Chapter 1963: 1963
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The scene for a time seems a bit strange, one side shouting against fierce opposition, the other side is silent.
For a moment, Branson's heirs reacted. They looked up at old Branson and said nothing more.
Old Branson looked at his children and grandchildren and said, "are you finished? It's my turn to say two words. The first is that the will has not been sent to the law office! "
As soon as this sentence was spoken, his children and grandchildren were trembling and shocked.
But old Branson did not give them any chance to respond. He then said, "even if the will is sent, I have the right to amend the will. That is to say, these things still belong to me and have nothing to do with you."
"It belongs to the entire Branson family, not to one person!" Said Branson's son.
Old Branson looked at his son. "Are you going to turn against me?"
Branson's son was stunned and didn't dare to say more. After all, the Branson family has a lot of property. Even if the Chinese antiques are really sent out, it is only one tenth of the family's property.
If you really have a fight with old Branson and he can't get any money, isn't it a big loss?
Blocking one of his sons' mouths, old Branson snorted, "I called you here today. I didn't ask you to come here to oppose it. I just told you about it. Please remember, it's a notice! This is the second sentence! "
Old Branson's children and grandchildren were all stupefied. They didn't expect that old Branson was not discussing at all. He was trying to force things!
Mei Chaoning looks at Yang Bo's direction and is shocked. He feels that this is just a refresh of his three outlooks. In order to give the antiques to Yang Bo, the old Branson even does not care about the opposition of his children and grandchildren. What kind of spirit is this!
This kind of spirit is really too moving! Why can't he have such a thing?
Old Branson continued: "I've finished. If you have any comments, you don't have to tell me. Just hold on. Those who want to join the lunch can stay. If you really don't want to, you can leave."
The scene was quiet. Obviously, everyone had already felt the determination of old Branson. He would never give in!
Soon, old Branson's children and grandchildren all turned around and left, leaving only Yang Bo and his party at the scene.
Old Branson didn't seem to care. He turned to Yang Bo with a smile. "Mr. Yang, it's ok now. There's no more noise. Let's have a chat?"
"Good!" Yang Bo smiles and answers.
Yang Bo and old Branson did not stop in the living room. They went into a room.
Fan Changhua followed a few steps, but he was stopped by Tom.
Tom was smiling and respectful. "Hello, sir. The two gentlemen are going into the room to communicate. Everything here is available. Please use it slowly."
Fan Changhua stopped, laughed and did not speak.
Soon Tom turned and left.
Mei Chaoning looked at the direction of Yang Bo's departure and couldn't help but say: "this is the gap."
Fan Changhua asked: "teacher, do you know what's going on?"
Mei Chaoning shook her head. "If I knew what was going on, I wouldn't stay here."
Gao Xin said with a smile: "it's not because old Branson admires Mr. Yang very much. Otherwise, how could he send him something for no reason?"
"Is Mr. Yang the illegitimate son of old Branson?" Wang said suddenly.
"It doesn't look like it at all. Yang Bo is a pure Chinese. Where can he have foreign blood?"
Fan Changhua hesitated a little, "I think, there must be some inside information about this matter, or is it that they have a secret transaction?"
"The secret trade of two men?" Someone said something out of the blue.
The scene suddenly some quiet down, however, we all looked at each other.
Mei Chaoning frowned and rebuked, "don't talk nonsense!"
Fan Changhua said with a smile: "yes, we don't talk nonsense. Old Branson is so old, he may be interested in small fresh meat, but his surname is Yang..."
"Fan Changhua, what do you say?" Mei Chaoning interrupted directly, with a stern tone.
Fan Changhua was stunned and then came to his senses and said, "teacher, I made a mistake. Don't blame me, don't blame me!"
Mei Chaoning snorted coldly, "OK, let's eat something. Maybe when they finish talking, we will be busy. This time, we may send a lot of things. If we get the thing we want, there should be other cultural relics to get!"
Yang Bo and old Branson are sitting in the study, with tea in front of them. They do not speak first.
For a long time, old Branson looked at Yang Bo and said, "Mr. Yang, thank you for your medicinal wine. I feel much better these two days."
Yang Bo laughs, "you just drink a drop, had so big effect."
Old Branson nodded. It was for this reason that he came to Yang Bo. It was just a drop of medicinal wine, which made him feel more energetic in the past two days, and even recovered some functions that he had lost.Early this morning, he felt that he had recovered some function, which strengthened his determination!
"Mr. Yang, I won't beat around the bush. Just tell me the price. How much is the small bottle of medicinal wine you took out that day?" Asked Branson.
Yang Bo did not respond, he took out a small wine bottle from his pocket and put it on the table.
Old Branson glared at the wine on the table, his eyes shining. It was a good thing to prolong his life!
Yang Bo said with a smile: "since Mr. Branson has tasted this kind of medicinal wine, I'll tell you the truth. Such a bottle of medicinal wine can prolong his life by 10 years, worth 2 billion pounds!"
"Two billion pounds?" Old Branson's eyes widened. "It's impossible!"
Yang Bo stares at each other and laughs. "Mr. Branson, since you think it is impossible, is it impossible for you to sell medicinal wine?"
Branson shook his head. "There is an old saying in China that you ask for a high price and pay back the money. All these can be discussed!"
Yang Bo stares at Branson. "If you really want to talk about it, what's your psychological price?"
Branson thought, "ten million pounds!"
Yang Bo laughed, "Mr. Branson, if it's only this price, you don't have to ask your children and grandchildren to come over?"
Of course, Yang Bo would not agree to this price. At first, in the Hong Kong government, those rich people jointly wanted to spend 10 million yuan to buy his medicinal wine, but in the end, it has doubled?
This is not the Hong Kong government, and we don't need to think too much about social sophistication. Naturally, we have to sell at a high price. If the amount of 10 million pounds is less than 100 million yuan, Yang Bo will not accept it!
"Eleven million!" Branson didn't give up and went on.
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The scene for a time seems a bit strange, one side shouting against fierce opposition, the other side is silent.
For a moment, Branson's heirs reacted. They looked up at old Branson and said nothing more.
Old Branson looked at his children and grandchildren and said, "are you finished? It's my turn to say two words. The first is that the will has not been sent to the law office! "
As soon as this sentence was spoken, his children and grandchildren were trembling and shocked.
But old Branson did not give them any chance to respond. He then said, "even if the will is sent, I have the right to amend the will. That is to say, these things still belong to me and have nothing to do with you."
"It belongs to the entire Branson family, not to one person!" Said Branson's son.
Old Branson looked at his son. "Are you going to turn against me?"
Branson's son was stunned and didn't dare to say more. After all, the Branson family has a lot of property. Even if the Chinese antiques are really sent out, it is only one tenth of the family's property.
If you really have a fight with old Branson and he can't get any money, isn't it a big loss?
Blocking one of his sons' mouths, old Branson snorted, "I called you here today. I didn't ask you to come here to oppose it. I just told you about it. Please remember, it's a notice! This is the second sentence! "
Old Branson's children and grandchildren were all stupefied. They didn't expect that old Branson was not discussing at all. He was trying to force things!
Mei Chaoning looks at Yang Bo's direction and is shocked. He feels that this is just a refresh of his three outlooks. In order to give the antiques to Yang Bo, the old Branson even does not care about the opposition of his children and grandchildren. What kind of spirit is this!
This kind of spirit is really too moving! Why can't he have such a thing?
Old Branson continued: "I've finished. If you have any comments, you don't have to tell me. Just hold on. Those who want to join the lunch can stay. If you really don't want to, you can leave."
The scene was quiet. Obviously, everyone had already felt the determination of old Branson. He would never give in!
Soon, old Branson's children and grandchildren all turned around and left, leaving only Yang Bo and his party at the scene.
Old Branson didn't seem to care. He turned to Yang Bo with a smile. "Mr. Yang, it's ok now. There's no more noise. Let's have a chat?"
"Good!" Yang Bo smiles and answers.
Yang Bo and old Branson did not stop in the living room. They went into a room.
Fan Changhua followed a few steps, but he was stopped by Tom.
Tom was smiling and respectful. "Hello, sir. The two gentlemen are going into the room to communicate. Everything here is available. Please use it slowly."
Fan Changhua stopped, laughed and did not speak.
Soon Tom turned and left.
Mei Chaoning looked at the direction of Yang Bo's departure and couldn't help but say: "this is the gap."
Fan Changhua asked: "teacher, do you know what's going on?"
Mei Chaoning shook her head. "If I knew what was going on, I wouldn't stay here."
Gao Xin said with a smile: "it's not because old Branson admires Mr. Yang very much. Otherwise, how could he send him something for no reason?"
"Is Mr. Yang the illegitimate son of old Branson?" Wang said suddenly.
"It doesn't look like it at all. Yang Bo is a pure Chinese. Where can he have foreign blood?"
Fan Changhua hesitated a little, "I think, there must be some inside information about this matter, or is it that they have a secret transaction?"
"The secret trade of two men?" Someone said something out of the blue.
The scene suddenly some quiet down, however, we all looked at each other.
Mei Chaoning frowned and rebuked, "don't talk nonsense!"
Fan Changhua said with a smile: "yes, we don't talk nonsense. Old Branson is so old, he may be interested in small fresh meat, but his surname is Yang..."
"Fan Changhua, what do you say?" Mei Chaoning interrupted directly, with a stern tone.
Fan Changhua was stunned and then came to his senses and said, "teacher, I made a mistake. Don't blame me, don't blame me!"
Mei Chaoning snorted coldly, "OK, let's eat something. Maybe when they finish talking, we will be busy. This time, we may send a lot of things. If we get the thing we want, there should be other cultural relics to get!"
Yang Bo and old Branson are sitting in the study, with tea in front of them. They do not speak first.
For a long time, old Branson looked at Yang Bo and said, "Mr. Yang, thank you for your medicinal wine. I feel much better these two days."
Yang Bo laughs, "you just drink a drop, had so big effect."
Old Branson nodded. It was for this reason that he came to Yang Bo. It was just a drop of medicinal wine, which made him feel more energetic in the past two days, and even recovered some functions that he had lost.Early this morning, he felt that he had recovered some function, which strengthened his determination!
"Mr. Yang, I won't beat around the bush. Just tell me the price. How much is the small bottle of medicinal wine you took out that day?" Asked Branson.
Yang Bo did not respond, he took out a small wine bottle from his pocket and put it on the table.
Old Branson glared at the wine on the table, his eyes shining. It was a good thing to prolong his life!
Yang Bo said with a smile: "since Mr. Branson has tasted this kind of medicinal wine, I'll tell you the truth. Such a bottle of medicinal wine can prolong his life by 10 years, worth 2 billion pounds!"
"Two billion pounds?" Old Branson's eyes widened. "It's impossible!"
Yang Bo stares at each other and laughs. "Mr. Branson, since you think it is impossible, is it impossible for you to sell medicinal wine?"
Branson shook his head. "There is an old saying in China that you ask for a high price and pay back the money. All these can be discussed!"
Yang Bo stares at Branson. "If you really want to talk about it, what's your psychological price?"
Branson thought, "ten million pounds!"
Yang Bo laughed, "Mr. Branson, if it's only this price, you don't have to ask your children and grandchildren to come over?"
Of course, Yang Bo would not agree to this price. At first, in the Hong Kong government, those rich people jointly wanted to spend 10 million yuan to buy his medicinal wine, but in the end, it has doubled?
This is not the Hong Kong government, and we don't need to think too much about social sophistication. Naturally, we have to sell at a high price. If the amount of 10 million pounds is less than 100 million yuan, Yang Bo will not accept it!
"Eleven million!" Branson didn't give up and went on.
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The scene for a time seems a bit strange, one side shouting against fierce opposition, the other side is silent. For a moment, Branson's heirs reacted. They looked up at old Branson and said nothing more. Old Branson looked at his children and grandchildren and said, "are you finished? It's my turn to say two words. The first is that the will has not been sent to the law office! " As soon as this sentence was spoken, his children and grandchildren were trembling and shocked. But old Branson did not give them any chance to respond. He then said, "even if the will is sent, I have the right to amend the will. That is to say, these things still belong to me and have nothing to do with you." "It belongs to the entire Branson family, not to one person!" Said Branson's son. Old Branson looked at his son. "Are you going to turn against me?" Branson's son was stunned and didn't dare to say more. After all, the Branson family has a lot of property. Even if the Chinese antiques are really sent out, it is only one tenth of the family's property. If you really have a fight with old Branson and he can't get any money, isn't it a big loss? Blocking one of his sons' mouths, old Branson snorted, "I called you here today. I didn't ask you to come here to oppose it. I just told you about it. Please remember, it's a notice! This is the second sentence! " Old Branson's children and grandchildren were all stupefied. They didn't expect that old Branson was not discussing at all. He was trying to force things! Mei Chaoning looks at Yang Bo's direction and is shocked. He feels that this is just a refresh of his three outlooks. In order to give the antiques to Yang Bo, the old Branson even does not care about the opposition of his children and grandchildren. What kind of spirit is this! This kind of spirit is really too moving! Why can't he have such a thing? Old Branson continued: "I've finished. If you have any comments, you don't have to tell me. Just hold on. Those who want to join the lunch can stay. If you really don't want to, you can leave." The scene was quiet. Obviously, everyone had already felt the determination of old Branson. He would never give in! Soon, old Branson's children and grandchildren all turned around and left, leaving only Yang Bo and his party at the scene. Old Branson didn't seem to care. He turned to Yang Bo with a smile. "Mr. Yang, it's ok now. There's no more noise. Let's have a chat?" "Good!" Yang Bo smiles and answers. Yang Bo and old Branson did not stop in the living room. They went into a room. Fan Changhua followed a few steps, but he was stopped by Tom. Tom was smiling and respectful. "Hello, sir. The two gentlemen are going into the room to communicate. Everything here is available. Please use it slowly." Fan Changhua stopped, laughed and did not speak. Soon Tom turned and left. Mei Chaoning looked at the direction of Yang Bo's departure and couldn't help but say: "this is the gap." Fan Changhua asked: "teacher, do you know what's going on?" Mei Chaoning shook her head. "If I knew what was going on, I wouldn't stay here." Gao Xin said with a smile: "it's not because old Branson admires Mr. Yang very much. Otherwise, how could he send him something for no reason?" "Is Mr. Yang the illegitimate son of old Branson?" Wang said suddenly. "It doesn't look like it at all. Yang Bo is a pure Chinese. Where can he have foreign blood?" Fan Changhua hesitated a little, "I think, there must be some inside information about this matter, or is it that they have a secret transaction?" "The secret trade of two men?" Someone said something out of the blue. The scene suddenly some quiet down, however, we all looked at each other. Mei Chaoning frowned and rebuked, "don't talk nonsense!" Fan Changhua said with a smile: "yes, we don't talk nonsense. Old Branson is so old, he may be interested in small fresh meat, but his surname is Yang..." "Fan Changhua, what do you say?" Mei Chaoning interrupted directly, with a stern tone. Fan Changhua was stunned and then came to his senses and said, "teacher, I made a mistake. Don't blame me, don't blame me!" Mei Chaoning snorted coldly, "OK, let's eat something. Maybe when they finish talking, we will be busy. This time, we may send a lot of things. If we get the thing we want, there should be other cultural relics to get!" Yang Bo and old Branson are sitting in the study, with tea in front of them. They do not speak first. For a long time, old Branson looked at Yang Bo and said, "Mr. Yang, thank you for your medicinal wine. I feel much better these two days." Yang Bo laughs, "you just drink a drop, had so big effect." Old Branson nodded. It was for this reason that he came to Yang Bo. It was just a drop of medicinal wine, which made him feel more energetic in the past two days, and even recovered some functions that he had lost.Early this morning, he felt that he had recovered some function, which strengthened his determination! "Mr. Yang, I won't beat around the bush. Just tell me the price. How much is the small bottle of medicinal wine you took out that day?" Asked Branson. Yang Bo did not respond, he took out a small wine bottle from his pocket and put it on the table. Old Branson glared at the wine on the table, his eyes shining. It was a good thing to prolong his life! Yang Bo said with a smile: "since Mr. Branson has tasted this kind of medicinal wine, I'll tell you the truth. Such a bottle of medicinal wine can prolong his life by 10 years, worth 2 billion pounds!" "Two billion pounds?" Old Branson's eyes widened. "It's impossible!" Yang Bo stares at each other and laughs. "Mr. Branson, since you think it is impossible, is it impossible for you to sell medicinal wine?" Branson shook his head. "There is an old saying in China that you ask for a high price and pay back the money. All these can be discussed!" Yang Bo stares at Branson. "If you really want to talk about it, what's your psychological price?" Branson thought, "ten million pounds!" Yang Bo laughed, "Mr. Branson, if it's only this price, you don't have to ask your children and grandchildren to come over?" Of course, Yang Bo would not agree to this price. At first, in the Hong Kong government, those rich people jointly wanted to spend 10 million yuan to buy his medicinal wine, but in the end, it has doubled? This is not the Hong Kong government, and we don't need to think too much about social sophistication. Naturally, we have to sell at a high price. If the amount of 10 million pounds is less than 100 million yuan, Yang Bo will not accept it! "Eleven million!" Branson didn't give up and went on. www.mylovenovel.com , the fastest update of the webnovel!
