Rebirth of MC

Chapter 2

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At that time, this beautiful scenery will no longer exist...

After two hours, he finally arrived at the destination, or got off the car in Yuan, and walked towards a very beautiful small bungalow in the south of the residential area. This is the home he once abandoned. His parents passed away, and he has no relatives in this world anymore. , the mother and son who now occupy this small bungalow have nothing to do with him at all. Thinking of which woman was cruelly kicked down the hillside and died after being eaten by the magic ants in the last life, or in Yuan's heart, he hated it very much. When he saw the woman's disgusting face, he would kill her directly, but he couldn't...

He bit his lip, or took a few deep breaths in Yuanyuan, suppressing the hatred in his heart, and then came to the gate of the courtyard. The CCTV above the gate had already read his identity the moment he approached. , I saw the door lock flickering, and the door was already opened.

Or Zaiyuan walked directly towards the main house, because he knew that the woman would definitely be there by now.

Open the door and walk into the lobby of the main house, and sure enough, I saw the woman with exquisite makeup, wearing a long beaded dress, sitting on the sofa and teasing the lawyer. When she saw Yuan, her bright smile disappeared instantly. .

"It actually takes two hours to come back, or the young master is really arrogant!!"

Faced with stepmother Zhou Huijiao's vicious words, Gu Zaiyuan didn't feel any pain, didn't even look at her, and directly sat down on the sofa opposite her.

"How do you plan to divide the inheritance this time?" The first sentence he spoke was to get straight to the point, or Zai Yuan obviously didn't want to waste time with Zhou Huijiao on these meaningless things.

And Zhou Huijiao obviously didn't think that the parent who refused to sign the inheritance distribution contract a few days ago would be so forthright today. For a while, she couldn't react.

"Young Master, or Mister, did not make any will before his death, so the distribution of the estate this time must be agreed by Mrs. Zhou and you." Lawyer Zhang is indeed a person who is used to big troubles, said At the same time as he said this, he took out a document from the briefcase beside him and pushed it in front of Or Zaiyuan: "This is the property summary document owned by Mr. Talk, the final decision is that either you, Mrs. Zhou, or the second young master will take 30% of Mr.'s personal property, and 20% of the 60% of the company's shares."

Or Zaiyuan was slightly taken aback when he heard Lawyer Zhang's words, because he never thought that this woman would make such an agreement that she would own 30% of her father's personal property, her son 30%, that is 60%, and He also received 30% of the inheritance. It seemed fair for the three of them, but he was the one who suffered the most, and there was 10% of the inheritance besides the 90% inheritance.

Want to go it alone...

Or Zaiyuan sneered in his heart, and carefully read the documents in his hand.

Faced with Zai Yuan's unhurried attitude, Zhou Huijiao, who was sitting opposite, turned ugly.

"Or Zaiyuan, everyone will share equally, what else do you want to say!!"

"Yes, the three of us each get 30% of Dad's personal property, what about the remaining 10%?"

As soon as these words came out, Zhou Huijiao's face turned blue instantly, and she clenched her hands tightly. It is not difficult to see that just as Zai Yuan expected, she wanted to take the 10% by herself.

However, Or Zaiyuan didn't care how ugly her face was, and continued to speak: "But you get 30%, or Mingbao 30%, then you get 60%, and I only get 30%, and the remaining 10% is not included. So is that fair?"

"We are two people, of course we have to share more!!" Or Zaiyuan's words made Zhou Hui spit fire in an instant.

"Oh, it's better for the two of you to share. Since you said so, I don't want to waste time. I get 40% of my father's personal property, 30% of your mother and child, and half of the company's shares."

"You... or Zaiyuan, don't push yourself too far!!"

"Zhou Huijiao, you just want this huge amount of inheritance. Although I get 40% of my personal property and 30% of the shares, I am at a disadvantage no matter what. And... I refuse to sign this contract, you I don’t even want to get a coin, it’s not good for you or me at all, since you want to sign with me, then hurry up, or you will make me angry... "

"Sign!!" Zhou Huijiao interrupted Or Zaiyuan's words through gritted teeth.

It is not difficult to see how much his refusal to sign the estate distribution contract in the previous six months had a great influence on her.

"And..." Or Zaiyuan suddenly spoke after receiving the estate distribution contract handed over by lawyer Zhang.

"Didn't you say you signed it? What else do you have to say!!" Zhou Huijiao shouted angrily, with a very ferocious expression on her face.

"Don't worry, what I'm going to say has nothing to do with the distribution of this inheritance." Looking at the woman on the opposite side with a stern look on her face, she might twitch the corner of Yuan's mouth slightly.

He thought evilly that if he got this woman so angry that he had a stroke, burst blood vessels, etc., would he take revenge for kicking in his previous life...

"explain!!"

"According to the inheritance contract, I should get half of this house, but now I don't want the half, but I want to take some things with me in the house!!" Looking carefully at the home he grew up in, or in There was a trace of bitterness in Yuan Yuan's heart.

There are his best memories with his grandparents and mother here, but he knows that he can no longer be accommodated here.

"Okay, but I have to check the things you took away!!" Zhou Huijiao's expression finally improved a little when she heard that Zaiyuan was about to give up the ownership of this room.

When Zhou Huijiao said this, Zaiyuan might not be polite anymore, and got up and went straight to the study on the second floor.

[The distribution of inheritance and so on, Xiaoyu turned to Baidu, but actually couldn't figure it out, dear friends, don't look for blind spots, just divide it like this!]

[004] Family Heirloom

As for the things in this family, Zaiyuan actually didn't want anything. The gold chain jewelry and private property left by his mother had already been transferred to his name, so he didn't worry about what would happen to Zhou Huijiao at all, and he Such a condition was raised because of the family heirloom.

The ancestor of the Or family was a famous calligrapher. At first, he made a living by leading people to write letters and selling calligraphy and paintings. Later, he was appreciated by the royal family and entered the court to make a fortune. Later, the family started business, and the family business became bigger and bigger.

His grandfather warned him since he was sensible since he was a child, that he must never forget his roots as a parent, so he also practiced calligraphy for a period of time under the guidance of his grandfather when he was young...

It wasn't until after his grandfather passed away that he gradually neglected to practice calligraphy. However, he never forgot the family brush that his grandfather said was only handed down or inherited from the eldest son. His father was the only child in the family, and he knew that brush from childhood It is stored in his father's study room, and he used to write calligraphy with that brush when he was a child.

The memory vaguely remembers that the shape of the brush is tattered, and the black hair on the bamboo pole...it is really worthless, but for some reason, he has such a persistent desire to take this brush away, even with a Half of the rights to the house that I got in exchange for...

After searching for a while in my father's study, I finally found a dilapidated wooden box in the corner of the bottom cabinet of the bookcase.

Or when Zaiyuan opened the wooden box, what he saw was the broken writing brush that he wanted to take away. The barrel of the writing brush had been broken in two, and it could be judged from the fracture that it was broken. A lot was also dropped, scattered loosely in the wooden box.

From this writing brush, or Zai Yuan could tell that his father had never paid much attention to this family-heirloom brush.

He sighed softly, or Zaiyuan stretched out his fingers and stroked the pen holder lightly.

"As the eldest son of your family, or Zaiyuan will strictly follow the teachings of your ancestors, no matter what you give up, you will never give up your family's family heirloom, even if you have been smashed to pieces... oops—" When Yuan murmured, the fingertips touching the broken part of the writing brush suddenly felt a tingling pain, as if the finger had been pricked by the broken thorn.

He raised his finger and saw that blood was already dripping from it, or Zaiyuan frowned slightly, put his finger in his mouth, and smoothly closed the wooden box.

However, he didn't notice at all that the moment the lid of the wooden box was closed, there was a trace of golden light on the break of the writing brush barrel that was stained with his blood.

Zhou Huijiao looked at the broken wooden box that Zai Yuan handed to her, with a look of disdain on her face, she hooked the lid of the wooden box casually, saw the broken pen inside, and waved her hand.

"Take it away."

Of course Zhou Huijiao knew about this old writing brush being a family heirloom of the family. At first she thought that the reason why the family attached so much importance to this broken writing brush was that the pen might be very valuable, so she secretly took it out Let a professional appraiser see it, but she didn't know it was a worthless thing. She was so angry that she threw the brush on the ground and broke it.

Later, I realized that it was a family heirloom, so I reluctantly put it back in the wooden box and secretly stuffed it in the bottom corner of the cabinet in my husband's study.

And obviously, the husband didn't pay much attention to this family heirloom brush. Although he sometimes saw a wooden box when looking for bookcases and cabinets, he never opened it, so he didn't know about the brush being broken. And relieved a lot.

Seeing Zhou Huijiao waving, or Zaiyuan closed the wooden box, put it in his backpack, took the pen from the lawyer, and signed his name on the estate distribution contract.

"Lawyer Zhang,