One of them said: "Song Siyang is my uncle, and I am his eldest nephew. You have benefited a lot from my uncle over the years. Now that my uncle is dead, you are so anxious to bury him without notifying me."
Are we relatives? Who gave you this right?"
"That's right, Uncle Song is our relative, why do you make the decision?
Isn’t it obvious that you want my uncle’s property?”
"That's right, the Song family belongs to us, why should you, an outsider, take care of it?
Today, so many of our relatives have gathered together to take back everything that belongs to us."
Li Jingming said: "I want to ask you first, where did you go when Uncle Song was sick?
The news of Uncle Song's disappearance was published in the newspapers immediately and is everywhere on the Internet. Haven't you seen it?
Well, even if some people didn’t see it, there are still people who should be able to see it, but just like you agreed, no one will come, right?”
These people immediately stopped talking. Someone said: "We really didn't see it. Besides, it was you who arranged Uncle Song's funeral. Shouldn't you find someone to inform us?"
"I'm sorry everyone, Xiao Xi's death has already been published in the newspapers. I don't know how to inform you. If some of you want to pretend to be blind, even if I come in person, it won't help.
So everyone, are you really filial, or are you pretending to be filial?"
Li Jingming's fingers tapped on the table rhythmically, and his expression lightly swept over the people in front of him.
"Aren't you talking nonsense? This is my uncle."
"Hey···
When you are alive, you are not a relative, but when you die, you are your uncle?
As far as I know, before Uncle Song’s accident, you guys had never been in his ward once.
Secretary Liu, is that so?"
Secretary Liu took a step forward and said, "Yes, of those present, only you, sir, have been to the ward."
None of these people looked very good-looking. A reporter asked: "Mr. Li, is it true that you robbed Mr. Song of his property as the family of the late Mr. Song said?"
Li Jingming sneered and said, "I advise you to think through your words before speaking.
A brain is a good thing, but it’s a pity that you don’t have it.”
The reporter was blocked back by Li Jingming in an instant. The reporter's face looked ugly.
Secretary Liu behind him said: "Mr. Song found a lawyer before he died. The shares of everyone here will remain unchanged, and the rest of the company has nothing to do with you.
And you, Mr. Song has said personally that all the shares in his name will be left to Mr. Song and his four children."
Another reporter asked: "With all due respect, can I ask why Mr. Song left his relatives alone and left the company to a person with a foreign surname?"
Secretary Liu glanced at Li Jingming. Li Jingming shook his head. Secretary Liu couldn't answer the reporter's questions.
This is how these reporters talk. They always touch on the sidelines, and then subtly shift the direction of public opinion to Li Jingming. If he doesn't explain at this time, these people will definitely add fuel and jealousy to it.
Li Jingming said: "I'm afraid I have no comment on this issue.
And you guys, if you are wise now, I suggest that after you go back, you should be a worm who does not care and continue to take money. Otherwise, when the company adjusts internally, I will not be polite to you.
Uncle Song left this company to me, which shows that he has his reasons.
Since he left it to me, I will naturally take good care of it."
After finishing speaking, Li Jingming said to the reporters: "And if you have any questions, please contact the company's legal department."
Li Jingming stood up, arranged his clothes and was about to leave, but the group of people rushed up and stopped him.
"You can't leave. You must give us an explanation today and hand over my uncle's company to me. We will never allow an outsider to take care of our Song family's company."
Secretary Liu protected Li Jingming behind him, and soon several people from the legal department came in and stood in front of Li Jingming.
A few days before Mr. Song left, he had already predicted that their relatives would not be able to save money. Li Jingming was a nostalgic person. If he simply made a will, these people would definitely make a mess.
No matter what, they must protect Li Jingming. Mr. Song treated them well when he was alive.
Li Jingming originally wanted to give them a way out, but it was a pity that these people didn't have any brains. For the sake of immediate interests, they insisted on calling in reporters to stir up public opinion.
Li Jingming said: "I wonder which of you dares to move?
Every table and every chair in this company is owned by Uncle Song alone. If you dare to touch it, will you try?"
Looking at these greedy and selfish people, I instantly felt that Song Siyang's decision was the right one.
Li Jingming continued: "I finally understand why Uncle Song left such a big company to me and not to you so-called relatives.
As far as I know, you are just like me. You used to be too poor to afford food, and you probably all came from rural areas.
Some of you people are like me, and you don't even have any blood relationship with Uncle Song. You have seven aunts and eight aunts, and Uncle Song has helped you with everything he can.
But how did you do it?
Uncle Song is gone, and you were not there when he was buried. He was just buried yesterday, and today you brought people to the company to cause trouble.
What? Is this what you call filial piety?
When you called reporters, didn't you just want to give an explanation?
I originally wanted to save some face for you, but now it seems that it is no longer necessary.
Secretary Liu, ask someone from the Legal Department to bring Uncle Song’s suicide note."
Secretary Liu nodded. When passing by Li Jingming, Li Jingming reminded: "Make more copies."
Secretary Liu nodded and soon came back with a suicide note.
Li Jingming handed a cent to the so-called Song Siyang's nephew. When the nephew saw it, he shamelessly tore up the will on the spot and stuffed it into his mouth.
Li Jingming sneered, took a stack from Secretary Liu's hand, threw it into his nephew's hand, and said, "Didn't you have breakfast when you came this morning? If you like eating so much, I'll give you this stack."
When the man looked at the information in his hand, his face turned green instantly.
"You, you deliberately bully people."
Li Jingming said: "If you want to go back to this company, you can, but for now, he is the leader of your group.
A person like this can't even identify a copied will. Are you at ease if you leave the company in the hands of such a person?
Uncle Song didn't even pass the first seven, you guys really opened my eyes.
Read it clearly, see clearly what is written in the will, and you may as well give up."
After Li Jingming finished speaking, he looked at the reporters and said: "And you, take this will back and study it carefully.
If nothing else happens, I'll leave first. I don't have time to waste on you.
With Uncle Song gone, the company's legal person and many documents will need to be re-audited, and then the legal person will be changed. There are still many, many things he has to do.