Lu Fan had such a scene appear in his dream more than once.
At that time, because of his credulity in others' slander, this old man kicked himself out of the Lu family's gate with a piece of paper and wandered from Shangjing to Nandu, a journey of thousands of miles! He was penniless and had tasted all the bitterness of life...
Just when he thought that with the help of the 400 million in his hands, he could turn around and fight his way back to Beijing, this old man actually died!
I am like a dragon returning from the sea. If the sea does not welcome me, I will come on my own!
But the figure in the sea was broken into the rolling waves.
Lu Fan stared at the news blankly and murmured: "He should wait for me to go back."
"Master, Master, he..."
Lu Fuqing hesitated to speak, his eyes filled with deep sadness.
The Tang family present looked at each other in confusion. They originally thought that the old man was the actor Lu Fan called to act in front of them, but the emotions exuded by the two of them seemed real.
Who died? Lu Fan’s relative?
But isn't Lu Fan an orphan? A good-for-nothing son-in-law who has no relatives.
"Lu Fan, your acting is quite realistic. Even now, you still don't admit that you stole the money. Do you want us to raise money for you to hold a memorial service? Stop pretending and take the money out quickly, otherwise we will do it now.
Call the police and let the police arrest you and put you in jail!"
When Wang Li saw that she was ignored by Lu Fan several times, she immediately stepped forward angrily and wanted to grab Lu Fan's arm.
"roll!"
Lu Fan raised his hand, and Wang Li, who was about to reach out for his arm, screamed and fell to the ground.
The Tang family was horrified. Lu Fan had beaten Tang Tao in front of Tang Sheng before, and now he dared to push Wang Li under the old lady's nose. Could this good-for-nothing son-in-law want to rebel?
"Grandma! Look at Lu Fan! He stole money, but now he dares to hit me. You have to make the decision for your grandson-in-law!"
Wang Li was lying on the ground, refusing to be helped by other people, and cried loudly.
The old lady looked at Lu Fan with a serious face and whispered: "Lu Fan, do you know what you are doing!"
Lu Fan completely ignored them, just stared at Lu Fuqing and asked: "Old man, what did you say?"
"He wrote you a letter before he passed away, but you have to open it yourself." Lu Fuqing put away the phone and raised his head and said.
"Where is the letter?"
"downstairs."
Lu Fan closed his eyes and strode away from the scene.
Lu Fuqing sighed and hurriedly followed.
Many Tang family members in the corridor were left with confused faces, especially the old lady, who looked more embarrassed than ever before. She felt shame, an unprecedented shame!
The entrance of the hospital.
Although it was late at night, dozens of Rolls-Royces parked side by side with double flashers still attracted the attention of many passers-by and hospital staff.
Although Nandu is a coastal city and richer than other inland cities, it is still extremely rare to see dozens of Rolls-Royce Stretch Phantoms appearing at the same time.
When Lu Fan walked to the door of the hospital, he saw a middle-aged man in a black suit standing in front of the door respectfully with his hands lowered.
Only his right arm was wrapped in a black cloth.
He ignored the middle-aged man's excited gaze, walked straight out of the door, turned and entered the alley next to the hospital.
The middle-aged man's breathing was a little rapid, and he waved to the motorcade behind him without looking back, and followed Lu Fan's footsteps.
"Kachacha..."
With a crisp sound, all the Rolls-Royce doors opened simultaneously, and one after another, the men in black with high status came out.
After getting off the bus, these people all walked into the alley.
Line up in two rows and stand behind Lu Fuqing.
Facing Lu Fan's back, they, led by Lu Fuqing, bent down heavily and shouted in unison.
"Master Lu!"
Lu Fan did not look back, his eyes were a little complicated.
This scene made him feel confused and recalled many things in the past.
But the people behind them just kept bowing at 90 degrees, not even daring to take a breath.
"Where's the letter?" Lu Fan stretched out his hand and asked.
The middle-aged man strode forward, still maintaining his bowing posture, took out a gold-gilded envelope from his arms, and respectfully handed it to Lu Fan.
"Master, your uncle has now succeeded to the position of head of the family. He asked me to come and take you home!" the middle-aged man said solemnly.
"Young Master please come home!" Everyone else roared in unison.
"Uncle?" Lu Fan sneered, opened the envelope in his hand, glanced at it, took out his lighter, and burned the letter.
"Yes, uncle asked me to tell you that he does not recognize the expulsion order that the old man issued against you. After the funeral is over, he will issue his first family order to restore you as the eldest young master of the Lu family, and
, right of succession.”
The middle-aged man did not dare to raise his head and just answered respectfully.
Lu Jianping, who has succeeded to the throne, is only the second-in-line successor after Lu Fan leaves. Once Lu Fan regains his identity, he can take over Lu Jianping at any time and become the head of the Lu family as long as he returns to Beijing!
At this time, Qiao Shi, who was kneeling at the back of the crowd, was flushed with excitement. He felt that the biggest game in his political career had become a reality.
Lu Fan regains his identity and becomes the next heir of the Lu family. As his right-hand man who can stand by his side when he is down and out, his future prospects are limitless!
"Go back and tell uncle."
Lu Fan turned around, looked at the person kneeling on the ground in front of him and said.
"I'm living a good life in Nandu. My wife and I are about to have a baby. I don't have time to go back for the time being. If he really misses me, he can come to Nandu as a guest and I'll invite him to tea."
After Lu Fan finished speaking, he shook up the ashes in his hand, turned around, and strode away.
