Chapter 21 (1/2)

”In the future, you will be the owner of the Dong family!”

Dong Qizheng's words stunned everyone in the ward, including Dong Wenfeng.

When he came back, Dong Wenfeng was ready to take over the position of home owner, but he didn't expect to be so fast!

The faces of the people were different, some surprised, some indifferent, and some angry.

Dong Bicun's face was gloomy and terrible. He held his hands tightly. He didn't feel his nails embedded in the meat.

”Grandpa, don't laugh. I don't know anything about the family. How can I take over the house! It's still a matter of long-term consideration. ” Dong Wenfeng shook his head and refused.

”Yes, sir, it's not urgent. Take care of yourself first.”

”Old man, Wen Feng has just returned from the army. You should give him time to adapt. If you rashly let him take over as the owner of the house, you will encourage others.”

For a time, many people in the crowd objected.

Dong Qizheng looked at the crowd coldly and gave a cold hum. The noise dissipated instantly. The room was quiet and terrible.

”Why, I've just been in hospital for a few days. Is it difficult to speak?! How dare you all object? ” Dong Qizheng glared at the crowd.

Dong Qizheng has been the master of the family for many years. Even though he is in his twilight years, he still exists like a God in the hearts of everyone.

Hearing his reprimand, the people trembled slightly, and the atmosphere dared not go out.

Dong Qizheng stared at the crowd, looked at Dong Wenfeng, and said softly, ”Wenfeng, Grandpa knows that it's a little hasty to let you take over as the owner of the house, but you also know that Grandpa's body can't work anymore.”

”But you don't have to have any pressure. Here are the backbone of the family. With their help, you can get started soon. I don't believe that a mere family business can defeat my grandson!”

In fact, Dong Qizheng was not in such a hurry to let Dong Wenfeng take over the position of home owner, but this time, he had to speed up the progress. In case he died one day, because the position of home owner would tear a home apart, that was by no means what he wanted to see.

Looking at Dong Qizheng's firm eyes, Dong Wenfeng reluctantly nodded and promised, ”OK, I listen to Grandpa.”

”Hahaha, this is my good grandson.” Dong Qizheng said with a laugh. He glanced at the crowd, ”OK, this is settled. In two days, a throne transmission meeting will be held!”

”I disagree!” Dong Bicun couldn't bear it. He gritted his teeth and roared.

Dong Qizheng grimaced and stared at Dong Bicun coldly. The latter panicked first, then calmed down, looked at Dong Qizheng angrily, and they froze.

”Bi Cun, come on, have something to say to the old man.”

”Second Lord, the old man has just recovered and is in poor health. Don't be angry with him.”

Someone in the crowd spoke out.

”Talk well?! Have you considered my feelings?! Over the years, I've worked hard for my family. Did I say anything? ” Dong Bicun became more and more angry. He glared at Dong Qizheng and said.

”Dad, I don't ask for anything else, just a bowl of water. I don't agree with you now!”

The old man let out a long sigh. He didn't think about it. He passed the position of home owner to Dong Bicun. In recent years, he has been in charge and put his mind to test him.