Chapter 7: It's You
Lingling looked at himself in the mirror, as if he had an illusion, he didn't know himself in the mirror. At this time, his thoughts were broken: "When you are ready, we will go." Lingling opened the door and walked out. Luxury hotels, all cameras and reporters, everyone is very concerned about Mr. Hee's 70th birthday, as if as long as they can get today's headlines as long as they photograph him, Mr. Hee, a business magnate who has not appeared on TV for almost 12 years, heard that he is going to announce today that he will transition his position to one of his sons. All the journalists had already occupied the best position in this hotel long ago, in order to capture the new protagonist of the day.
"Is the mentally retarded child here? Today, the old man is 70 years old, and he must come, otherwise our plans will be in vain. Hee-woo asked Hee-yi.
"Don't worry, brother, I've already taken him over."
"Also, watch Xining, don't let him do anything."
"Brother, don't worry, I've already arranged it. When the old man declares you the heir, look for an opportunity to kill them and the two. Let's just say that the son was dissatisfied with his father's decision and waited for the opportunity to harm his father, causing the unfortunate result of the two of them, which is simply killing two birds with one stone! Xi Yi smiled evilly. Hee Woo is also very satisfied.
Mr. Xi sat in a wheelchair and looked at his watch, his eyes were determined. "Master, it's about to start."
"Distinguished guests, thank you for coming to Mr. Xi's 70th birthday. Now that the ceremony begins, Mr. Xi is invited to speak on stage. ”
There was a thunderous applause, and everyone looked to the other side of the door. The door slowly opened, and a vicissitudes of life and a kind old man sat in a wheelchair, and anyone could see that he had reached his twilight years, and who could imagine that he was the leading boss of the business industry back then. The assistant pushed Mr. Xi onto the stage and handed him the microphone. "Hello everyone, I'm Xiyin, thank you very much for giving me such a big face as an old man to participate in my 70th birthday. I hope you eat and drink well and have fun. After saying this, there was another thunderous applause. At this time, in a corner far from the stage. "I vote for Xiyu, he will definitely choose Xiyu, bet 5000"
"I don't think he will choose Xiyi, I bet 10,000"
"Don't you think he prefers his youngest son Xining, I'll bet 20,000"
"I'm betting on Xinuo, 1 million" Mr. Ouyang suddenly appeared
"Xino? Who is Xino? ”
"Let me think"
"Oh~ I know, it's the mentally handicapped son who hasn't heard from him for 12 years."
"Old gentleman, you're an old fool, that retarded mind, but you bet so much, I like it."
Mr. Xi cleared his throat, "On my birthday this time, I want to announce one thing. "Everyone is holding their breath and waiting for this headline tomorrow. Hee-woo's tail was cocked to the sky. The hearts of bettors are beating faster, the temptation of a million is in front of them, and no one can calm down.
"My successor is Xinuo," the old gentleman said this, and the audience stood still for 1 second. After that, a buzzing sound filled the entire venue. "Xinnuo, who is it" Obviously, everyone has forgotten about this person who has been sealed for 12 years, since he was 8 years old and mentally abnormal, he has disappeared from people's view, and Mr. Xi has not appeared in public view since. This sentence rang in the ears of all the spectators, and everyone on the street looked at the display. Buses, private cars, taxis all report this sentence.
In the café, Yin Xiao listened carefully, and there were tears in his eyes. Liuyi looked at him strangely, "What's wrong with you?" Then a man in a suit and leather shoes walked out on TV, the camera zoomed in, and what he exuded was neither noble nor cold, only ethereal. Hee Woo's teeth were about to bleed, but he hadn't lost his mind yet, and he motioned to Hee Yi. Xi Yi immediately faced the camera, "Since my father has been in bed for many years, I haven't seen Xi Nuo for a long time, so I forgot that Xi Nuo's younger brother has a brain problem." ”
"Hello everyone, I'm Xinuo, my father's dearest son. It's rumored that I have a problem with my IQ, after all, it's a rumor! A week ago, Mr. Ouyang handed over the diagnosis to Mr. Xi, and Mr. Xi's hands were trembling.
"Impossible." Xi Yi never believed it. Xinuo took out the diagnosis book from behind him and put it in front of the camera, at the same time, Yin Xiao ran out of the café and cried silently, and Liuyi looked at it blankly, not knowing what was going on.
In the corner of the hotel, Mr. Ouyang put away the tens of thousands of yuan he had won, and others were red-eyed. Xinuo's photos and videos were instantly broadcast on TV. The major media had to rewrite the pickaxe, and no one expected it to be Xinuo.