Font
Large
Medium
Small
Night
PrevPage Index    Favorite Next

Chapter three hundred and seventy second death(2/2)

Luo Yan pointed to the first position lightly, "There are still a few who have not expired, so Hou Dong might as well sit down and wait."

It seems polite, but it shows the status.

Hou Dong pursed the corner of his lips and sat stiffly.

A few minutes later, there were already several empty seats.

Wang Yaoxian looked around and took out the documents prepared early in the morning.

"According to Mr. Zhou's dying instructions, all the equity of Zhou's enterprise is transferred to Luo Yan, and Mr. Luo's name, and he will exercise Mr. Zhou's powers during his lifetime to continue the plans he made during his lifetime."

"How is this possible? Are you wrong?" Hou Dong said anxiously.

If they did that, everything they planned earlier would be done.

"Mr. Hou, this will was completed under the witness of three shareholders. Mr. Zhou was sober at the time and asked a notary to notarize it on the spot." Wang Yaoxian said lightly, "Mr. Hou can I invite someone to confirm?"

Hou Dong said something and turned to look down.

But the three shareholders in the last seat were about to sit down.

His eyes slashed, but there was no way.
Chapter completed!
PrevPage Index    Favorite Next