Chapter 2

The old house of the Yang family is very large. It is completely a manor. It is located in the residence area of Shanghai old city. Those who are qualified to buy a manor here are not ordinary people.

The atmosphere of the Yang family today is a little strange. Even the servants in and out have a complex expression on their faces.

Because today, the Yang family will hold a family meeting, and the initiator of this family meeting is the waste young master Yang Qiu who has just returned home from the hospital.

"Xiaoju, do you know? I heard that everyone came this time. Do you want to see the joke of the waste master? "

"Don't talk nonsense. Although the young master is useless, he is very kind. At least he has never looked at us now."

"Yes, young master Yang Qiu is really poor. Everyone is bad to him, that is, his uncle has been protecting him. Otherwise, he would have been bullied to death by those young masters and young ladies."

"Stop talking and work quickly!"

The family meeting held by the Yang family today is really very special. As the head of the family, he naturally held the family meeting when the Yang family was there. However, the second generation of the Yang family did not appoint an heir. The third generation of heirs is a waste. The day before yesterday, the waste heir was still lying in the hospital waiting to die. Today, he called a family meeting, which makes many people in the Yang family full of fog.

Originally, many people didn't want to come, but the big housekeeper said that this family meeting involves the equity of Shenhua Group in the future. At this time, no one dared to say no more.

Chen Bo is the housekeeper of the Yang family. His name is Yang Hanchen. He is a confidant of the old man who has been with him all his life. Now he is Yang Qiu's guardian.

Yang Qiu obviously has parents, but the guardian is the housekeeper. It can be seen how disappointed old man Yang is with the second generation of the Yang family.

The Yang family appeared in the lobby one after another. Yang Qiu sat calmly in the middle, and Yang Hanchen stood next to him. Yang Mingshan and Du Yumei both had some eyes flashing. I don't know what they were thinking.

Seeing Yang Qiu's face numb, it didn't look like he was seriously injured. A look of surprise flashed in many people's eyes.

Could it be that this loser wasn't hurt?

"Waste is waste. What family meetings can he hold?"

A very harsh voice came from the door. Everyone turned around and looked at it. Three people came in from the door.

The person who came in was Yang Shixiong, the eldest of the Yang family's second generation of three sons and four daughters, and the person who spoke was Yang Ziteng, the real young master of the Yang family and Yang Shixiong's son.

Yang Ziteng is almost thirty years old, but he doesn't look stable at all.

"Zi Teng, shut up. Although Yang Qiu is a waste, he is still the heir of the Yang family."

The speaker was Yang Ziteng's mother, a woman wearing a cheongsam with a graceful but sarcastic face.

"Am I wrong? Everyone said, "do we have to sit here and listen to a waste lecture?"

Yang Shixiong coughed, glanced at the old three Yang Mingsheng next to him, then walked over and sat down with a cold face.

When Yang Shixiong arrived, everyone in the Yang family arrived.

"Well, everyone is here. Master Ziteng, sit down, too. At least, you should respect the young master. He is the heir of the Yang family."

The old housekeeper Yang Hanchen glanced at everyone, and then when he looked at Yang Ziteng, his eyes flashed, just a look, which made Yang Ziteng dare not be presumptuous any more.

Yang Mingsheng glanced at Yang Shixiong, then smiled sarcastically and said coldly:

"When did a servant dare to scold the young master at the family meeting?"

Yang Hanchen gave Yang Mingsheng a cold look and said faintly:

"I'm the master who asked me to stay as the young master's guardian. Third master, you're not qualified to talk to me like this. Shut your mouth!"

Yang Shixiong's eyes flashed two lines of indifference, but Yang Mingsheng was furious. He stared at Yang Hanchen with a very mean tone:

"Old man, I think you'd better leave the Yang family with that waste snack as soon as possible, otherwise you don't even know how to die in the future."

Yang Hanchen didn't speak, but he suddenly flashed a cold breath. It was cold in the whole hall. Yang Mingsheng immediately shrunk his neck and didn't dare to make a sound any more.

Yang Ziteng felt cold all over and couldn't help hiding behind Yang Shixiong.

"All right!"

Yang Shixiong's face became gloomy:

"The master is not like the master, and the servant is not like the servant. What is it? Let's go! "

Two sarcasm flashed in Yang Hanchen's eyes. He didn't mean to stop at all and said faintly:

"Sir, the young master is the heir. You are not qualified to start."

Yang Shixiong suddenly flashed a trace of gloom on his face, then stared at Yang Hanchen and said coldly:

"Yang Hanchen, do you really think the Yang family is yours? Is it enough that you have been a servant for ten years? "

At this time, Yang Qiu suddenly raised her head and smiled at Yang Hanchen:

"Uncle Chen, don't argue with these villains."

Yang Qiu's words suddenly detonated the whole hall.

Who is Yang Shixiong? Yang family's eldest uncle, his age and status are the highest. Yang Qiu actually said he was a villain?

And Yang Qiu doesn't talk like that at ordinary times. When there are many people, he doesn't even dare to show his face.

What happened today?

There are at least fifty or sixty people in the second and third generations of the Yang family in the huge lobby. Yang Qiu scolded everyone when so many people were together.

Yang Shixiong was so angry that he slapped the table and stood up:

"Yang Qiu, how dare you be arrogant? Can you repeat what you just said? "

Yang Mingsheng also stood up and said with a sneer:

"It's strange that a loser can say such a thing, brother. If no one taught him, the devil would believe it."

Yang Hanchen smiled, but stepped back. Yang Qiu slowly stood up from his chair. He suddenly had a very strange smell, which made everyone in the hall frown.

In the past, Yang Qiu was timid and even didn't dare to look up when he greeted people, but today, Yang Qiu has an air of decisiveness.

The change between the two is too great.

"I said, you are all a group of humble villains!"

"You fucking fart!"

Yang Mingsheng was so angry that he suddenly took two steps forward. Yang Hanchen thought Yang Mingsheng was going to do it. As soon as his face changed, he directly crossed out and stood in front of Yang Qiu:

"Third Master, what do you want to do?"

"What do I want to do? I... I'll teach this bastard a lesson. "

The rest of the Yang family didn't say a word. Today's play seems to end badly. How can there be such a big change in this waste?

Yang Qiu stretched out her hand and pulled Yang Hanchen, with a warm smile on her face:

"Uncle Chen, please step down. Such a person is not worth your anger and will dirty your mouth!"

Yang Ming trembled with anger. He sneered and was about to speak, but Yang Qiu gave him a faint look.

Just a look in his eyes scared Yang Mingsheng to speak no more.

Cold, ruthless, even bloody.

Is this the look in that loser's eyes?

Oh, my God!