Chapter 490 Falling

The annual output value of the enterprise he managed diligently was far less than the income brought to the family by a small enterprise acquired at will by Mo Shaochen, who was only 5 years old.

For the past twenty years, the three words "Mo Shaochen" have been like a towering mountain that he cannot see the top of, weighing him down and making him breathless.

He had been patient and dormant for so many years, and finally waited until the towering mountain of Mo Shaochen was about to collapse, but he didn't expect that the old man had kept this trick before he died.

Willing?

Not twenty years ago, and certainly not now!

Mo Zonglin didn't know what his son was thinking. He looked at the handsome young man on the stage and said sarcastically, "But it's useless for him to show off. The clan rules are there. Even if the head of the family, Mo Shaochen, comes out to protect it, it can't shake the iron rules of the ancestors."

The clan rules were as heavy as a mountain. Even an heir as talented as Mo Shaochen could only take the position of clan head when he was 20 years old.

It was simply a pipe dream for the young man on the stage to bypass clan rules with a will of little weight and his status as the adopted son of the current head of the family.

"This is your best opportunity. You are in your prime, mature and steady. The profits of the several businesses you have managed over the years are very impressive compared to the entire family business. Most importantly, you are more legitimate than Mo Xun, who has an unknown origin. You are the old lady's favorite eldest grandson."

Mo Shaotang sneered after hearing this, "If she really likes me the most, how could she hide such a big secret?"

Mo Zonglin was speechless.

Even if they were concerned about the old man's last will and couldn't mention it directly, they could at least give a hint or two, so that they wouldn't be so passive now and caught off guard.

Mo Zonglin looked at his son's cold face and felt mixed emotions.

Among the nearly 1,000 people present, he was the only one who could fully understand his son's resentment.

He and Mo Xianlin are both the old man's biological sons. He is the eldest and the legitimate heir, and it is reasonable and logical for him to be the heir. However, the old man just doesn't like him and chooses Mo Xianlin against all odds.

Now, although he is old and has no ambition for that position, the feelings of unwillingness and jealousy in his heart still linger.

He didn't want his son to live a life of repression and frustration like him.

"What are your plans?"

Hearing his father Mo Zonglin's question, Mo Shaotang's eyes revealed a fierce look of determination to win.

"The position of acting head of the family can only be mine."

After hearing his son's words, Mo Zonglin was infected and a feeling of heroism surged in his heart.

He raised his hand and patted his son's shoulder vigorously, "Shaotang, don't worry, I will let you sit in that position even if I sacrifice my life."

Mo Shaotang didn't say anything, but just shook Mo Zonglin's hand vigorously, his eyes like knives pointing at the young man on the stage.

The troublemakers were cleared out of the conference room by bodyguards, and coupled with Mo Xun's decisive and clear rewards and punishments, everyone in the Mo family in the conference room put away their contempt, at least on the surface.

Mo Xun looked calmly at the direct descendants in the front row of the meeting room, "The clan rules stipulate that the heir must be at least 20 years old to inherit the position of head of the family. Before that, he can be nominated or recommended to become the acting head of the family.

However, the clan rules do not limit the age of the person who can serve as the acting head of the family, so I recommend myself to be the acting head of the family."

Mo Xun's words caused an uproar in the audience.

The heir recommended himself to become the acting head of the family. This was the first time in the hundreds of years of history of the Mo family.

Mo Xun was the old man's designated successor. He was not able to take the position of the patriarch because of his age, but he found another way and recommended himself to become the acting patriarch.

Is it not possible? The clan rules don't say it's not possible.

Is it okay? If he is really allowed to take the position of acting head of the family, what is the difference between that and letting him take the position of head of the family now? Seeing this scene, Mo Shaochen lowered his eyes and chuckled, then suddenly frowned slightly, his forehead was instantly covered with fine cold sweat, and his face was so pale that it was almost transparent.

Xu Xing, who was standing next to him, immediately bent down nervously and asked, "Are you okay? Do you want to take a rest?"

Mo Shaochen closed his eyes and nodded.

Xu Xing straightened up and looked at the young man on the stage, and found that he was looking at this side.

Usually, family meetings are presided over by the current or former patriarch. Mo Shaochen is going to leave early, so he will have to say a few words to everyone in the Mo family.

But given Mo Shaochen's current physical condition, it's obviously difficult for him to even walk onto the stage.

Mo Xun bowed slightly to the audience and said apologetically, "My father has been ill recently, and he is also very sad because of the sudden death of my great-grandmother. The election of the acting head of the family is a matter of great importance, and I cannot make a decision in a short time. I hope everyone will understand and tolerate my respect for my father."

After saying that, the young man loudly instructed Xu Xing who was standing in the audience, "Assistant Xu, accompany your father to rest outside for a while."

After Mo Xun finished speaking, everyone in the conference room showed a look of surprise.

You know, almost everyone knows how strong and domineering Mo Shaochen is. Even when the old man was alive, he never ordered the people around him around like this in public.

Although Mo Shaochen took the initiative to resign from the position of patriarch due to health reasons, he was still the person with the highest status and the most say in the Mo family before the new patriarch took over.

Amid the surprised and puzzled gazes of the crowd, Xu Xing nodded in agreement.

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What surprised everyone even more was that Mo Shaochen, who had always been cold and arrogant and would not tolerate provocation, did not show any dissatisfaction at all. He stood up calmly and strode out of the conference room accompanied by Xu Xing.

Everyone was stunned for a long time.

The moment Mo Shaochen stepped out of the conference room, he covered his chest and coughed violently, spitting out blood, and he fell down like a wooden stake.

Xu Xing, heartbroken, hugged the man and with the help of his bodyguards, put him into the car, and the car drove down the mountain like an arrow.

In the Yiyuan No. 1 Mansion villa, Yan Hong and Yan Xi were waiting in a serious manner. In order not to disclose Mo Shaochen's true condition, they did not bring any medical staff and even dismissed all the servants in the villa.

The moment the Rolls-Royce drove into the gate of the villa, Yan Hong and Yan Xi immediately went to greet it.

"What's going on?"

Seeing Yan Hong's serious face, Xu Xing's eyes turned red and he couldn't help crying out loud, "The boss vomited a lot of blood and has been unconscious since he got on the car. Dr. Yan, you must save the boss!"

The bodyguard carried Mo Shaochen out of the car from the back seat.

Yan Hong was frightened when he saw Mo Shaochen, whose eyes were closed, face was blue and gray, and body was covered in blood.

Not to mention Mo Shaochen's sickly body, even a normal person would be in danger of death if he lost so much blood.

The most crucial thing is that Mo Shaochen has a special blood type and cannot undergo artificial blood transfusions at all. He can only use drugs to improve his hematopoietic function.

The bodyguard carried Mo Shaochen back to the bedroom, and Yan Xi directly injected the newly researched and improved special-effect medicine that had been prepared long ago into Mo Shaochen's vein.

One second passed...

Ten seconds passed...

One minute passed...

Mo Shaochen, who was lying on the bed, did not react at all.

Normally, a special-effect drug will take effect in 10 seconds at the fastest and 30 seconds at the slowest after entering the body. Even if a person is unconscious, the body will respond to the drug's effects.

But now, two full minutes had passed, and the person on the bed not only had no response, but even his breathing was intermittent.

If I write the male protagonist to die, will you send me razor blades?

(End of this chapter)