Chapter 1304

Feng Yan can only angrily look at the seventh day of the summer, eyes full of deterrence.

The seventh day of the summer coldly looked at him, then withdrew his eyes and asked Feng Xun in a low voice: "when the result comes out, will everything be over?"

Feng Xun nodded slightly and replied with a smile: "yes, when the result comes out, he has only two ways. The first is to accept it, the second is not to accept it, and then he will sue the court. But if he chooses the second way, he will be charged with kidnapping by me, and the French police will also sue him!"

Early summer seven nod, if Feng Yan really not willing to accept the final result, choose to go to court, finally waiting for him will only be a long prison disaster!

Unless Feng Yan is really out of his mind, he will not choose the second way!

"No wonder he was so angry when he called the Manor On the seventh day of the summer, he began to smile, and his nerves relaxed. Leaning on the comfortable leather chair, he looked at the professional who was still doing handwriting identification seriously, and said, "we'll wait for the identification results slowly!"

Feng Xun nodded slightly and said to the seven soft voices at the beginning of summer, "little girl, it's hard for you today. Would you like something to drink?"

"No, I'm not thirsty yet..." the seventh day of summer shook his head and replied with a smile.

"Let the pickup go to the restaurant downstairs and bring some snacks and fruits to pass the time." Speaking of this, Feng Xun told the housekeeper pika, "pika, go to the restaurant downstairs and get some snacks and fresh fruits suitable for pregnant women!"

"Yes Pika, the housekeeper, answered respectfully and left the room quietly.

Before long, he came up with a lot of food, including snacks and all kinds of fruits, which were neatly arranged in a row in front of the seventh day of the summer.

Feng Xun stretched out his hand to peel an orange for the seventh day of the summer. He asked with concern, "is it sweet? Or a little sour? "

"I'd like something sour recently. It tastes just right!" The seventh day of summer, biting the orange handed by Feng Xun, said with a smile.

Rosen and others were so bored that they took an apple and ate it.

Feng Yan stares at Feng Xun and the seventh day of the summer. At this time, he still wants to eat fruit in front of him to show his love. He doesn't seem to worry about the result of handwriting identification at all. He holds his hands tightly and makes a rattling sound.

From time to time, he stood up in front of the French window, looking at the headquarters park below, and his eyes flashed a look of resentment.

Such a large company group is the most important industry of their family. It should have been inherited by him. However, the old man gave it to Feng Xun in favor of him. He only has such scattered shares and other real estate.

Compared with the arms heavy industry group, which earns hundreds of millions of yuan every year, what he has is just a drop in the bucket. How can he compare with his family's rich Fengxun?

Why can Feng Xun be more beautiful than him, stay in this lucrative arms group, and go out to echo all kinds of calls, while he even has to please that hateful ex-wife and ex-father-in-law?

The more Feng Yan thinks about it, the more unwilling he is. Looking at Feng Xun and the seventh day of the summer in front of him, he becomes more and more dazzling. Finally, he can't help but coldly urge several professionals who are still in handwriting identification: "how long do you want to identify? I tell you, you'd better not play any tricks, or I'll be rude to you! "

Those professionals said "yes" in a hurry. Seeing this on the seventh day of the summer, they picked up a tissue and wiped their hands. They raised their head and sneered at Feng Yan and said, "Feng Yan, can't you sit down now? You threaten them like this, I suspect you have bad intentions, want to influence the final result, let the result be beneficial to you! "

Feng Yan sneered, a hand on the conference table, coldly looking at the seventh day of the summer, said: "how, do you still want to go to the court to sue me?"

"I don't mind going to the court to sue you if you influence the result of the appraisal." The seventh day of summer answered coldly.

"On the seventh day of the summer, I advise you not to be so arrogant -" Feng Yan stares at her and warns her with a sneer: "if you are not afraid to make a fish die, I will definitely accompany you to the end!"

The seventh day of the summer was also annoyed by his words. He shrugged his shoulders and raised his chin and said, "let's wait and see who collapsed first."

She said here, pause, meaning to add: "Feng Yan, I'm afraid your spirit is a little fragile, be careful of your schizophrenic attack!"

"You --" Feng Yan is very angry by her provocation. As soon as he wants to raise his hand and wave it, Feng Xun's cold eye swings over. At this time, a Ken, who is next to him, presses Feng Yan's shoulder and reminds him in a low voice: "Yan Shao, calm down. At this time, there must be no physical conflict, otherwise it will be worse for us!"

A Ken gives a good advice. Feng Yan just lets go, but his eyes are like a blade. He stabs at the seventh day of the summer. He only hates that he was kind-hearted and didn't kill Feng Xun's wife directly. Now he won't make such a passive situation!

As time went by, on the seventh day of the summer, he had eaten a lot of fruit and his stomach was full. Meanwhile, Rosen got up and went to the bathroom.

At the beginning of the summer, the seventh class soon dozed off, but Feng Yan's nerves didn't dare to relax at all, until several handwriting experts finally said: "the comparison results come out!"

At the beginning of summer, Qi Yi wakes up from his sleepiness. Feng Yan also stands up immediately. Instead of getting up, Feng Xun sits quietly with Xia Qi, as if he had already known the result.

Rosen picked his eyebrows and slowly stood up. He said to several experts with a smile: "finally, it's out. Today, in front of everyone, you might as well announce it to us all!"

One of the leading experts nodded, picked up the final result, and slowly said to everyone, "we have three documents here, one is the final signature of the equity transfer letter provided by Mr. Feng Yan, and the other is the handwriting written by Feng Xun's wife on the seventh day of the summer, There is also a signature written by Mrs. Feng on the spot... Finally, after comprehensive comparison of all of us, the result is that the signature provided by Mr. Feng Yan is not written by himself on the seventh day of the summer! "

Feng Yan's brain explodes, and his face turns pale. His subordinate, a Ken, is not very good. He points to the fingerprints behind the signature on the contract and says: "the signature is not consistent, isn't there any fingerprints?"

"I'm sorry, fingerprint is not our responsibility, but if several people go to court, the court will provide professional fingerprint verification experts to help verify!" Several handwriting identification professionals answered meticulously.