I saw that the comrades in the group were complaining about my update speed. A chapter was changed in two days. It's really time to complain.

At this point, the matter between Liang Jian and Luo Guanzhong has basically come to an end. Of course, there are a few small foreshadowings during this period, which will not be revealed later. You can guess which little foreshadowings it is.

In the past two days, I have been thinking about what everyone said about Liang Jian's trip to Beijing. Before the result of this matter, let's take a look at the legacy of the Tang family.

Rest assured, it won't be too long!

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Probably because of the appetite for the testament, most people have a feeling of being bored. After a few bites, they all put down their chopsticks one after another, holding wine glasses, and dipping them for a while.

Liang Jian didn't have much appetite, but it wasn't because of the will, but because Tang Jingyu stared at him from time to time, and the power of hatred was too strong, which seriously affected Liang Jian's taste.

The second master at the same table drank the wine slowly, not feeling that the atmosphere in this room was depressing. Tang Yi didn't move his chopsticks, and sat there straight like a pine. Occasionally glance at the second master, and occasionally glance at the old Tang.

Speaking of Lao Tang, the style of painting is a little different. Liang Jian felt a little unbearable, he gobbled it up, and ate the appearance of Haisai, as if he had been hungry for many days. I guess I found a hungry homeless man on the street and came back, and he ate like him.

Tang Ning on the other side looked at him with disgust and disgust, and after enduring it for a long time, he finally seemed to be unable to bear it, his chopsticks fell, and he shouted: "Tang Ningguo, you pay attention to your image!"

Old Tang put down a pig's hand in his hand, wiped his mouth with a napkin, raised his eyes to look at him, and said lightly: "Ning Yi, don't drop chopsticks at every turn! Why is this bad habit still not able to be changed at such an old age?"

Tang Ning's face turned pale with anger, and he was about to refute, when the second master suddenly put down his wine glass and said: "Ning Guo is right! Ning Yi, you fell with your chopsticks, but you also threw my face out!"

When Tang Ning heard this one by one, he had to swallow the words that came to his mouth, daring to be angry but not daring to speak.

Suddenly, the second master looked up at Liang Jian and said, "Ning Guo, the wine is gone, pour the wine!"

Liang Jian couldn't react for a while, and it wasn't until Old Tang kicked him under the table that he realized that the second master was calling him. He hesitated for a moment before he stood up, took the wine bottle from Old Tang, walked around the table, and poured wine for the second master.

Before the wine was full, the second master asked, "What's your name?"

"Liang Jian!" replied Liang Jian.

The second master didn't speak. After pouring the wine, Liang Jian returned to his seat, and as soon as he sat down, he heard the second master ask Lao Tang: "Since this son has been recognized, how can there be a reason not to change his surname back?"

Although the second master is an elder, this change of surname is a big deal. What's more, although the Liang family's parents are not related by blood, they treat him as if they were their own child, and they have not been treated badly since he was a child. Liang Jian never thought about this change of surname. At this time, hearing the second master suddenly mention it, Liang Jian felt a little unhappy in his heart. However, for the sake of Old Tang's face, Liang Jian did not immediately refute. However, Old Tang did not disappoint him.

Regarding the second master's question, Lao Tang smiled faintly and replied: "It is not easy for the two members of the Liang family to raise Liang Jian, and now it is impossible to change the surname! Besides, it is his own son, it doesn't matter what the surname is! It's not your own, even if you carve a Tang character on his face, it's useless!"

Old Tang's words seem to be referring to something. Liang Jian subconsciously looked at Tang Jingyu, his cheeks were a little red, and the shame and anger in his eyes were about to burst out. But looking at Old Tang again, he didn't look at Tang Jingyu at all.

The second master laughed and said, "That's what I said, but if the Tang family's family business is taken over by a person with a foreign surname, it won't sound good!"

As soon as the second master's voice fell, Tang Ningyi, who had been gloomy in face, couldn't help it, and was about to speak when he opened his mouth, but the second master glanced over with one eye and said, "I'm talking to Ning Guo, you give me a good seat!"

Tang Ning seemed to be really a little afraid of this second master, so he held his breath and endured it again.

Old Tang glanced at Tang Ning one by one, smiled, and then said to the second master: "I am not interested in this mess of the Tang family, let alone my son!

The second master showed some displeasure on his face, and said, "Why did the Tang family become a mess? Don't think I don't know what you're doing outside now? Do you really think that you still live like that when you are seventy or eighty? Even if you don't think about yourself, you have to think about your son? Do you still want to repeat those things back then?"

mentioned the events of the year, Lao Tang's face also sank, put the chopsticks down, and said to the second master: "What happened back then, who was behind the ghost, I think you all know! I won't mention it today, and you'd better not mention it either, otherwise, don't blame me for not giving you a good look!" After Lao Tang finished speaking, his eyes moved slightly, fell on Tang Ningyi, and after snorting, he picked up his chopsticks again and continued to eat his own.

Liang Jian didn't know what they said back then, although they had mentioned it to Old Tang and Li Yuanli, but they all said it. At this moment, it sounds like the events of the year should have made a lot of trouble.

After Old Tang was so furious, the room fell silent. The second master kept his face calm and stopped talking.

After a while, someone's cell phone rang. The folk bells broke the silence of the room, and there was a bit of witty cold humor. But, no one dared to laugh.

The phone was from a young man in his early thirties sitting at a table on the far side. As soon as the phone rang, he hurriedly stood up, bowed down and apologized, and hurriedly walked out to answer the phone.

Still, his call seemed to break some kind of deadlock. Tang Yi, who hadn't spoken since he started eating, finally spoke: "Everyone has eaten almost, right?

After Tang Yi finished speaking, he looked at the second master: "Second master, you come to read the will!"

The second master nodded, reached out and picked up a bag from the feet of the ground, and took out a stack of papers from it. Liang Jian took a cursory look, and there were more than a dozen pages to say the least.

Wouldn't this be a will?

The second master rummaged through this stack of papers, and finally turned out two pieces of paper. I squinted my eyes for a while, but I shouldn't be able to see clearly, and I went to my bag and rummaged through it, as if I didn't find what I was looking for. He sighed, handed the paper to Tang Yi's side, and said, "You come and read it!

Before Tang Yi could stretch out his hand, Tang Ningyi suddenly stretched out his hand and grabbed it: "I'll read it!"

As soon as Tang Ning took the paper, his face changed after his eyes swept away! After reading two lines, his face became even more gloomy.

"Bang!"

Tang Ning slapped the two pieces of paper on the table one by one. A few wine glasses were poured on the table. Tang Ning pointed to a certain place on the paper, and asked the second master angrily: "How is this possible! The old man will not make such a will!"

The second master asked him: "How is it impossible! The will is in front of you! Can it be fake?"

Tang Ning looked at the second master, turned his head to look at Old Tang, and after a few seconds, he suddenly shouted: "The old man didn't mention the will at all, and I doubt the authenticity of this will!"

Old Tang sneered when he heard this, but did not speak. The second master was glared at him, and shouted: "You think I'm full! If you want to be suspicious, you can take this will to verify, it has your father's autograph! Moreover, when this will was made, Lawyer Wang of the First Law Firm was also present, if you don't believe it, you can call him over now and ask him clearly!"

"Then why did the old man never mention the matter of the will?" Tang Ningyi was still unwilling.

The second master snorted and said, "Look at your current appearance, why did he mention it to you?"

After Tang Ning was stunned one by one, he suddenly fell down like a leaky ball.

"Okay, don't be embarrassed, if you don't want to read it, give the will to Tang Yi and let him read it!" The second master scolded impatiently! Tang Ningyi's expression kept changing, and suddenly some madness appeared in his eyes, Liang Jian happened to see it, realized what he wanted to do, and was about to remind Tang Yi that Tang Yi had already moved, one hand pressed on Tang Ningyi's shoulder, and the other hand easily pulled out the two pieces of paper from under his hand.

"Ning Yi, you calm down first. The old man has one wish in his life, that is, he hopes that you and Ning Guo can get along in harmony!" Tang Yi said with a sigh.

Tang Ning snorted, reached out and patted away the hand he pressed on his shoulder, and got up to leave: "Jingyu, let's go!"

Tang Jingyu didn't move as if he hadn't heard it.

Tang Ning frowned and shouted again.

Tang Jingyu lowered his head, didn't move, and replied: "Uncle, you go first, I won't go!"

Tang Ning was stunned for a moment, looking at Tang Jingyu with a face full of disbelief: "What do you call me?"

Tang Jingyu didn't answer again.

Tang Ning looked at him, looked up at Old Tang again, suddenly laughed, and said continuously: "Good! Very good! Sure enough, Tang Ningguo, count you ruthless!"

Old Tang glanced at him coldly and said, "Ruthless, who can compare to you!"

Tang Ning squinted at him for a long time and then went out without looking back. Old Tang looked at Tang Jingyu for the first time, his eyes were a little complicated, and he suddenly sighed softly.

As soon as Tang Ning left, the second master said, "Tang Yi, read it!"

Don nodded.

The will is very simple, and the family business of the Tang family does not sound too big to be unimaginable. However, no matter how much you taste it, you will always taste something thrilling.

The will mentions that the Tang family's real estate around the world, including the United States, Canada and three domestic properties, was inherited by Liang Jian. But the villa on the outskirts of the city doesn't seem to be in this will.

In addition to these, there are not many other things inherited by other people in the family, such as Mengmeng and the like. And Tang Jingyu's name was not mentioned in the will at all. Tang Jingyu sat at this table, listening to Tang read the past line by line, and his face turned pale little by little.

The will was read quickly, and Liang Jian inherited nothing but those properties. To such an extent, it is not at all possible to let Liang Jian take over the Tang family's business. The will mentions that at present, all the industrial chains of the Tang family are presided over by the old Tang and assisted by Tang Yi. In other words, from now on, Lao Tang will be the head of the Tang family.

Liang Jian was surprised that Tang Yi had mentioned the successor before, as well as the words of the second master just now. But I was surprised, the Tang family's family business, the old Tang came to inherit it much better than him Liang Jian!

For those few properties, Liang Jian knows that they must be worth a lot of money, but owning so many properties at once may not be a good thing for him. As far as he knows, the real estate tax abroad is not like that in China, which is estimated to be enough for him to drink a pot of real estate tax every year!