The will continued to be read out, and the conference room was extremely quiet, with only the sound of Cheng Ming reading the will.
The content of the will first announced all the inheritance under An Boyuan's name, including stocks, securities, investment cash, real estate, and group shares, which were also written into the will.
Next comes the specific content of the inheritance division. As expected by An Zhisu, there are only two heirs to all her father's inheritance, one is An Tingnuan, and the other is Ye Lishu. One inherited her father's stocks, securities and group shares, and the other inherited
He received his father's bank cash and real estate.
Then, not a cent was left to her, and her name was not even mentioned in the will.
This will was both expected and unexpected by the shareholders. They expected that Ye Lishu and An Tingnuan would inherit most of the inheritance, but they did not expect that An Boyuan did not give them a penny.
The daughter stays.
After the will was read out, Ye Lishu looked at An Zhisu proudly and couldn't help but sarcastically: Who is the outsider in your father's heart? Isn't it clearly written in the will?
An Zhisu was not angry at all about the content of the will, nor was she angry at Ye Lishu's sarcasm. She just calmly questioned: The will states that my father owns 60% of the shares of An's Group.
?
Yes. Cheng Ming replied.
An Zhisu looked at the shareholders again: I remember that the total shares held by my uncles and uncles totaled 30%, right?
The shareholders nodded. The combined shares of the six of them were indeed exactly 30%.
Then you, mother and daughter, each have 5%, so the total is 10%, right? An Zhisu’s third question asked Ye Lishu.
Of course, isn't it written very clearly in the will? Why are you asking so much? Ye Lishu said impatiently.
Naturally, I have to ask clearly. According to what you said, my father owns 60% of the shares, the shareholders own 30%, and you mother and daughter own 10%. This is all An's.
shares. Then why do I still have 10% in my hand? I'm not good at math, don't lie to me. An Zhisu smiled like a math scumbag.
An Tingnuan was stunned immediately.
Ye Lishu was also stunned for a moment, but immediately reacted: How could you still have shares? Your shares have been returned to your father a long time ago. You used 10% of your shares in exchange for Su Huan's brand independence. I
I saw that contract with my own eyes.
So you admit that I hold 10% of the shares? An Zhisu asked the question without answering.
You had it before, but you can't have it now. Your shares have been taken back long ago. Ye Lishu looked determined.
An Zhisu was waiting for her affirmative answer, raised his lips and smiled: I'm sorry to disappoint you. My father didn't sign the contract at all, so the shares are still in my hands.
After saying that, he gave Song Jiaren a look. Song Jiaren stood up again and gave everyone a notarized copy of the share certificate. It was clearly written in black and white on the paper that An Zhisu owned 10% of An's original shares.
From when I was ten years old to now, it has never changed.
The shareholders looked at each other. Even if they didn't believe An Zhisu, they still had to believe this notarized property certificate.
Miss An, what is going on? The shareholders are confused. Since An Zhisu still has 10% of the shares, then An Boyuan can only have 50% of the shares in the will. Six percent.
10. This is obviously wrong data. How could such a big mistake be made in something as detailed as a will?
That's it. The data is wrong and the will is suspected of being forged. An Zhisu's answer was to the point.
The shareholders sighed for a while, forging a will, how brave is it?
An Zhisu, don't slander me. This certificate of yours is a forgery. It's obvious that all your shares were exchanged for Su Huan. Ye Lishu simply refused to believe the certificate in her hand.
An Tingnuan held the copy paper and secretly tightened it with her knuckles.
Why are you so excited? Hold on, I still have a property notarization that I haven’t shown you. An Zhisu smiled and nodded to Song Jiaren again.
Song Jiaren happily took out another stack of copy paper from her bag, then walked around the conference table and gave each of them another copy.
Dear uncles, in fact, my dad secretly transferred 15% of the shares to my name on the day I got engaged. Adding in the shares I already owned, the specific number of shares in my name is 2%.
Fifteen. In other words, only 35% of the shares in my father’s name are left. I really don’t know where the 60% in the will was calculated. An Zhisu
The last question was obviously for the mother and daughter.
The mother and daughter's faces turned pale at this moment. They couldn't believe what they heard and saw.
An Tingnuan's joints were pale, and hatred surged from his chest.
Did she secretly transfer 15% of the shares to An Zhisu on the day of the engagement? Haha, sure enough, what's fair, she has always preferred An Zhisu in her heart. She got engaged on the same day, what did she get?
Her dress was cut to pieces!
Her father left on the spot!
She endured the ridicule of countless people!
But An Zhisu wore the most beautiful dress, received blessings from countless people, and was favored by her father. She got everything she could not get no matter how hard she tried.
If An Tingnuan still felt guilty for having angered her biological father to death before today, then now, at this moment, she didn't have a trace of regret, and even hated herself for not angering him to death earlier and giving him the opportunity to transfer the shares.
Give peace of mind.
False, this is all false, I don’t believe it. We have a will, and the inheritance must be divided according to the will. Ye Lishu will not recognize An Zhisu’s shares even if she is killed.
A will? The smile on An Zhisu's face grew stronger. She looked at Song Jiaren: My dear Lawyer Song, they said that the inheritance must be divided according to the will.
Be good, don't be afraid. Isn't it just a will? Who doesn't seem to have one? Watch me conjure one up for you in a minute, scaring them to death. Song Jia sang with her, and as expected, she took out a brown paper bag from her bag like a magic trick.
Seeing Song Jiaren take out the same bag that Cheng Ming took out just now, the shareholders were immediately shocked.
Why is there still a will?
They are old and their brains can no longer bend.
Looking at Ye Lishu, An Tingnuan and her daughter, as well as lawyer Cheng Ming, their faces looked as if they had eaten flies. They were frightened, questioning, and vaguely uneasy and worried.
What is going on? Why are there two wills? Shareholders exploded and asked An Zhisu one after another.
An Zhisu replied calmly: Uncles, you might as well listen to the contents of my will first.
The shareholders said anxiously: Lawyer Song, please quickly read out how this will is written.
Okay. Song Jiaren immediately opened the sealed bag in front of everyone and took out the will.
The shareholders all pricked up their ears and were obviously more serious and serious than when they heard the first will.