Tang Jinyun’s illness came on violently, and he passed away after more than 20 hours of emergency treatment.
Mrs. Tang fainted upon hearing the news.
Tang Yuanyue was also on the verge of collapse.
Du Zhaohui stood in shock – how could this happen so suddenly?
“My condolences…”
Tang Kaijie and Tang Zerui supported the unconscious Mrs. Tang while Tang Yuanyue barely managed to keep himself steady. “How did the news of my father’s critical condition spread throughout Hong Kong so quickly? And why are the Hong Kong media collectively attacking Yuhua, causing our stock to plummet as soon as the market opened? I suspect someone is stirring up trouble to profit from this chaos!”
Usually, everyone maintains pleasantries, exchanging cordial words as good friends. But when profit is involved, those who call each other brothers don’t hesitate to stab each other in the back. At times like these, the face doesn’t matter – when the Tang family is in crisis, they swarm in like vultures seeking advantage. Hong Kong is just a small pond where big fish eat small fish as nature intended, and the big fish will even devour their weak, sick, or elderly peers!
Perhaps other wealthy city magnates were taking the opportunity to suppress Yuhua, driving down its stock price while the Tang brothers were still in shock, planning to buy at low prices. If the Tang family wanted to buy back later? These “good friends” might graciously offer to sell at the pre-crash price.
Or perhaps competitors simply wanted to take advantage of this opportunity to absorb Yuhua, and if that failed, they’d be happy to see Yuhua suffer as much as possible. There might even be Yuhua shareholders attempting to seize power, fishing in troubled waters from within. Worst of all would be internal and external forces working together…
Tang Yuanyue’s eyes reddened: “Zhaohui, help me!”
Du Zhaohui nodded without hesitation, “No problem, I’ll help you!”
Tang Yuanyue was stretched thin, having to handle the funeral arrangements. That he could think of all these implications immediately after the doctor pronounced Tang Jinyun’s death showed remarkable composure – he needed an ally! Though Du Zhaohui wasn’t a good person, he was at least somewhat trustworthy. Tang Yuanyue also knew Du Zhaohui wasn’t stupid. Just as he wouldn’t work with Du Zhaoqi, Du Zhaohui had better prospects with Cheng Rong Group. While the Tang family might be in disarray now, once they weathered this period, Tang Yuanyue would become Yuhua’s new leader – Du Zhaohui had every reason to help him, as doing so would increase his power.
Tang Yuanyue fought back his grief and quickly exchanged words with Du Zhaohui before heading to the hospital room.
In the room lay Tang Jinyun’s body, already covered with a white cloth. The doctors who participated in the rescue attempt hadn’t yet left.
“My father has passed away. We’re not announcing this news publicly yet. If I find out who leaked this information, I’ll sue them until they’re bankrupt and imprisoned!”
Tang Yuanyue would have to discuss the funeral arrangements with Mrs. Tang once she regained consciousness.
Tang Yuanyue’s rationality undoubtedly demonstrated his qualities as a qualified heir. Though death is irreversible, as Tang Jinyun’s eldest son, he naturally had to protect the family business.
However, his seemingly insufficient display of grief enraged his brother Tang Kaijie.
Tang Kaijie, who had already punched a reporter upon landing, now threw a punch at Tang Yuanyue.
The fist connected with Tang Yuanyue’s face.
“Kaijie!”
“Second Brother!”
“Tang Kaijie, have you gone mad?”
The third brother Tang Zerui and Du Zhaohui exclaimed as Tang Yuanyue’s lip split and bled.
“Kaijie, I know you’re grieving. I too… Father left us too suddenly… I…”
Tang Yuanyue suddenly choked up, unable to continue.
Tang Kaijie brandished his fists: “I was in England, Zerui was in Indonesia, only you were closest to Hong Kong. Father was always in good health, how could he suddenly fall ill? And this is how you take charge? If this hospital wasn’t good enough, why didn’t you transfer him to another? The doctor had barely pronounced father’s death, and you hadn’t even cried before rushing to secure the family business… Tang Yuanyue, you’re not my brother!”
Tang Kaijie was overcome with grief and misdirecting his anger at Tang Yuanyue.
Tang Zerui tried to mediate but was also struck by Tang Kaijie.
When Mrs. Tang regained consciousness, she found only her disheveled eldest and third sons before her, while her second son Tang Kaijie had disappeared.
Tang Yuanyue knelt beside his mother and embraced her, her usually elegant coiffure now in disarray, overwhelmed by grief.
“How could your father leave us? He was always so healthy! Yuanyue, he’s just playing a joke on us, right? Yesterday morning I saw him off to work, adjusted his collar myself, and we were talking about vacationing in Switzerland next month…”
Mrs. Tang spoke through her tears. Her husband, whom she had personally seen off just yesterday morning, now lay cold and lifeless.
Tang Jinyun’s illness had struck suddenly – he had collapsed during a board meeting and never regained consciousness.
So yesterday’s casual conversation had become Mrs. Tang’s final exchange with her husband.
Ah Hua glanced several times at Du Zhaohui.
Why wasn’t the young master giving orders? With his skills, he could easily subdue Second Young Master Tang!
Du Zhaohui quietly left the hospital room, turning up his collar to cover half his face:
“Let’s go. Tang Yuanyue doesn’t need our help fighting his brother right now. That’s still his brother – after the storm passes, they’re still family. But if outsiders steal the Tang family’s money, they truly won’t give it back.”
Several people arrived hurriedly.
Among them were He Zhitong, He Shien, and Chairman He.
Du Zhaohui brazenly said, “Uncle He, Uncle Tang is still under emergency treatment, it might not be convenient to visit!”
Chairman He had barely interacted with Du Zhaohui before, but Hong Kong was too small – the city’s wealthy constantly crossed paths, so Du Zhaohui’s presumptuous address as “Uncle” wasn’t entirely inappropriate.
Chairman He opened his mouth, unsure what to say.
He Shien erupted in anger, “You’re lying to us. We met Kaijie when we arrived, and he said Uncle Tang has already—”
He Zhitong’s eyes were also red.
During her years of engagement to Tang Yuanyue, Tang Jinyun had been very fond of her. Upon hearing of Tang Jinyun’s death, He Zhitong burst into tears.
Du Zhaohui raised his hand:
“I admit I was presumptuous. Please, go ahead!”
Damn, Tang Kaijie that fool had wasted Tang Yuanyue’s arrangements.
How could they keep the death secret now?
Tang Kaijie would probably tell everyone he met… and Tang Yuanyue couldn’t make his brother go bankrupt and face imprisonment.
The He family ignored Du Zhaohui and hurried to the hospital room.
Du Zhaohui walked to the hospital entrance, where the reporters he had previously driven away had somehow returned to block the door.
Seeing Du Zhaohui emerge, they swarmed around him:
“Young Master Du, we heard Chairman Tang has already…”
“Young Master Du, we saw Second Young Master Tang leaving the hospital with injuries on his face. Who hit him?”
The reporters surrounded Du Zhaohui, but he remained perfectly calm. He looked at each one of them as if memorizing their faces. His silence was truly chilling.
Indeed, this was different from Tang Kaijie.
The reporters could provoke Tang Kaijie into hitting them.
That would just mean getting beaten up.
But provoking Du Zhaohui? Everyone in Hong Kong knew the Du family straddled the line between legitimate and illegal business.
Through some unspoken understanding, they cleared a path for Du Zhaohui.
Du Zhaohui sneered got into his car and slammed the door.
As the car started, he didn’t forget to lecture Ah Hua:
“Did you see? In this world, there’s no way to survive by being good. You have to be the villain everyone fears to live comfortably!”
Yes, young master, you’re always right.
Ah Hua suddenly remembered, “Young Master, Miss Xia asked you to help convey condolences to Chairman Tang, but you didn’t mention it?”
