The conference hall was noisy for a long time. Finally, after sang Shijun coughed twice, the meeting room gradually became quiet.

All shareholders are looking at sang Shijun, some are curious, some are frowning, some are watching good plays.

Sang Shijun with a body of brilliance, temperament calm, light way: "she said right, I really am not my father's son, I just he picked up from the outside."

Hearing this, the conference hall suddenly burst into a pot:

"what? Is it really not from the Sang family? "

"You always know your life experience, and you still sit in this position with dignity?"

"Can you live up to the love and trust of Mr. sang?"

“……”

Below, from the sound of anger, to the voice of criticism, all righteous words.

Sang Shijun stood on the stage of public attention, upright and straight as pine, dark eyes were not seen, half ashamed.

Sang Shiyong raised eyebrows, as if he did not expect him to admit so easily.

However, after thinking about it, he had no choice but to admit it at the moment, and the smile on the corner of his lips could not help rising even more.

The man at the top of the pyramid suddenly fell into the dust and became the target of public criticism. Don't mention how hard Xia Bing feels.

She loved him, watching him stand on the stage, alone facing the sword from the enemy.

In the face of so many shareholders' complaints, she didn't even have a support for him. She thought God was partial to him, but she didn't expect that God was so cruel to him,

moreover, he was still a child picked up from outside?

So he's an orphan?

Xia Bing looks at sang Shijun with deep heartache, but sang Shijun doesn't look at her. She looks at the group of people under the stage with calm eyes.

At this time, sang Shiyong snapped his finger.

Surrounded by them in plain clothes, came out a thin man with a long life.

He was carrying a briefcase, his voice was quiet, but it caused a stir again: "I am the private lawyer of Mr. sang. Since Mr. sang Shijun is not the son of the Sang family, according to the will of Mr. sang, the successor of Sang Shijun is invalid. The inheritance of the old man should be ranked in the second successor."

He pointed to Sang Shiyong: "according to the idea of inheriting from one generation to another, the one around me is the successor of the Sang family."

Next, fry again.

It seems that since the appearance of Sang Shiyong, the audience has not been very quiet, and the discussion has been enthusiastic.

"This In other words, sang Shiyong will be the chairman of Rongxin group after that? "

"Can this man do it? How to give people a sense of unreliability? "

"In other words, sang Shijun has been in power for the past few years, but his demeanor is not inferior to that of the old man. He has also made us share a lot of money in these years, but it's a pity...!"

“……”

The lawyer came to Sang Shijun's side and asked him to sign a statement about giving up inheritance.

In fact, it's OK not to sign. You can go through legal procedures directly, but it's more troublesome.

The lawyer said, "Mr. sang Shiyong said that if you are more frank, he can give you the house and car under your name, and only take away the shares and authority in your hands."

Sang Shijun grinned.

Compared with the 48% shares of Rongxin group, the house and car are hardly worth mentioning.

However, we still have to thank sang Shiyong for not killing them all.

He said: "then please thank sang Shiyong for me and he is willing to leave a way for me."

The lawyer did not expect that sang Shijun would accept the reality so easily, and his expression was quite surprised.

After all, such a huge wealth will become someone else's in a flash. It's normal for everyone to be unwilling?

Xia Bing saw sang Shijun pen ready to sign his name, a heart was mentioned in the throat.

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