Gao Ziyan was displeased at her senior sister's words and asked loudly, "Whose people are in this hospital?"
Her senior sister sneered, "Gao Ziyan, you are not suited for such a dangerous environment. You should go back to being a kindergarten teacher."
Hearing the mockery towards Gao Ziyan, Gao Ziming chimed in smugly, "Cao Shi, with no family, I am his only godson. When he dies, all his assets will naturally be mine. I own 37% of the shares, plus Qianqian jie's 6%. When Grandpa wakes up, I will prove to him that I am the true heir of the Gao family."
Looking at Gao Ziming's demeanor, I increasingly believed he was a puppet of his senior sister. From the current perspective, both Gao Ji and Old Ghost had suffered the consequences of inviting a wolf into the fold. Now, his senior sister controlled the Gao family, holding the emperor hostage to command the lords. I wondered if this was the outcome Gao Ji, the 'demon,' had intended.
...
Just then, Qin Sisi appeared, dressed in formal attire, exuding elegance and grace. Behind Qin Sisi was another person, who looked like a lawyer.
"Lawyer Huang, it's great that you're here."
Gao Ziming recognized the lawyer and was pleased. I looked at his senior sister and noticed her brow furrowed. This was beyond her expectations. Old Ghost had told me yesterday that Qin Sisi was also one of Li Jiu's disciples. I didn't understand then, but now I did. Even if Old Ghost used his death to orchestrate events, there would be a tool, and Qin Sisi was capable of being that tool.
Lawyer Huang remained silent. Gao Ziming was about to ask a question when his senior sister stopped him with a gesture.
"Qin Sisi, you're getting involved in this mess too? This is not a situation for a schemer who joined halfway."
"Miss Cao Qian, please don't be angry. I have no personal vendetta against you; I am merely acting on behalf of someone."
"Who?"
"Your master, Cao Shi."
His senior sister fell silent, and Gao Ziming also sensed something and looked flustered. Gao Ziyan clearly didn't understand. She looked at me, and I wasn't entirely sure what was happening either. However, I vaguely felt that if Old Ghost had made such arrangements, his senior sister and Gao Ziming must not be allowed to succeed.
"Lawyer Huang, please proceed."
"Mr. Tang Nan, I am Huang Yaoming, a lawyer. Mr. Cao Shi entrusted me during his lifetime that upon his death, his 7% share of the Gao family equity, which is the Kowloon Auction House, would be inherited by Mr. Tang Nan."
I remained silent, and Gao Ziming was stunned. He shouted impulsively, "Lawyer Huang, what nonsense are you talking about? Cao Shi's assets were left to me!"
"This will was commissioned at our law firm by Cao Shi on the second day of the Lunar New Year and was established on the third, complying with all legal procedures."
The second day of the Lunar New Year?
That was the day Gao Ji threatened me in the car. Old Ghost wasn't there that day; it turned out he was making these arrangements. However, there was a problem: when he commissioned this, Gao Ji hadn't yet given the 7% Gao family equity to Gao Ji, had he?
"This will is invalid. Cao Shi hadn't received the 7% inheritance from the Gao family on the second day of the Lunar New Year!" his senior sister protested loudly.
"After Mr. Gao Ji announced the revision of the will, and after the will was legally established due to his persecution and the completion of asset division, this will became legally valid. It might have been quick, but it was definitely legal."
His senior sister couldn't tamper with the timeline; there were records of everything.
Because of this, his senior sister could only sigh, "Let's go, Gao Ziming. We lost this round."
"Qianqian jie, are we just going to watch Gao Ziyan get that 7%?"
"What if she gets it? Gao Ji isn't dead. She just has higher equity. We can achieve more than 37%. Let's go. Master is indeed Master, still having this move to counter us. But it doesn't matter. Master is dead. He can see the future, but this future is not far off."
...
His senior sister led Gao Ziming away. Gao Ziyan looked at my dejected expression and was somewhat displeased. She shouted, "Weren't you very formidable just now? Are you just going to leave in such a dejected manner?"
Neither of them replied. Gao Ziyan let out a mock laugh. She looked at me and, finding that I wasn't smiling, forced her smile back.
"Tang Nan, are you alright?"
"I'm fine. Sisi jie, does Old Ghost have any other arrangements?"
"There's one more thing." Qin Sisi nodded and handed me a letter. I saw it was addressed to Gao Ziyan. Without looking, I passed it to Gao Ziyan. Gao Ziyan opened it in surprise and asked after reading it, "Are you Qin Sisi?"
"Yes, I am."
"Mr. Cao Shi recommended you to be my sche… schemer, meaning an advisor, right?"
"Yes."
"Then what about Tang Nan? Didn't Grandpa find Tang Nan to help me as an advi… no, a schemer?"
"Tang Nan will not be staying in Hong Kong for long; he will be leaving."
Gao Ziyan turned towards me and inquired with her eyes. I nodded, seeing Gao Ziyan's disappointment. However, she quickly brightened with a smile, "Tang Nan, do you think I should accept this suggestion?"
"Sisi jie and I have the same master. She is an excellent schemer. I hope you will accept Old Ghost's suggestion; his arrangements must have deep meaning."
"Alright, I'll consider it."
Qin Sisi smiled slightly, bowed to Gao Ziyan, and handed her a business card. "Miss Gao, this is my contact information. Please contact me when you need me. I am always at your service."
Gao Ziyan reluctantly took the business card and glanced at me. Seeing that I didn't say anything, she carefully put the card into her pocket. Qin Sisi was generous and polite. After dealing with the letter of recommendation, she turned to me and said, "Tang Nan, Mr. Cao Shi also entrusted me with one matter: to cremate him and scatter his ashes at sea after his death. I will also arrange a funeral for Mr. Cao Shi. Please attend."
"Okay, thank you for your trouble, Sisi jie."
...
When we returned, the time of Old Ghost's death had been confirmed. Qin Sisi arranged the cremation, while Lawyer Huang took me to the law firm to handle inheritance procedures, related fees, and tax matters.
It was late by the time we finished. I returned to Old Ghost's house alone. I knew where the key was. After opening the door, the fat man who loved to eat was gone. Once inside, I sat on the floor forlornly and couldn't help but go to the kitchen. I truly wished Old Ghost would suddenly appear in the kitchen, grinning and showing off, "How about it? This is my world; nothing is mine, yet everything is used by me."
But there was nothing. The kitchen was empty, except for the pig's head still soaking in water.
I remembered Old Ghost saying that the pig's head wasn't for him to eat, but for me, and he said strange things like "the second day of the second month, Dragon Head Raising Day." Looking at the pig's head, I grew more heartbroken, but I didn't turn away. This pig's head was bought by Old Ghost, and I couldn't let it rot in the water. I would process it slightly and steam it. I took the pig's head out of the water and washed off any unclean parts. As I turned the pig's head over and over, I suddenly noticed plastic sheeting inside its throat.
How could this be?
I pried open the pig's mouth and found a USB drive tightly wrapped in plastic sheeting inside its throat.
Old Ghost left it for me.
I quickly opened Old Ghost's computer. This guy's computer didn't even have a password; I just logged in. I plugged in the USB drive and saw a video file. Upon opening it, it was Old Ghost adjusting the computer and pointing it at his own enormous face.
Then, Old Ghost grinned and said, "Tang Nan, by the time you see this video, I guess I'll be dead. I'm sorry for putting so much pressure on you without consulting you beforehand. But you can't entirely blame me; you brought it upon yourself. I clearly returned your phone, but you insisted on coming to Hong Kong to help me. Honestly, I didn't want you to come, but I was truly touched."
After speaking, Old Ghost gave a naive laugh and wiped away his tears casually. Seeing him in the video, I cursed, "You're recording, what's there to hide?"
"Originally, my plan was for Qianqian to lead the Gao family. Actually, this was a dangerous choice, but I thought if she truly became like Gao Ji one day, you, as the inheritor of the fifth-generation schemer, would definitely step in to discipline her. In some aspects, you are inferior to Qianqian, but I believe if it really came down to a fight... Here, look into my eyes first."
Old Ghost stared into the camera. I looked into his cloudy eyes and found his gaze to be very clear. He slowly said, "You can win against her!"
Hearing this, I couldn't help but hit the spacebar and burst into uncontrollable tears. All the moments we spent together flashed through my mind. He snatched me back from the King of Hell, and every time, like a savior, he would appear with food, grinning happily at critical moments. There was a time when I doubted him, but he didn't blame me.
Finally, he gave me the highest praise: I could win against Cao Qian, which meant I was the most formidable schemer.