Mo Lingyuan paused for a moment and asked officially, "Miss Yuan, due to time constraints, the relevant matters of Agreement 3 are still in the evaluation stage of 'Zonghui Construction', will it be implemented according to the original schedule, or will it be accelerated?" ”

Hara's Haruno didn't even glance at the colorful and ever-changing facial expressions of everyone present, and only indifferently commanded into the phone, "Lawyer Mo, is the agreement I signed by your side?" ”

"Yes, I'm in the office right now, and the agreement documents are in my office."

"Okay, please take it out now," Hara Harumo's eyes were clear, like a drowning man climbing ashore, and he glanced at the whole audience, taking those stiff faces, surprised faces, disbelief faces, and loss faces...... All of them were in the bottom of his eyes, and then he said word by word, "And, stand, engrave, tear, destroy." ”

"Ono—"

"Haruno—"

"Hara-Clear-Wild-"

……

There were almost unanimous screams in my ears, all anxious, all anxious.

The silver of the white flower was all washed away by the two lips, can you not be in a hurry? Can you not be in a hurry to get on fire? Can you not care about the identity of any elder or relative?

"Torn?" Fortunately, Mo Lingyuan on the other end of the phone is accustomed to seeing all kinds of wealthy family grievances, and he has dealt with countless wealthy property dispute cases and rich inheritance disputes in his hands, no matter how noisy the voice is, he can't hear it, and there seems to be no unexpected tone ups and downs for Yuan Qingye's order to change, just strictly confirmed, "Is it manually torn or mechanically destroyed by a shredder?" ”

"Tear by hand."

"Okay, Miss Yuan, wait a minute."

The scene fell into an embarrassing silence after a fussy noise.

Xi Chunyu leaned against the door frame, looking like an outsider watching the play with the conscience of the people who eat melons.

The green tendons on Yuan Zonghe's forehead protruded and protruded, and one right hand clenched into a fist forcefully, but it was not waved, nor was it loose.

The second uncle and two aunts, that is, Yuan Zongmin and Wu Xiaohui, looked at each other, and jumped in a hurry, but they hesitated and argued when you pushed me out and I pushed you out.

The third aunt and the third uncle were the most calm and indifferent, looking at the second uncle and the second aunt in a hurry, the two couples had a faint smile in their eyebrows.

The most ugly face on the scene is Ding Wenmei and Yuan Ran, the two mothers and daughters, both pursing their lips, you look at me, I look at you.

The sound of tearing paper is very crisp, and it comes through the mobile phone, which is not harsh at all. Mo Lingyuan may have been accustomed to tearing paper, tearing it slowly, very rhythmic.

"Miss Yuan, it's all torn up, you command." Finally, it was Mo Lingyuan who broke the silence.

"The agreement is torn up, and everything in it is canceled immediately. In addition, "Yuan Qingye smiled lightly, and looked at Yuan Zonghe's eyes again with a distant and cold look, like a glimpse of light, no longer investing in ridiculous emotions, whether it is love or hate, "The original shares of the Yuan Group that are given to Yuan Dong Shengchen 5% of the original shares of the Yuan Group every year are still valid, please Lawyer Mo You redraft the documents, but ......"

Yuan Qingye turned around and didn't look at anyone again, but looked at the antique colorful glass lamp still placed there on the windowsill with complicated eyes, which Jiang Shuyi bought at a high price from the auction before his death, and used it as Yuan Qingye's toy when he was a child, and the big hand held the small hand and pulled it gently, and the light turned on; The big hand held the small hand and gently pulled it again, and the light went out. The lights came on and out, and the little girl giggled, the little girl giggled, and the young and elegant gentle young woman laughed silently from the bottom of her heart.