With Master Fu gone, no one was protecting Fu Yunshen anymore.
Actually, Fu Yunshen did not stay in the Fu family for long.
Fu Yunshen went to the capital when he was five years old and lived there for almost ten years.
When he was fourteen, Master Fu brought him back to Hu City.
Then, he was known as the number one playboy in Hu City.
When he was eighteen, Fu Yunshen went to the capital and there was news in Hu City that he had provoked Family Meng.
Therefore, Grandpa Fu sent him to Continent O that very night. Almost four years later, Fu Yunshen came back to China again.
After all, Fu Yunshen had only lived in the Fu Family for less than ten years.
But Fu Mingcheng still did not like Fu Yunshen, because Master Fu thought too highly of him.
He was just a playboy who could do nothing but have a good face.
What right did Fu Yunshen have?
With Old Master Fu's departure, Fu Mingcheng felt a lot more relaxed. The heavy burden on his heart had also been lifted.
Unlike the other ancestors, Master Fu had a very high status in the Fu family.
The Fu family could have such a high status in Hu City because of Master Fu.
To Fu Mingcheng's surprise, Master Fu did not hide the will but left it on the desk.
Mrs. Fu saw it too. "Mingcheng, here."
Fu Mingcheng quickly walked over, picked up the will on the desk and started to read it.
When he saw that Master Fu had left Imperial Fragrance Workshop, 15% of Fu Group's shares and all the properties in the capital to Fu Yunshen, the veins on Fu Mingcheng's forehead and neck throbbed violently.
He was so angry that he tore up the will in his hands.
Mrs. Fu knew what was going on when she saw his actions.
She opened her mouth, "Imperial Fragrance Workshop … Old Master really gave Imperial Fragrance Workshop to him?"
Even though both of them were prepared for this, they still couldn't accept it after reading the will.
Imperial Fragrance Market!
The cornerstone of the Fu family!
It was taken away by a silkpants, and within a few days, it was all squandered away.
Fu Mingcheng took a deep breath. "Let's prepare for the funeral first. Dad is 85 years old, and this is a joyous funeral. It's a good thing. Invite the master over, set the time for the funeral, and invite all the wealthy families to a banquet."
When an elderly person above 80 years old passed away, the funeral could be considered a happy funeral.
Therefore, the Fu family would also hold a banquet for three days according to tradition.
This was a good opportunity for Fu Mingcheng to rope in business partners.
A few days ago, Su Ruan's father, Su Lianghui, gave him a letter of approval, saying that he would support him.
He also wanted to let Fu Yunshen see clearly who was fit to inherit the Fu family.
Fu Mingcheng also understood that it was useless for him to tear up the will.
Master Fu was a cautious person. He would always prepare many copies of his will, and it would definitely be notarized, so it would have legal effect.
Mrs. Fu woke up from her dream and hurried down to make a call.
They didn't need to prepare anything like a coffin, as they had already prepared it a long time ago.
No one had expected that the funeral they had prepared for more than three years would come in handy now.
Fu Mingcheng threw the torn document into the dustbin, took one more look at Master Fu, who was lying on the bed, and went out.
On the other side.
After Mrs. Fu called Fu Mingcheng's siblings, she hurried upstairs.
"Yichen!" Mrs. Fu knocked on the door. Hearing him snoring loudly in the room, she opened the door with the key. "Yichen, wake up."
"Mom, don't disturb me." Fu Yichen mumbled and turned around. "It's the weekend, let me sleep for a while more."
"Still sleeping?" Mrs. Fu grabbed his ear angrily. "Your grandfather has passed away, why are you still sleeping?"
These words woke Fu Yichen up.
He opened his eyes and got up. "Mom, what did you say?"
"Your grandfather passed away this morning." There wasn't much grief on Mrs. Fu's face. She just said calmly, "Get up quickly and prepare with me."
Fu Yichen hurriedly put on his clothes. "Isn't Grandpa well now? Why … "
As he spoke, he seemed to have realized something and asked anxiously, "Where's the will? How did Grandpa distribute it? "
The Fu family was so big and Master Fu had many siblings. Fu Mingcheng's generation alone had more than 20 people, not to mention Fu Yichen and the rest.
Mrs. Fu didn't say anything.
"Don't tell me he gave it all to Fu Yunshen?" Fu Yichen's expression changed. "Is Grandpa crazy? Big Brother is still around and he's letting him inherit the Fu family? "
"You don't have to worry about that." Outside the door, Fu Mingcheng's expression was cold. "Fu Yunshen isn't my and your mother's child. He's not a member of the Fu family and has no right to inherit the Fu family."
Fu Yichen was stunned. "Dad … what did you say?"
He had been jealous of Fu Yunshen for so many years, but in the end, Fu Yunshen wasn't a member of the Fu family?!
Fu Mingcheng ignored him and hurriedly went to look for He Quan, the executor appointed by Master Fu.
**
In just one morning, the four noble families received news of Master Fu's death.
The Jiang family had been steadily following the Fu family all these years. Jiang Moyuan had also been working hard to make the Jiang family suppress the Fu family and become the leader of the four noble families.
But Jiang Moyuan had been busy with company matters and didn't pay much attention to the outside world. It was Old Madam Jiang, Ye Suhe, who called him back.
"He passed away?" Jiang Moyuan was taken aback, which was a rare occurrence. After a while, he slowly spat out a cold sentence. "That's to be expected."
Master Fu's health had always been poor. Even if he was cured, there would probably be some side effects.
Jiang Moyuan didn't feel anything about this.
To him, Master Fu was just a stranger.
The friendship between their ancestors had long faded when it came to them.
Ye Suhe was brewing tea and said calmly, "With Fu Yichang gone, Hu City is going to change. Moyuan, this is your chance."
The Fu family was fighting to split the family assets. How could outsiders not want to swallow the Fu family?
Although she had previously wanted Jiang Moyuan to marry the daughter of the Fu family and had a good relationship with Madam Fu.
But how could there be a lasting friendship in this world?
The Jiang family naturally prioritized benefits.
Jiang Moyuan nodded slightly. "Mom, I understand."
Using the Fu family's internal strife as an opportunity, the Jiang family might be able to suppress the Fu family and even acquire a few of their big businesses.
Jiang Moyuan sat on the sofa, loosened his tie, and picked up a cup of tea.
After taking a sip, he seemed to have thought of something. His expression froze, and his eyes darkened.
With Master Fu gone, the one who would be affected the most was Fu Yunshen.
Without Master Fu, Fu Yunshen, that playboy, had no one to support him.
Jiang Moyuan rubbed the cup, his eyes darkening.
In this way, Ying Zijin would also …
Jiang Moyuan's fingers clenched slightly. He slowly exhaled, and his brows relaxed.
He had heard that Ying Zijin had been chased out of the Family Ying. He could also bring her to the Jiang family.
Ye Suhe noticed the change in his emotions. "Moyuan, what are you thinking of?"
"Nothing," Jiang Moyuan said calmly. "I'm thinking that you're right, Mom. This is my chance."
When Ye Suhe heard this, she nodded and did not ask any further.
**
Because it was the weekend, Old Mr. Zhong didn't go to the office.
As usual, he woke up at 8 am and went out for a walk. He also bought some groceries on the way.
Old Mr. Zhong quite liked this kind of commoner life. He had even learned to cook recently.
When he returned home, it was already 11 am. He saw Butler Zhong sitting on the sofa in a daze, rubbing his eyes from time to time. He couldn't help but find it strange. "What's wrong?"
"Old Master." Butler Zhong saw him return and stood up immediately. "Old Master, the Fu … the Fu family is holding a funeral."
Old Mr. Zhong didn't react and asked mechanically, "Who?"
"Master Fu." Butler Zhong wiped his tears. "He just passed away this morning."
Old Mr. Zhong's body swayed and his face turned pale.
"Grandpa." Ying Zijin's expression changed slightly. She quickly went forward and supported him. She picked up the water she had prepared. "Grandpa, drink some water."
When the old man's emotions fluctuated too much, it would cause a lot of damage to his body.
Old Mr. Zhong trembled and forced himself to drink a mouthful of water.
Ying Zijin had put medicine in the water to help him calm down.
"Zijin, go find that boy. Grandpa is fine." After drinking the water, before Old Mr. Zhong had time to feel sad, he thought of the most important thing. "At this time, he is the one who can't accept it the most. Look at him. Old Master Fu said that when he goes crazy, he even hurts himself."
After confirming that Old Mr. Zhong was fine, Ying Zijin released her hand and left.
**
The news spread like wildfire. Fu Mingcheng wanted to hold a large funeral, so he couldn't suppress it and it spread directly to the capital.
Mu Heqing couldn't believe it either.
For a moment, he didn't speak and fell silent.
Next to him, Mu Cheng asked tentatively, "Old Master, what should we do?"
"Activate the private jet." Mu Heqing quickly made a decision. "Go to Hu City."
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