1472 Disposal (1/2)

”Erm...erm...the monetary gifts in the funeral ceremony of the old man belong to the public money at home. After the funeral ceremony, we could deal with it slowly; we could deal with it slowly. We could make a considerate negotiation about its distribution...” An uncle evaded from Zhang Yang's eye light as he whitewashed with a flash of his eyes.

The speaker was Zhang Fan who was delivered by the second wife of Zhang Haitian. This uncle behaved well at home and assumed as a senior executive in Jinwu Shipyard. However, Zhang Tie had not imagined that this senior had already been obsessed with money only in one day.

It was normal. Very few people could remain sober-minded in front of such an astronomical wealth. One could become blind to 10,000 gold coins, 100,000 gold coins or 500,000 gold coins. What about millions of gold coins? Only a few people could remain innocent in front of such a high figure.

The moment Zhang Fan opened his mouth, the atmosphere in the room had become a bit strange. Zhang Tie and Zhang Yang remained silent as they just drank tea. However, Zhang Tie's dad looked gloomy at once. At home, Zhang Tie's dad was always uncompetitive; neither did he argue with his family members. However, it didn't mean that he was an idiot. After realizing that his brothers were going to rip off Zhang Tie and Zhang Yang in such a shameless way, Zhang Tie's dad couldn't bear his fury anymore.

”What do you mean by dealing with it slowly? The brat might make a farce, but 9th younger brother, are you also that innocent?” Before Zhang Ping opened his mouth, Zhang Sheng, Zhang Tie's eldest uncle, had blamed Zhang Fan with a furious look, ”How could the old man and Zhang family gain so many monetary gifts from clans with provincial governors outside Youzhou Province? Isn't it because of Zhang Tie? These monetary gifts were made by Zhang Tie at the bank of the Weishui River at the risk of his life. Although they were sent to the old mansion, we owed Zhang Tie. How could we share them?”

Zhang Tie's eldest uncle made the starkest condemnation, causing Zhang Tie's 9th uncle to be silent; however, he still muttered out of unwillingness, ”I didn't mention to share them. No matter what, they sent the gifts for the old man's funeral ceremony. Aren't we going to negotiate it...”

”Negotiate what?” Zhang Sheng was driven furious.

”4th elder brother, you don't need to be that angry...”

Zhang Tie's eldest uncle still wanted to say something; however, Zhang Tie slightly raised his hands to stop him. After that, Zhang Tie watched Zhang Lin as he asked calmly, ”What did my eldest grandma say?”

”She said it's at your discretion!” Zhang Lin answered calmly.

After hearing Zhang Lin's words, Zhang Fan's face turned slightly stiff. Another one who wanted to say something instantly closed his mouth after finding the atmosphere in the room was strange.

Although Zhang Tie was also drooling about such an astronomical figure, he was still sober-minded. He knew that how Zhang Tie and Zhang Yang thought about the people on the side of the old mansion counted most. Without Zhang Tie's consent, nobody could take away the money. Even if he could, he wouldn't enjoy it. As was persisted by Hua people, great virtues carried things. If a person lacked virtue, even if he made a fortune suddenly, he wouldn't enjoy it. Similarly, when a sampan was suddenly loaded with some fully-laden containers, it would sink facing a bit wind or wave. Most of those Zhang juniors might be in trouble in a few years after getting millions of gold coins.

After getting the opinion of the old lady, Zhang Tie nodded inside, 'Thankfully, there's someone sober-minded in the old mansion.'