His Long Love

Hearing Lawyer Chen's words, Ji Mengyao's action of tearing documents stops, and then smashes the pieces of paper in her hand to Lawyer Chen, "tell Ji Wanzhou that there is no way to return the old man's shares!"

Lawyer Chen patted the scraps of paper on his body with his hand, and then pushed the eyeglass frame. "Mr. Ji Wanzhou just doesn't want everyone to be so ugly. How did she get this 30% share? Didn't miss Ji count it? Now that you have no child in your stomach, it means that you have no right to inherit. Therefore, Mr. Ji minhuai's letter of commitment will not be counted. "

Ji Mengyao's eyes suddenly sank and gave out a fierce light. "Did Ji Wanzhou kill my child?"

Lawyer Chen raised her eyebrows, and the woman was afraid to be crazy. "No matter whether Miss Ji is willing or not and whether she agrees or not, that letter of commitment has become invalid. If Miss Ji is stubborn, we will have to meet in court."

With these words, Lawyer Chen turned and walked out of the ward.

"Ah..." Ji Mengyao's shrieking voice came from the ward.

Within three days, Ji Mengyao's 30% stake was transferred back to Ji minhuai's name.

She has only five percent of the shares left.

Ji Wanzhou returned to the position of chairman.

Naturally, it had been redecorated before moving back to the president's office.

Today is the first day for Ji Wanzhou to take office again.

It's not nervous. It's not true.

After all, I'm sitting in a wheelchair and wearing a pair of sunglasses.

A paralyzed and blind person, to do Jishi Group Chairman, the people below, will be convinced?

Considering that it was Ji Wanzhou's first appearance in public, Meng Qingge specially asked for a day off to accompany Ji Wanzhou to the company.

So, soon, the news that the first dandy of Jiangcheng, Ji's family, had become paralytic and blind, was known to the whole city, and even made headlines.

In the evening, back home.

"How do you feel?" Meng Qingge in one side to the season evening boat feed food, "tired not tired?"

Season evening boat swallows the food in the mouth, gently shakes the head, "is good, can handle."

"That's good." A faint smile appeared on Meng Qingge's face.

At this time, the ring of Ji Wanzhou's mobile phone rings. Meng Qingge sees that it's Laobai, so he calls the answer key and presses the hands-free button, "it's Laobai."

"Boss." It's from the white cell phone. It's from the old cell phone

"Yes." Season evening boat light should a, now the company has to come back, so the fetal sex identification has no use, so then asked, "what else in the safe?"

"Yes." Laobai lowered his head and looked at the writing paper in his hand. He was about to tell Ji Wanzhou about this, "there is also a will letter."

"A suicide note?" Ji Wanzhou frowned, "whose will letter?"

"Your mother left it." Laobai said, "I'll send it to you."

Heard is his mother left a letter, season evening boat tone with a bit anxious, "speed."

After hanging up the phone, Ji Wanzhou suddenly did not have the mood to eat. Now he is eager to know what was written on his mother's will.

Meng Qingge looked at Ji Wanzhou, and naturally knew that he was worried about his mother's last letter, so he didn't say anything, so he bowed his head to eat.

Laobai drove fast and stepped on the gas pedal to the end. In less than 20 minutes, he arrived at the hillside villa of Ji Wanzhou.

With a file bag, he got out of the car and ran into the hall.

Ji Wanzhou and Meng Qingge are already waiting on the sofa in the hall.

"Boss." Laobai said he called the button of the file bag, took out a few pieces of writing paper from it, and handed it to Ji Wanzhou.

Ji Wanzhou reached out his hand, groped for it, and took the letter from Lao Bai.

The moment I touched the writing paper, the hand of Ji Wanzhou was slightly shaking.