Lawyer Fang faced the looks from all directions and still walked slowly and slowly. This behavior was somewhat inconsistent with his ordinary appearance.
Song Qingxiang's mood is a bit complicated now. On the one hand, he is looking forward to the document in Lawyer Fang's hand being made public, and hopes that he will leave faster, and faster, but on the other hand...
At the beginning, he did not know that his wife had made a will without telling him, and she had not revealed a word of it during her lifetime. This challenged his authority as the head of the family, but the will had been made, and these
It wasn't like he hadn't thought about getting some information from Lawyer Fang in 2008, but this person was unexpectedly unreliable.
Fang Qihe walked to the stage calmly, nodded slightly towards Song Shushu, and did not even look at Song Qingxiang.
Song Qingxiang was so angry that he turned away, thinking about not looking at him again, but his eyes couldn't help but turn to the documents in his arms.
The folder is not thick, but a few thin sheets contain more than ten years of secrets.
"Good evening everyone, I am Ms. Ji Wan's attorney during her lifetime, Fang Qihe. The will in my hand was notarized by the relevant departments two years before my client's death, and the entire process was recorded. Of course, today
I also invited the notaries here. If you have any questions later, you can ask them to come over and testify."
The expressions on the faces of the Song family members present were not very good. This was almost pointed at their faces. Anyone who was said like this would not be happy.
Song Shushu curled his lips, Uncle Fang was still so good at stabbing soft knives, but as long as he didn't look at her like this, she was quite happy to watch the scene.
Fang Qihe glanced at her raised lips. The most stern elder in the past rarely said anything this time.
He just said slowly in his gentle yet firm tone: "According to Ms. Ji Wan's last wish, the 3% of the shares of the Song Group she held will be transferred to Ms. Song Shushu on her 23rd birthday.
Miss Song holds it, and the remaining profits from other places are converted into shares of the Song family and transferred to Miss Song's name, totaling 6%."
"Six percent?!"
"I'll go! Six percent!"
"Tsk tsk tsk."
As soon as he finished speaking, the quiet crowd seemed to explode, and such shocked sounds came from all directions.
Lawyer Fang faced looks from all directions and still walked slowly and slowly. This behavior was somewhat inconsistent with his ordinary appearance.
Song Qingxiang's mood is a bit complicated now. On the one hand, he is looking forward to the document in Lawyer Fang's hand being made public, and hopes that he will leave faster, and faster, but on the other hand...
At the beginning, he did not know that his wife had made a will without telling him, and she had not revealed a word of it during her lifetime. This challenged his authority as the head of the family, but the will had already been made.
It's not like he didn't think about getting some information from Lawyer Fang in 2008, but this person was unexpectedly unreliable.
Fang Qihe walked to the stage calmly, nodded slightly towards Song Shushu, and didn't even look at Song Qingxiang.
Song Qingxiang was so angry that he turned away, thinking about not looking at him again, but his eyes couldn't help but turn to the documents in his arms.
The folder is not thick, but a few thin sheets contain more than ten years of secrets.
"Good evening everyone, I am Ms. Ji Wan's attorney during her lifetime, Fang Qihe. The will in my hand was notarized by the relevant departments two years before my client's death, and the entire process was recorded. Of course, today
I also invited the notaries here. If you have any questions later, you can ask them to come over and testify."
The expressions on the faces of the Song family members present were not very good. This was almost pointed at their faces. Anyone who was said like this would not be happy.
Song Shushu curled his lips, Uncle Fang was still so good at stabbing soft knives, but as long as he didn't look at her like this, she was quite happy to watch the scene.
Fang Qihe glanced at her raised lips. The most stern elder in the past rarely said anything this time.
He just said slowly in his gentle yet firm tone: "According to Ms. Ji Wan's last wish, the 3% of the shares of the Song Group she held will be transferred to Ms. Song Shushu on her 23rd birthday.
Miss Song holds it, and the remaining profits from other places are converted into shares of the Song family and transferred to Miss Song's name, totaling 6%."
"Six percent?!"
"I'll go! Six percent!"
"Tsk tsk tsk."
As soon as he finished speaking, the quiet crowd seemed to explode, and all kinds of shocked sounds came from all directions.
Everyone had different thoughts, and their eyes flickered back and forth between the several people on the stage.
"Impossible, this is impossible!"
Song Qingxiang's eyes were fixed on the thin piece of paper, as if it was a murderous weapon that could kill him. But it was indeed very dangerous.
Song Shushu lowered his eyes and looked unclear, but compared to the emotional Song Qingxiang next to him, he was the most stable person. Just looking at her performance, it was difficult not to suspect that she knew the contents of this document in advance.
Six percent of the shares may not sound like much at first glance, but when compared to the size of a large listed group, it is a very terrifying weight.
The direct members of the Song family only have 3% of the basic shares each. Even Song Qingxiang, as the chairman and controlling shareholder, actually only holds about 40% of the shares, which is not considered scattered.
shareholders, large and small.
It can be said that as long as Song Shushu had the idea of ousting him, he only needed to win over a few directors to do it easily.
What made him even more frightened was that his ex-wife had unknowingly owned 3% of the shares and could even use other properties to invest in the Song family.
Is this still the ex-wife in his impression who only knows how to make heaven and earth?
After giving him some shock from a long time ago, Fang Qihe happily handed the document in his hand to Song Shushu's hand.
This hot document has been in his hands for more than ten years. Today, he finally threw the hot coals away. His mood was not ordinary, and the eyes he looked at Song Qingxiang were not so hostile.
Already.
It’s a joke, who would like a work partner who makes their work more difficult? Even if the other person doesn’t know about it.
Song Shushu took the document and handed him a small cake that was placed outside. This was prepared separately by her. Although it was a little smaller than the cake that was just used to support the countertop, the taste was not half bad.
"Happy birthday, Xiao Shu."
Fang Qihe happily took the cake and reached out to pat her thin shoulder.
At this time, everyone on stage and off stage finally reacted.
Jiang Chunxue almost gritted her silver teeth while standing in the audience. Song Qingxiang seemed to be focused on the banquet today. He completely forgot about giving her face in front of others. He almost spent the entire banquet with his wife.
With Song Shushu walking around in the field.
Originally she thought it was nothing, since the grasshoppers after autumn wouldn't be able to jump for long anyway. Even this time, she was considerate enough not to stand on the stage and stab Song Shushu again as a stepmother.
She really regretted it. If she had known that the contract stated 6% of the shares instead of the 1% or 2% as previously guessed, most of the property belonging to her daughter would have been divided up.
, even whether Xiao Shi can keep his original share will be decided by Song Shushu’s expression.
The mother and daughter, who have been proud for half their lives, are determined not to bear this grievance, but this is not the time to make trouble, and they still have to talk about their own affairs behind closed doors.
She was worried here, but the old lady Qian on the other side was not so calm. The crutch in her hand poked the ground with a beep.
The junior next to her pretended to stop her and then followed her step to the front of the stage with no trace of age.
Song Qingxiang's face was still not very good at the moment, but he could still bear it. Of course, he had to bear it hard. He couldn't be having a birthday party happily one second, and then because of hearing about his biological daughter the next second.
After holding the shares, he turned his back.
So after seeing the same unkind expression on the old mother's face, I felt more sympathetic and winked at her seriously.
Song Shushu stood at an excellent viewing angle. The contract that they valued so much was rolled up casually in her hands and she tapped it gently on her arm.
On the other end, I don’t know what the cheap daddy said to her infinitely partial grandma. In short, the look the old lady gave her before turning around and leaving clearly said: Settlement of accounts after the fall. A few big characters.
Song Shushu responded with an "innocent" smile. Qian Fangyin became even more angry when she saw this, and her pace quickened a little. However, the little boy next to her stared at Song Shushu with a malicious look for a long time, thinking that he had concealed it well.
She stood in the corridor on the second floor with a glass of wine, leaning against the railing and looking at the feasting and feasting in the hall downstairs.
She saw Ying Hao, who was dressed like a dog, holding Jiang Chunxue's wrist and saying something excitedly. She also saw some uncles who had not been in contact with her for a long time, smiling with great enthusiasm and walking around Qian Fangyin.
I even saw Song Qingxiang hiding in a corner contacting shareholders.
The weapons her mother left for her are really useful, so useful that she can defeat ten enemies with one force.
Everyone is no longer paying attention to how the subsequent banquet will continue. Everyone is focused on the division of the shares. As we all know, the head of the Song family only has two daughters, and they are both born to serious wives.
, the identity and the formality are all in the past.
In the past, in the eyes of those who wanted to get married, the difference was just that one was favored and the other was not favored, but now that this incident has happened, the balance has been completely messed up.
A charming young lady who is only favored but has no assets at all, and a young lady who has a lot of shares in her hands and looks more prudent. People with discerning eyes have their own calculations at this moment.