Su Yingxue was silent for a long time, until Xiao Fan "hey" came to "hey" to ask non-stop, and then replied: "If it weren't for you, I would still be a little disappointed, if it was really you...... I will feel very relieved, thank you. ”

Xiao Fan's blood surged, and he was impulsive in his heart, and he almost blurted out, eager to explain everything clearly immediately, so he couldn't help it and said, "What is my sister-in-law talking about?" The auction house seems to have seen high-quality materials, but the amount is not large, I wanted to auction it, but ......"

"Okay, you're busy." Su Yingxue seemed to suddenly become interested, and hung up the call as she spoke.

Xiao Fan stared at the intercom, and was also very stunned, the faces of Su Yingxue and the sharp weapon couple slid in front of their eyes, as if something important in their hearts was lost, or about to be lost, and the whole person was hanging in the air and had a feeling of not falling, this feeling was extremely uncomfortable, but there was nothing to say, and it was difficult to express.

He Fangjing gently held his hand and smiled at him, his affectionate eyes seemed to contain rich content, an understanding that knew all the entanglements in his heart, and a gentle tolerance.

At this moment, the two were just intertwined with their fingers, but Xiao Fan seemed to be one with her, and couldn't help hugging her tightly, and his lips quickly kissed her petal-like red lips, but He Fangjing did not avoid it, and soon the red lips opened lightly, and the fragrant tongue stretched out, giving him a tactful and sweet response.

Fuguimei and Yun Feiyang turned around together, avoiding the gaze that had been staring at her, remembering that she had gone to the city to deliver materials to the dead all year round and had not returned, otherwise he would definitely have acted similarly.

"Pears, take it easy, don't mess around with you! We're all here to watch! Berserk Pig laughed.

Everyone burst into laughter, Xiao Fan hurriedly let go of He Fangjing, but he still held hands with her, looked around at everyone in amazement, and his face was flushed, but fortunately, under the pink light of the illuminator made at will, it was not so eye-catching. He Fangjing lowered his head and didn't look at anyone, but the corners of his mouth hooked up a shallow smile.

…………

He sat there, described as withered, drooping, and dying, staring at the sky through the crystal curtain wall six meters away. Since this is the top floor of the building, 560 meters from the top of the mountain, no giant tree's tops can climb so high, through the dim sky, through the thin clouds, he can see the Eagle Flying Tower dozens of miles away, towering into the sky up to 2,000 meters high The hazy silhouette of the tower's body is as high as two thousand meters.

He thought that today was a good day, gloomy and rainless weather, perfect for death. Most of the cups of green tea have been drunk to the bottom, but the wheelchair is six meters away from the curtain wall, which may be a little difficult for him, but he is confident that this difficulty will not bother him.

"It's time to go."

He said something softly, as if he heard a relieved voice in the room, Dong Qianli approached him, bent down closely, and asked in a voice that everyone could hear, "Then notify the crew of the TV network terminal?" ”

Yan Nanqun tilted his head imperceptibly, as if to avoid the close proximity of Minister Dong's head, because he firmly believed that his ear power was no worse than that of a young man, and then nodded.

The psychiatrists brought by the four children came up and squeezed Yan Nanqun's personal doctor out of the crowd, of course, everyone was a decent person, and there was no need to push and pull, and there was no quarrel over this.

After the examination of several brain surgeons, it was confirmed that Yan Lao had not had any physical injuries or collisions in the past two months, and from the perspective of surgical expertise, there were no external factors affecting his mental condition. This was quickly documented by all lawyers.

The personnel of the twelve television networks who had been invited had already waited anxiously on the 98th floor, and at this time they had climbed to the next floor, pointing all kinds of camera groups at all angles, and every sigh, every cough, and even his imperceptible breathing changes would be recorded, because this involved a particularly huge fortune.

"This one, Vice President He of the Capital General Military Region Hospital, He Changsheng, the winner of the two-time Daier Medical Award, specializes in psychiatric surgery and psychological assistance, and is also my spiritual mentor." After Dong Qianli's introduction, it was obvious that many doctors present recognized He Changsheng's identity, and then Dong Qianli strengthened his tone and confirmed: "I want to have me here, Teacher He is definitely trustworthy!" ”

Yan Nanqun said "um", and added: "I can trust you." ”

He Changsheng stepped forward and found a stool to sit down, he was slender and not very tall, but his eyes were blazing, he looked like he was in his fifties, the whole person was in good spirits, and his expression was full of seriousness.

"Then, please send a lawyer to each of Yan Lao's four children, listen carefully, make records, come one by one if you have questions, don't rush to talk!" Dong Qianli looked sideways at Yan Nanqun and said solemnly: "Elder Yan also asks to send a chief lawyer, these records must not be wrong, and not a word can be omitted." ”

The time imposed on Yan Nanqun is urgent, and Yan Nanqun will immediately prove to everyone that he still has enough thinking ability to draw up a will, as long as this is confirmed, from a strict and fair legal point of view, how he handles his estate, after his death, the will will will not be tampered with or misinterpreted.

Of course, when he lived to the age of Yan Nanqun, he had already understood one thing, the justice of the law will always have an inexhaustible last journey, no matter how many generations insist on building civilization, as long as the will of human beings still dominates mankind, this last journey will never be passed.

The legacy he was able to legacy, on his own, would only be a tiny piece of the pie in his vast empire, and even this small piece of cake would not be sure that it would be left to the world as he wished. He is not naïve enough to insist that all his wealth comes from his hard work, and that opportunities and help are indispensable. And this powerful help comes from a figure like Dong Qianli.

So he had to make a will to show that he fully understood the rules of the game. The part of him who wants to be the master is very small, if there is 100 billion yuan that can be divided by himself, he will never be able to get Longwangshu and advocate 200 billion.

As early as ten years ago, when he drafted his second will, he had already indicated that this piece belonged to a certain charitable foundation, that part belonged to a certain maternal and child health care federation, as well as the assignment to help the poor and the young, and various social mutual aid organizations.

At that time, Yan Nanqun was sixty-nine years old, and now that he is seventy-nine years old, he is more mature...... No! He was more cautious. Rather than advocating that a huge inheritance be left to those people, in the end no one will get it, and it will only cheapen some unknown private person.

After years of repeated temptations in all aspects, Yan Nanqun finally realized that if he had the ability, he would bring these legacies to the soil! Or spread like dust around the world, otherwise, the assets he can claim are only 100 billion. If you want more, it's a pipe dream.

In addition to He Changsheng, four psychiatrists sat opposite Yan Nanqun, from four children, who stood in front of the table with plastic nameplates, and the upright bold characters on them were clearly and eye-catching under the camera, showing their identities.

They have the same expectations as their employers, and the old guy had better be sane! Yan Nanqun's thoughts happened to be at this point, and he reached a secret agreement with them, so he carefully looked at the faces of the four experts, as if he wanted to find some clues from them, but in fact, he just wanted to prove that he was still awake, not confused, and there was no problem with his sanity.

(End of chapter)