Godly Auxiliary System

Zhou Boyan's face turned cold, and the disappointment in his eyes became more and more apparent.    

    

"Then you guys tell me, dad was already paralyzed on the sickbed a month ago, he couldn't even move his fingers. How did he make that will, and he didn't even notify me about it?"    

    

The middle-aged woman's eyes flashed as she tried to argue, "That, that was because the old man woke up one day, two weeks ago. The old man told me that the people I care about the most in my life are us juniors, so no matter what, we have to leave behind some property for us. Then, this will was dictated to me by him."    

    

Zhou Boyan's expression became even colder. He was the clearest in his heart that his father could not speak a month ago, so how could he talk about oral matters?    

    

The people behind the woman nodded their heads in agreement.    

    

"Yeah, that's it."    

    

"You also know that the old tutor was most concerned about us juniors. Making a will is a very normal thing."    

    

"Boyan, you've earned a lot of money in the past few years, it's time to split it among everyone. Even if you don't like it, this is still the old man's last request."    

    

As the group spoke, the room became even noisier.    

    

Zhou Juncai was enraged, he immediately stood up and roared: All of you, shut the f * ck up!    

    

The ruckus in the ward subsided, but it soon resumed.    

    

The middle-aged woman placed her hands on her hips and said, "Kid, how do you speak? "Since this place is where all your seniors are, does an adult have any room for you to interrupt …"    

    

Zhou Juncai never saw these people as his elders, and in fact, the silkpants had never been polite to these people.    

    

A man beside her said angrily, "How can you talk to your wife like that!"    

    

Zhou Juncai's expression became even more unbridled, "I'm just saying it like that, and you want more shares? Go ahead and eat shit!"    

    

The group of people were gnashing their teeth in anger.    

    

But after a while, he sneered, and after tearing off his mask, he revealed an undisguised expression:    

    

"No matter what, the old man's will is here."    

    

"Right, the shares are everyone's, don't think of taking them for yourself!"    

    

"Not a single cent less. This is what the old gramps wants. Bo Yan, you are usually so filial, but the old gramps last request must be met, right?"    

    

Zhou Boyan did not say anything, but quietly turned his head and looked at the sickbed.    

    

The old man on the bed had a cloudy look in his eyes. He couldn't speak or move, as if he was just quietly listening.    

    

After a while, Zhou Boyan opened his mouth:    

    

"Since you all said that this was Father's will, then it's a simple matter. Before he left, this thing was not counted on. If he were to say that he didn't make this will, then it would mean that he was lying."    

    

The woman sneered, "How can that be? The doctor said that he won't live for three days, and in his current state, what's the difference between dead and alive? I think we should bury him as soon as possible."    

    

"Yeah, it should be buried as soon as possible."    

    

"Cough, please step aside. There are some things I need to explain." Ye Lee, who had been watching for a long time, finally stood up.    

    

At this time, a group of 'relatives' noticed this strange young man and hastily interrupted him. They were a bit annoyed and were wondering what he wanted to say.    

    

Ye Lee said indifferently: I am a doctor, although the old man's health is currently not very good, holding on for eight days is not a problem. Furthermore, I have the confidence that after recuperating, the old man can speak again, so there is no need to fight over this anymore, wait for the old man to speak, everything will be clear.    

    

The woman's expression changed. Hearing the news that the old man could live another ten to eight days, she seemed to have heard the bad news, "Where did you get this doctor? "Why haven't I seen you before!"    

    

Zhou Juncai said: "I invited you here!"    

    

"That's not right!"    

    

"The best hospitals in the city are already here, what kind of wild doctor are you waiting for?"    

    

"That's right, why are you still tormenting yourself. I think we should let the old man go as soon as possible. Living will only be torture!"    

    

The group began to talk at once.    

    

Zhou Boyan laughed coldly: "Are you afraid that this clumsy lie will be exposed?"    

    

The woman was at a loss for words. She then said angrily, "What do you mean by this? We just want the old man to be less tormented!"    

    

Zhou Boyan slowly closed his eyes and said coldly: "Since all of you have the same intentions, then there's no need to say anymore. We'll come back tomorrow."    

    

The group of people at the back could only run away while cursing.    

    

"Doctor Ye, I'm sorry for letting you watch this farce." Zhou Boyan sighed.    

    

Ye Lee shook his head: "Not really, seeing these people made me feel sorry for them."    

    

"Are you interested in hearing a story from me?" Zhou Boyan said.    

    

Ye Lee nodded.    

    

Then, Zhou Boyan slowly started to narrate. A boring and vulgar history of the family, a man who had gone through all sorts of tribulations and finally established his own business when he was middle-aged, but what made Zhou Boyan unable to forget the most was that when his father sold his house in order to support his investment, the old man naturally took 10% of the family's shares in the group agreement.    

    

"I've never treated them badly, but I didn't expect them to be so greedy." Zhou Boyan sneered.    

    

10% of the shares may not sound like a lot, but to a group, it was already a very important part of it. As the CEO of a company, Zhou Boyan himself only had 24% of the shares, but having 80% of the voting rights determined his absolute position.    

    

Even if it was 1% of Boyan Group's shares, taking it to the market would not be as simple as 100 million, so he said that this group of people were too greedy and couldn't swallow an elephant.    

    

Ye Lee said: "This group of people's expectations will not come true."    

    

Next, he began his attack.    

    

After undergoing a series of meticulous treatment, the old man's condition had improved quite a bit. However, his turbid eyes had never changed.    

    

Ye Lee slowly inserted the silver needle into the old man's body, and said: "If nothing goes wrong, this old man should be able to speak tomorrow, so I can only do my best to extend his life."    

    

Zhou Boyan spoke from the bottom of his heart once again: "Thank you, Doctor Ye!"    

    

Ye Lee waved his hand. Even he could not stand to see this kind of person, to be able to display such a cold attitude was such a pity, if he did not become an actor. If these people's expectations were to come true, he would not be happy, and his good mood for the whole day would be ruined.