The Eternal Beauty of the City of Wealth

At the end of the 25th century, on a certain day of a certain year and month, it was the beginning of autumn in China.

The weather in Kyoto is very, very hot. Although it is the beginning of autumn, the heat is still there. It feels even more stuffy than in the summer.

The pedestrians on the street all had their own thoughts and were walking hurriedly on the streets where the heat was rolling.

Even the cicadas on the big trees were chirping loudly due to the heat. The non-stop chirping made people feel even more hot and unbearable.

In a luxurious villa in the eastern suburbs of Beijing, Yang Xuan lay quietly on the soft big bed with his eyes slightly closed, slowly recalling his life.

She shook her head helplessly, and sighed sadly: "Alas, my life is really like a big dream. Everything in this world will no longer exist."

"Money, status, family, friendship... from now on, they will vanish into nothingness with my passing."

"Alas... this life has passed so quickly. One hundred and eight years have gone by in the blink of an eye, and the last moment of my life is about to come."

She turned her head, staring out the window with her eyes wide open, and murmured softly with a lonely look: "This beautiful world, I'm so reluctant to leave you, but I really can't help it."

"Blue sky, white clouds, and the earth... From now on, I will never see you again."

After Yang Xuan finished speaking, two lines of tears slowly flowed from the corners of her wrinkled eyes.

Yang Xuan, 108 years old, was born into a family with a decent financial situation.

She has no brothers or sisters, and her parents love her very much, so her childhood was relatively happy.

Both parents are very capable. After decades of hard work, they finally created a large-scale production company.

When she was 28 years old, her parents were suddenly in a car accident on the way to the company. Her mother died on the spot and her father was seriously injured.

Doctors tried their best to save him, but in the end, due to the serious injuries, his life entered the countdown.

On his deathbed, her father called her and asked his lawyer to give him a will.

She read it with bloodshot eyes, then gently put it away.

After her father passed away, she handled all matters according to the contents of her father's will and devoted herself to developing her career.

Later, she fell in love, got married, had children, worked hard, and forgot to eat and sleep.

Finally, through hard struggle, his own intelligence and outstanding management skills.

After eighty years of hard work, the current Yang Group was finally established.

Influenced by her father, she is keen on charity work, no matter where natural disasters or man-made disasters occur.

No matter where there are people or things that need help, we will lend a helping hand without hesitation.

Her beloved husband, Yang Boyuan, also passed away twenty years ago.

She has four sons. The eldest is almost eighty years old and the youngest is nearly seventy.

There are a total of eighteen grandchildren, and more than forty great-grandchildren and great-great-grandchildren. It can be said that this is a large family with many descendants.

Thinking of this, the corners of her mouth, which showed a slight relief, rose slightly, revealing a faint smile.

Half an hour ago, she slowly woke up in the intensive care unit of Kyoto Hospital.

She opened her chaotic and empty eyes and looked at an old man lying beside her bed.

He saw that it was his most beloved youngest son who was also the director of this hospital.

Seeing that my mother had woken up, the old dean, with white hair and beard, raised his tear-stained face and looked at my mother with tearful eyes: "Mom, you're awake."

Yang Xuan raised his hand and said weakly, "Don't be sad, Lao Si. This day will come to everyone eventually. Tell mom, how much longer can I hold on?"

The director choked up and whispered, "Mom, I just gave you a shot of cardiac stimulant. You'll probably have about two hours left, wuwuwu..."

She nodded gently: "Fourth Brother, go home. Gather all the family members, including Lawyer He. Mom has something to say."

The dean wiped away her tears and said, "Okay, Mom, they are waiting for you at home."

Well, Yang Xuanfu touched his eldest son's face, and his chaotic eyes were full of tenderness and pampering.

The eldest son, the eldest grandson, the lifeblood of the old man.

The fourth son had been in poor health since childhood. In order to let her son grow up healthily, she let her son learn medicine.

The child also worked hard and graduated from Capital Medical University. After years of hard study, he finally achieved his current success.

Over the years, I have been able to live to my current age thanks to the careful care of my eldest son.

She wiped away the tears from her son's eyes and said with a smile, "Fourth brother, let's go home."

Yang Xuan slowly came back to his senses from his thoughts: "Old Four, let them in."

Yes, Mom. The room was large, and all the family members walked in slowly, their faces filled with sadness.

Yang Xuan waved his hand and called softly, "Lawyer He."

“Mr. Yang,” Lawyer He agreed and walked gently in front of her.

Yang Xuan closed his eyes weakly: "Read the will."

Lawyer He responded, took out a will from his briefcase and began to read it.

The content is roughly as follows: after her death, Lawyer He, entrusted by Yang Xuan, will donate 90% of the Yang Group's shares to national charities permanently.

The remaining 10% will be inherited proportionally by her descendants...

As the will was being read, a man's voice suddenly shouted, "I don't agree!"

Everyone looked over in unison, and it turned out to be the grandson of the second son.

Yang Xuan narrowed his eyes and glanced at this child who had been unlearned since childhood.

At this moment, the second son's old roar rang in Yang Xuan's ears: "Shut up! You rebellious son!"

"Dad, don't stop me, I have to say it! Grandma, don't you think you're going too far?"

"For so many years, the group's shares have been in your name alone, and you only give us 100,000 yuan in pocket money each year!"

"That's not all. Our group never lets its own people manage it. If you want to work in the group, you can only be an ordinary employee!"

"That's fine, but you actually donated 90% of your shares, which are worth hundreds of billions!"

"How could you be so stupid and cruel! You don't even consider us, your descendants. Haven't you ever thought about what we'll do in the future? Family members, what do you think?"

As soon as the words fell, many people in the room echoed: "Yes, yes, please don't donate!"

"Yes, that's right, grandma, please don't donate it. Leave it all to us."

So everyone started talking about it.

Yang Xuan frowned and ignored them, then waved to Lawyer He: "Lawyer He, read the next one."

Lawyer He nodded and took out another document. "This is the will left by Yang Yu, the ancestor of the Yang family. The content is as follows;"

"All descendants of the Yang family, from the ancestor Yang Yu onwards, must donate 90% of all their property to national charities before they die. No one is allowed to violate this..."

As soon as Lawyer He finished reading, the room was immediately filled with wailing.

Yang Xuan looked at his descendants in the room and shouted with his last remaining strength, "Children! Property is just a possession. We cannot bring it with us when we are born, and we cannot take it with us when we die. All glory and wealth are just fleeting!"

"My children and grandchildren, I hope you will remember our ancestors' teachings and do more good deeds. The road ahead is still long, so take care of yourselves!"

After she finished speaking, she let out a long breath and silently said in her heart: "Dad, I have fulfilled your last wish. It is time for me to go to the underworld to accompany you."

"Dear Boyuan, Xuan'er will be able to see you again soon."

Just when her consciousness was about to blur, suddenly, two people in strange clothes, one in black and one in white, appeared vaguely in front of her.

"Yang Xuan, your life span has come to an end. Come with me to the underworld!"

In an instant, she felt her soul floating in the air, and in the blink of an eye she lost consciousness.