Upon hearing this, everyone sat up straight and looked at Old Master Pei, who was sitting at the head of the table.
Although these people had calm and dignified faces, they all harbored surging, secret hopes in their hearts.
Then we heard Old Master Pei speak calmly.
"Old Jiu was bedridden for a long time due to a car accident, and his health was not good after he came back, so I didn't assign him any work. Now that he has recovered, I think the company is so busy right now, I don't plan to let him continue to be so idle."
These words immediately triggered a bad feeling in everyone's hearts.
The shattering of hopes just now was replaced by a greater sense of fear and panic at the prospect of losing power.
The first to speak was Madam Pei.
"Dad, Ninth Brother is so weak. Isn't it a bit too harsh to make him work so soon? Let him rest for a while longer!"
Before Pei Fengzhi was in a vegetative state, the eldest branch of the family was so arrogant and powerful, and they received the most of the power that Pei Fengzhi held.
In the past four years, the four branches of the Pei family have been fighting to the death, and the entire Pei family has been in chaos. The eldest branch is the biggest beneficiary of this family struggle. They always believe that Pei Fengzhi will never wake up in this lifetime, and that the person who will inherit the Pei family and sit in the position of the head of the Pei family will definitely be the eldest master Pei!
But no one could have imagined that Pei Fengzhi would actually... he would actually have a chance to wake up in this lifetime.
Not only did he wake up, but he is now slowly recovering.
Even Old Master Pei has rekindled his idea of handing the Pei family back to Pei Fengzhi.
So fast!
Wow, that was fast!
Madam Pei had finally enjoyed a few years of good life; how could she possibly allow it?!
Madam Pei's idea was very simple.
She thought she had been tactful enough, but it only made Old Master Pei frown.
Seeing this, Pei Minghan, who was sitting next to her, immediately tugged hard at Madam Pei's sleeve and secretly gave her a wink.
Pei Minghan let out a soft cry.
"mom!"
Madam Pei then realized that she had said the wrong thing.
Sure enough, Old Master Pei snorted coldly and scolded Madam Pei in an annoyed tone.
"What, when did you start studying medicine? The doctor said he's fine, how do you know whether Lao Jiu needs more rest?"
Madam Pei opened her mouth, but remained silent for a long time.
It was Pei Minghan who explained on behalf of Madam Pei.
“Grandpa, that’s not what Mom meant. She meant that Uncle Jiu’s hand was injured before, and he probably hasn’t fully recovered yet. She’s worried that it will be inconvenient for Uncle Jiu to sign or type, so she wants him to rest for a while longer. Once Uncle Jiu’s hand is fully healed, it would be perfect for Grandpa to arrange work for him.”
Even though Pei Minghan's words sounded so righteous, they still made Old Master Pei snort coldly in annoyance.
"How do you know? How do you know your Ninth Uncle's hand hasn't healed yet? You can't even manage your own affairs, but you seem to know a lot about your Ninth Uncle's!"
Pei Minghan paused awkwardly for a moment, then explained to Old Master Pei.
“I was hospitalized for a while and had nothing to do while I was recuperating, so I asked Uncle Nine’s doctor. The doctor said that Uncle Nine’s hand is not fully healed yet and he still needs to rest more.”
Even though he knew Pei Minghan was talking nonsense, Old Master Pei really couldn't do anything about it.
After all, he couldn't just say, "I changed Pei Fengzhi's doctor a long time ago to protect myself from you guys, could he?"
However, just because there are things that Old Master Pei cannot say does not mean that others cannot say them.
Then Ye Ningwan said to Pei Minghan with a half-smile.
"Nephew, you probably don't know, but Ninth Master's hand is healed now."
Pei Minghan's incredulous rebuttal.
"Impossible, the doctor already said..."
Ye Ningwan raised an eyebrow and smiled as she reminded Pei Minghan.
"That doctor doesn't know anything, because I'm the one taking care of Ninth Master now."
Pei Minghan frowned, her surprise mixed with a hint of doubt.
"What did you say? You're taking care of Uncle Jiu? What do you mean by that? Ye Ningwan, you're nothing but a college dropout, what right do you have to treat my Uncle Jiu? You're just spouting nonsense..."
Snap!
Before Pei Minghan could finish speaking, Ye Ningwan suddenly stepped forward and slapped Pei Minghan hard across the face.
"How dare you speak to your elders like that?"
Pei Minghan's face was slapped to the side, leaving a bright red handprint.
He covered his face, staring at Ye Ningwan with bloodshot eyes, and raised his hand to retaliate.
The next second, Pei Fengzhi appeared like a ghost between Ye Ningwan and Pei Minghan, reached out and grabbed Pei Minghan's wrist that was about to fall, and protected Ye Ningwan behind him.
The hand he was holding onto Pei Minghan's was the right hand that had been cut open when the servant had tried to assassinate him.
Pei Fengzhi remained calm and composed, but his gaze was cold and sharp, landing on Pei Minghan's face as if he wanted to cut off pieces of flesh from him one by one.
"How dare you speak to your Ninth Aunt like that? Apologize."
Pei Minghan was seething with anger.
How could he agree?
Pei Minghan gritted her teeth, her face cold, and remained completely silent.
Pei Fengzhi snorted coldly; he had only exerted a little force.
A crisp snapping sound.
Pei Minghan took a few steps back, clutching her wrist, her face deathly pale.
"you……"
Pei Minghan gritted her teeth and let out a low groan from her throat.
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