Chapter 112

Xiao Yang was stunned. Why did he suddenly ask this?

A few seconds later, he suddenly reacted. Yan bureau must know that his second uncle is a fortune teller, so he wanted to test his firmness. Baidu search literature network, more good free reading.

After thinking about it, he quickly stood at attention, raised his head, looked straight ahead, and saluted in a very standard manner.

"Report to the director! I don't believe it! Since the founding of the people's Republic of China, it is strictly prohibited to spread any feudal superstition!"

Yan Zhengwei kept a secret and smiled: "well, you go down."

When the door of the office was closed again, Yan Zhengwei looked down at the information in his hand.

That's nothing else. It's su who also put forward a brief description of the procedures for receiving the heritage on behalf of the heritage notary office.

Yan Zhengwei saw that the attribute of this estate is a confidential estate. The testator Su chenshuo should only inform that person of the existence of this estate, not su ye, who is only 19 years old.

Besides, in the eyes of others, these materials are no problem. Baidu search literature network, more good free reading.

But Yan Zhengwei knew that the man died unexpectedly that year and didn't have the opportunity to leave any power of attorney and other formalities required for collecting the estate on behalf of him.

Today's Su also knows the existence of secret heritage and can imitate the man's handwriting to the extent that professional instruments can't detect it. There is only one possibility.

She, that's the man!

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At seven o'clock in the evening.

Rong Qishan booked a box in the Royal Club and waited for Zhai Siqiao to arrive.

Maybe there was a traffic jam on the road. It was the appointed time, but Zhai Siqiao didn't appear.

Rong Qishan is not idle. After calculating the cost of inviting experts for Zhai Siqiao recently, he decides to have a good talk with him when Zhai Siqiao comes.

If you have done so much for their Zhai family, you can't do it according to the original price. Why should you raise it a little more.

Ten minutes later, the waiter came in and continued his tea. Zhai Siqiao still didn't appear.

Rong Qishan was uneasy. He called Zhai Siqiao, but no one answered.

Then he hit another one, and the result was the same.

He gradually began to be anxious, lit a cigarette, stood by the window, dialed Hu Xiuli's phone and asked her to contact Xiao Jinlan to ask what was going on.

Hung up the phone and paced back and forth in the box.

Hu Xiuli called back when she was about to finish smoking a cigarette.

Seeing the news at last, Rong Qishan answered the phone with joy.

Before she could speak, Hu Xiuli's anxious voice came from the other end.

"Husband! It's bad! Zhai Siqiao... Fainted again!"

"What?" Rong Qishan paused: "didn't Professor Feng prescribe the medicine? Didn't he take the medicine on time?"

Hu Xiuli sighed: "it's really bad luck. There was a mess on the phone and hung up without saying two words. Jin Lan was very unhappy. She said that there was still convulsion after fainting this time, which is worse than before. Can your father find a professor? Don't blame us for anything..."

How did this happen?!

Rong Qishan was in a hurry when he heard the speech and sat down on the sofa. He couldn't hear what Hu Xiuli said behind him

At this time, the Zhai family, as Hu Xiuli said, had become a pot of porridge.

120 hasn't arrived yet, and the private doctor at home can only do simple treatment for Zhai Siqiao.

Xiao Jinlan looked at her husband who kept twitching. He couldn't be moved at will. He couldn't let the driver take him directly to the hospital.

Although Xiao Jinlan is powerful, he has deep feelings with Zhai Siqiao.

Just then the door was pushed open.

Xiao Jinlan suddenly turned back. It was not the doctor, but her son who hurried back from outside. In his hand, it was the first-aid medicine Su ye had given him before