Chapter 1335

The call was very inexplicable, but Gao Yang's heart was tightened all at once.

No matter who left the legacy, Gao Yang doesn't want it, because it means someone is dead, and it must be someone he knows.

"Whose legacy? I mean who left it!"

Gao Yang paused for a moment, revived the blank brain, and immediately asked the question he was most concerned about.

"Mr. Gao, before I answer your question, first I have to make sure that the other end of the phone is the person I'm looking for. I'll ask you a few questions, which won't involve any of your privacy. Then we can continue the conversation, OK?"

The lawyer really only asked two simple questions: Gao Yang's full name and the country he came from. After Gao Yang answered, the lawyer immediately said: "OK, Mr. Gao, I can confirm your identity. I'm sorry to ask you this first, because I started calling you at this number a long time ago, but I can't get through, so I have to find out whether the phone number has changed its owner."

Gao Yang said impatiently, "don't talk nonsense! Tell me who left me a legacy!"

"I'm sorry to inform you that Mr. Federer has died."

Gao Yang was stunned, because he didn't even remember who Federer was for the first time. He didn't think anyone would leave him a legacy in the United States, so his first reaction was that the phone number was wrong, but after the other party did not call the wrong number, he began to think it was a hoax, because he thought about countless possibilities and didn't find that someone would leave him any legacy.

So when Gao Yang heard Federer's name, he was really surprised. How could the collector of the box gun, who only met with him and did a business, leave his legacy to him.

"Hello, are you listening? Hello? Hello?"

Gao Yang was completely stunned and confused in his mind. After a moment, hearing the voice at the other end of the phone, Gao Yang came back and whispered, "Hey, I'm listening. When did Mr. Federer die?"

"Mr. Federer died of a sudden cerebral hemorrhage at his home in Los Angeles in the early morning of February 23. Before his death, Mr. Federer has made a will and decided that you will inherit all his firearms collection."

Gao Yang took the cell phone away from his ear. He felt a little difficult to breathe. He pulled his throat. After taking a few breaths, he picked up the phone again and said in a trembling voice: "Mr. Federer is in good health. How could he die suddenly?"

"On the 21st, when Federer was inspecting the venue of an exhibition center, he suddenly fell down. At that time, he fell into a brief faint. After he was sent to the community hospital, Mr. Federer woke up again. After the doctor's examination, he thought that Mr. Federer's body was ok, but told him to go home for rest.

After returning home, Mr. Federer called our law firm and asked to make a will under the witness of a testamentary lawyer. As Mr. Federer's testamentary lawyer, I witnessed the self written will written by Mr. Federer and was responsible for keeping the will. After Federer's tragic death, I provided the execution service of the will.

On the morning of the third day after making the will, Mr. Federer fell to the ground when he got up, and then he never woke up again. The cause of death was a sudden cerebral hemorrhage. Mr. Gao, I'm sorry to inform you of this unfortunate news. I wanted to inform you on the day Mr. Federer died. Unfortunately, your phone has not been able to get through. "

Gao Yang cleared his throat and said slowly, "it's really unfortunate news. I'm sorry I didn't attend Mr. Federer's funeral. I've been abroad a few days ago. Thank you for informing me."

"Mr. Gao, if you plan to inherit Mr. Federer's estate, you need to go to Los Angeles to complete the inheritance procedures. If you give up inheritance, you also need to come to Los Angeles. Excuse me, do you have time?"

Gao Yang sighed and said in a deep voice, "you said that Mr. Federer fell down while inspecting the venue. Then, I want to ask him what venue he is inspecting? Is it the venue for a gun exhibition?"

"Yes, Mr. Federer's death was directly caused by his fall while inspecting the site. He had signs of cerebral hemorrhage at that time, but unfortunately, the hospital failed to check it out. When I helped Mr. Federer formulate his will as a witness lawyer, Mr. Federer said that he had a hunch that his time was running out and he had to hurry up to find one for his collection The most suitable person took over, and he chose you, Mr. Gao. Mr. Federer said, "I hope you can inherit his inheritance and treat the collections he spent his whole life collecting. He thinks you are the best successor."

Gao Yang said slowly, "I accept Mr. Federer's legacy."

"OK, so Mr. Gao, when do you have time to come to Los Angeles? We'd better make an appointment in advance."

"Tomorrow, I'll go tomorrow."

Hung up the phone and looked gloomy. Strictly speaking, he and Federer had no deep friendship, just one-sided relationship. It was an old friend who came together because of common hobbies. However, the news of Federer's death still made him very uncomfortable, very uncomfortable.

Gao Yang's face was ugly. Morgan quickly walked up to him and whispered with concern: "what's the matter?"

Gao Yang shook his head and sighed, "it's unfortunate news that Mr. Federer has died."

Looking at Morgan's confused expression, before he asked, Gao Yang immediately said in a deep voice: "it's Mr. Federer, who collects Mauser pistols. We've been to his house."

Morgan said suddenly, "I didn't remember for a moment. Oh, this is really unfortunate news."

Gao Yang sighed and said, "Mr. Federer left me a legacy. He gave me all his collections."

Morgan was stunned. After staying for a moment, he said in surprise, "all?"

"All."

Morgan was stunned for a moment and whispered, "this is really beyond my expectation. However, as a collector, I quite understand Mr. Federer's mood. No one wants his hard-earned collection to be resold after death and then scattered around the world again. In this regard, Mr. Federer has found a very good successor."

Gao Yang sighed, "I'm going to Los Angeles tomorrow."

"Well, I'll go tomorrow. Well, if I have nothing to do, I'll go with you. But now, Gao, cheer up and don't let this unfortunate news affect you. Here, see? He's Andrew Quincy Adams."

Gao Yang took a few deep breaths, rubbed his face, piled up a smile and said to Morgan, "is it ok now?"

Morgan nodded, shrugged and said, "the smile is ugly and fake. Well, clean up your mood. You have to finish the important work."

Gao Yang sees Andrew. He needs key contacts this time.

Andrew looks in his forties and fifties. He smiles sincerely and is talking to the people next to him. The difference from other guests is that he seems more restrained when he smiles.

Gao Yang rubbed his face again, then piled up a smile and said to Morgan, "Mr. Adams looks very humble."

Morgan smiled: "He must be humble, because everyone here may be his financier and help him run for the position he wants, but he may also choose to help others. Man, everyone here may look like a hick, but it doesn't mean they are really Hicks. In another place, what you see is the business elite and big guys. Good, you laugh this time But more, hold on. "

Gao Yang raised the wine bottle and took a sip. At this time, Rick, the eldest son of the owner Murray, waved to him and said loudly, "Gao, do you want a rib."

As the loser of the bet, Murray was barbecue, while his son Rick was the winner. He watched his father barbecue for him. He didn't mean to work for his father at all. On the contrary, he also asked Gao Yang to enjoy the services provided by his father for them.

Gao Yang waved his hand, and Morgan whispered, "Rick once served in the Army Rangers for five years. Now he is the CEO of Murray company. He is young and promising. He is a powerful man. He is better than his father. It doesn't hurt to keep friendship with him."

After whispering, Morgan patted Gao Yang on the shoulder and turned to leave. Gao Yang came to Rick, took a plate Rick handed him, and smiled at Murray who was roasting: "Mr. Perry, it's a pleasure to taste your craft."

Murray curled his lips, but Rick said with a smile: "who let him lose? He initiated the gambling. Gao, come to a rib. My father's rib is not often eaten. In fact, he rarely loses his gambling appointment."

Gao Yang put down his beer, picked up the shelf, put a steak on the plate and said with a smile, "we began to enjoy the victory."

Rick laughed and then said to Gao Yang, "man, you overturned my impression of the Chinese. Your shooting is the best I've ever seen."

The word Huaxia is very impolite, but Gao Yang didn't take it to heart, because from the context and Rick's tone, Rick just recklessly chose an inappropriate word to express his closeness with Gao Yang.

Gao Yang shrugged and said with a smile, "frankly, I'm surprised by the entertainment of red neck. In fact, I'm ugly because of your entertainment."

Rick laughed, pounded his high shoulder and said with a laugh, "I heard that your reaction is very fast, man, have you ever been a soldier?"

Gao Yang shook his head and said, "I haven't served for my country. I fight for myself, eh, PMC."

Rick nodded and said with a smile, "yes, solar system international defense company, man, we have to deal with more in the future. Do I want to know if your company provides security services?"