C1962 Inheritors
C1962 Inheritors
However, Tom hurriedly stood up. "Good day, Mr Yang!"
Yang Bo nodded, "Hello!"
Tom hurriedly said, "Mr Yang, Mr Branson invites you to a banquet. Today, he has invited a lot of people to hold a welcoming banquet to welcome him!"
Tom's first words were all in English. When he got to the last sentence, he specifically used the word "welcome" in Chinese. If he didn't do that, he wouldn't be able to express the meaning of the word.
Yang Bo was a little shocked. He looked at the other party and laughed: "You guys are being considerate!"
Mei Chaoning was very surprised. He could not imagine what kind of method Yang Bo had used to actually be able to make the Old Branson specially hold a banquet to welcome him.
Yang Bo laughed, and pointed towards Mei Chaoning's direction: "I still have a few friends here!"
Tom quickly said, "We can go together!"
Yang Bo nodded his head, "What time did the welcoming banquet start?"
"It's lunch time this time. It starts at 11 PM." Tom said.
Yang Bo frowned, he knew clearly that the average westerner would not hold lunches, so most of their balls were for banquets.
However, he didn't think too much into it and nodded, "It's about time, let's go together!"
It was already ten-thirty in the morning, and with the time spent on the road, it was about time for the banquet.
Yang Bo walked in front, left the hotel and sat in the car.
The others, on the other hand, were in a trance, muddled and at a loss of what to do. When they came into contact with Branson a few days ago, they had always been shut door, so how could they enjoy such treatment!
This time, he did not stop outside the manor. Instead, he went straight in.
When Yang Bo got off the carriage, he saw Old Branson standing outside the castle gate. He did not hold a walking stick and welcomed him with a smile.
"Mr Yang, welcome!" Old Branson said.
Yang Bo saw that the other party was walking slowly but steadily, and was much stronger than the previous trembles he saw. He could not help but laugh: "Ser is too polite, looking at your current condition, you are really thirty years younger!"
Branson laughed, "It was all thanks to Mr Yang's help!"
The two of them spoke in a reserved manner, neither of them brought up the matter of the medicinal wine, as if they had a tacit understanding with each other.
Yang Bo did not rush in, but pointed towards Mei Chaoning: "This is my good friend, Mr. Plum. You should have met him before, right?"
Old Branson smiled and extended his hand, "Hello, Mr. Mei. Welcome!"
Mei Chaoning immediately extended his hand and shook hands with the other party. The last time he came over, the other party did not have this kind of enthusiasm, the last time he saw him, the other party did not even shake hands with him. Instead, he sat on the sofa with a cold face.
Now that his attitude had changed so much, it was all because of Yang Bo!
Branson nodded at the few people behind Mei Chaoning, "Everyone has worked hard on this journey, the lunch is about to begin, everyone come in quickly!"
Yang Bo followed Branson in, and saw that the living room had already been rearranged, with buffet tables, various delicacies and fine wine, and more than ten people standing in the living room. All of them were in suits, leather suits, or formal attire, they were very orderly.
When Yang Bo and his group walked in, everyone in the living room looked over in surprise.
The living room quieted down, but Branson still pressed his hands together out of habit, "Everyone, please welcome Mr Yang from the far east!"
Everyone in the living room was shocked, but they still clapped in unison.
Branson pointed to the people in the living room and laughed: "You have misunderstood Mr Yang, all those standing here are my descendants, all of you are the successors to my will!"
Old Branson was already old, and her words no longer had that much of a taboo, they were just loud.
Yang Bo looked at the people in the hall and nodded slightly, he did not understand what Branson meant.
Branson laughed, "Let's eat and drink first, we will slowly chat!"
Even so, the place was still very quiet. They weren't familiar with each other, so it was difficult for them to communicate with each other.
It was fine on Yang Bo's side, but the key point was that each and every one of Branson's successors heard the introduction from the Old Branson. They were all a little confused and a little scared, because Branson saying that they were the successors was not the right way to introduce them!
What does Old Branson mean by this?
Everyone was thinking about this question!
The successors grouped together, and after everyone looked at each other, a middle-aged man with golden hair and blue eyes was pushed out very quickly. He had a helpless look on his face, but he quickly restrained himself.
Yang Bo had already been served a wine cup, he smiled and raised it.
The middle-aged man smiled and said: "Mr Yang, I would like to talk to father for a moment. Can you excuse me?"
Yang Bo laughed: "Of course."
With that, Yang Bo turned and walked to the side.
Old Branson shook his hand, "Mr Yang, there's no need. I know what he means, there's no need for you to hide!"
Yang Bo's body that had just turned around stood still, he had a pensive look on his face, as if he had vaguely guessed Branson's intentions. No wonder the other party had to wait so long for him to reply!
"Since everyone is here today, let me be frank. I want to open the treasury and gift a portion of the antiques to Mr Yang!" The Old Branson said.
Not only was Yang Bo shocked, even the group of old and young with golden hair were also shocked. One must know, the things inside the treasury, were all going to be handed over to them in the future!
Yang Bo secretly cursed in his heart. Old Branson obviously wanted to exchange the antiques for his medicinal wine, but he said that he would give it to him as a gift.
However, if he really succeeded, Yang Bo would suffer.
After a moment of silence, the crowd of golden-haired people immediately burst into an uproar.
"Father, why is this? Why did you give it to a Chinese? "
"Impossible, this is impossible! You can't do this!"
"Right, this is absolutely impossible. This is the most precious treasure of our Branson Family. If we want to pass it on, how can we give it to outsiders?"
"Grandfather, I don't agree either!"
"If you really want to do this, you'll have to step over my dead body!"
"..."
The crowd was stirred up. Yang Bo's English was not bad, and they were all making noise, he could still distinguish them, but such an intense objection was too much for them to handle!
Old Branson stared at the group of children in front of him, his expression calm, but he did not say anything.
— — The content is from [Mick Read]