Dong Yishu's face darkened. Just as she was about to speak, she was stopped by her fifth uncle Dong Wenping.

The man looked expressionless and looked very cunning.

He waved his hand and said, "What the in-laws said is right. We are deeply saddened by the sudden death of the Ouyang family. It is better to pay tribute to the rest first and then say something else!"

"Uncle Wu..."

Dong Yishu was very surprised. Uncle Wu, who has always been strong and has not left room for his enemies, has become so easy to talk to today.

But before she finished her confused words, she understood Dong Wenping's eyes.

Dong Yishu felt a little excited and almost stomped his feet with regret.

I am still young. When I heard that Ouyang Xiong was dead, I was so excited that I couldn't hold back my anger.

Uncle Wu said he wanted to pay tribute to his remains, but in fact he wanted to see if this old ghost died or not, and whether there would be any fraud in it.

After reacting, Dong Yishu stopped stopping these relatives from going to the second floor.

But before these people could get up the stairs.

Ouyang Chunshui led more than a dozen servants and carried a lipstick of red painted coffin down.

"Dad, you left inexplicably, my daughter is so heartbroken!"

Ouyang Jing was wearing a mourning uniform, wearing a white hat, and holding the coffin, crying bitterly.

There is no way to tell anything wrong.

"This, is it buried?"

The relatives of the Ouyang family looked surprised.

Because this is really non-rules.

No one is old, even these relatives don’t let them see the last time.

But they didn't say much.

But the Dong family didn't move at all and was blocked at the entrance of the stairs.

Ouyang Chunshui shouted in front: "Give it all, don't compete with the deceased."

Dong Yishu still wanted to obstruct her, but Dong Wenping grabbed her.

Since Ouyang Xiong was put into a coffin and sealed with nails, then forget it, just think he is dead, I wish these people could not make any waves.

Ouyang Xiong's coffin was like this, and he was carried into the monastery in the courtyard without any danger.

Dong Wenping was not in a hurry either.

Squinted at Ouyang Jing burning paper and crying.

Watching Uncle Ouyang and others burn incense one by one, they scolded them around the coffin.

Anyway, the meat has already reached the bowl, and they really don’t need to eat it, it’s too ugly.

By the time this process was over, an hour had passed.

Dong Yishu finally couldn't help but attack.

"Your paper is burned and the incense is also raised. Now it's time to listen to me?"

"I decided to hold a meeting immediately while all the shareholders are present today to discuss the equity distribution issue of the group after the death of the old chairman!"

Ouyang Jing still knelt in front of the spirit and burned the paper without saying a word.

But Uncle Ouyang snorted angrily.

"Who stipulates that the chairman will have to redistribute the equity if he dies? Besides, what qualifications do you have to decide on such a major event? Do you have shares in my Ouyang family?"

This is what Dong Yishu is waiting for.

Immediately, she took a stack of copies of the documents from Uncle Ping.

Throw it in front of Uncle Ouyang.

"Open your old eyes and see clearly. This is the agreement that Ouyang Yunkai gave me unconditionally all shares. It has white and black characters, signatures and handprints, and there are also lawyers from more than three law firms who are present to witness it."

"What?"

Uncle Ouyang's face turned pale.

I picked up a document in disbelief and read it.

The more he looked, the more his hands shook.

"Rebellious son, beast, this is his father's lifelong hard work, and he actually gave it to someone!"
Chapter completed!