smoke a cigarette to suppress the shock!"
After the smoke full of nicotine and tar entered his mouth, the indescribable uncomfortable feeling in Ren He's heart faded a little.
After exhaling the smoke and letting it rise slowly, he whispered: "Second uncle, it's not that I don't quit smoking, it's that I have lung cancer...... Whether I quit smoking or not, I'm going to die......"
After Ren He finished speaking, his gaze moved to the burning cigarette stick, frowning slightly.
"It's just...... Isn't it too much to break the jar like this?"
"While quitting smoking now won't cure my lung cancer, continuing to smoke will definitely lead to a faster death than quitting......"
After thinking about it like this, Ren He extinguished the cigarette he only took a puff for the first time.
He felt he should pull himself together.
"Although I don't plan to wait for death in the hospital full of tubes and suffering from various side effects of radiotherapy and chemotherapy, even if I give up treatment, I have to try to leave no regret......s when I can still walk and speak."
"So the question is, what is considered a thing without regrets?"
"Let's say...... Become a spending machine that only spends money?"
"Do you want a luxury supercar, or a clubhouse model, or buy a bunch of villas with sea views?"
"No, I want them all!"
Just when Ren He seemed to figure it out, a burst of music rang out.
"You see this noodle is long and wide, just like this bowl is big and round......"
Picking up the mobile phone from the side, looking at the remarks of "Song Xiaoxuan" on the screen, Ren He was slightly stunned, and then connected the phone.
"Miss Song, how can you have the time to call me at night?"
The voice on the other end of the phone was extremely noisy, Ren He smashed his mouth and sighed: "It won't be for me to accompany you, right?"
"Muse Bar! Come on! Old lady is so uncomfortable today! You must accompany me!"