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Chapter 487: A Group of Old Men


Chapter 487: A Group of Old Men Qingqing agreed in a daze, because if she didn't agree again, then she had to let the third heir, the second uncle, Zhao Tianyong, inherit it.

Again, this is another painful choice: either inherit and resign as vice-governor, or abandon the inheritance.

A similar egg pain also happened to Zhao Tianyuan, the fourth heir in line.

And at this juncture, if the second and third children of the Zhao family resign from their official positions, it will really be equivalent to looking for death.

This official skin is the last capital they rely on to resist their opponents, otherwise they can only be slaughtered by others.

Of course, as for the last heir in line to the throne, Zhao Zipei, it is purely a fill.

It is estimated that Zhao Tianheng is also worried that the family will be wiped out, so he can only give it to Zhao Zipei, but Zhao Zipei has the blood of the old Zhao family on his body, and this property has not fallen into the hands of outsiders.

Early the next morning, the important people of the Zhao family first gathered at home, including Xu Qi, who was waiting to divide half of the property.

As soon as they met, Zhao Ziyu looked at Xu Qi coldly, and then said to everyone: "I have already decided, and I have also discussed with my second uncle and sister, and I have decided to inherit the property to my sister." ” This sentence obviously exceeded everyone's expectations.

But the Zhao family has experienced too many shocking things in the past two days, but they didn't say anything.

Besides, everyone knows the relationship between the brothers and sisters.

As long as Zhao Ziyu is willing, even if he inherits it and then gives it to his sister, no one cares.

Xu Qi said coldly: "Even if you donate all of them to charity, I don't care, I only want the half that belongs to me."

"Okay, you go to the company headquarters together, Brother Sheng Zhao Pusheng is waiting there."

Zhao Tianyong arranged it and went out alone.

Handover this kind of thing, having Zhao Pusheng's old fox is enough to kill Xu Qi, and Zhao Tianyong must quickly run away, establish contact with the third Zhao Tianyuan, and find the middleman who inverted the military pistol first.

Xu Qi was not very relieved, so she still brought Lu Bo and Xu Changyu, the two mothers' family, to accompany her.

However, these two people were a little frightened, especially yesterday when Lao Li Tou'er pointed at his gun, which almost scared Xu Changyu out of his mind.

This kid knows what it means to scare people and what it means to be really fierce and not afraid of death.

Therefore, at this time, he also restrained his previous arrogance and followed behind Lu Bo resignedly.

The group drove straight to the headquarters of the Zhao Group.

This is a majestic and splendid building, showing the profound heritage and strong strength of the Zhao family.

As long as this building is still surnamed Zhao, then it means that the Zhao family is still standing.

Yi Jun accompanied Qingqing, and even Kang Pu and Bian Yanhong followed closely, ignoring Xu Qi and the others next to him.

Even on the elevator, the two parties were full of hostility and ignored each other, and the atmosphere was embarrassing to death.

Finally walked into the conference room designated by Zhao Pusheng, and saw that there were already several old men sitting inside, these are the so-called shareholders of the Zhao Group.

In reality, they are just a name.

Yi Jun, Zhao Ziyu, and Qingqing have already heard from their second uncle Zhao Tianyong that these old men are all old men of the Zhao family, and they have similar identities to old Li Tou'er.

Although some people are younger, they are also the personal personnel of the old man of the Zhao family in peacetime.

These people are either the righteous sons of the old man of the Zhao family, or the guards of the year, or the secretaries of the year, or the heirs of the old comrades-in-arms who were adopted back then.

The age is older than Zhao Tianheng, but they are all Zhao Tianheng's generation.

In the old days, these people were a group of loyal servants.

A family can have several such old figures, which can be regarded as having deep roots and strong heritage.

Whether it is Lao Li Touer or Zhao Pusheng, it fully shows this.

Xu Qi had seen most of them, and everyone gave her face at the beginning, after all, she was the daughter-in-law of the old man of the Zhao family at that time, and she was Zhao Tianheng's wife.

But now, this group of old men is as cold as ice, and no one takes care of this once respected woman, which makes Xu Qi feel extremely awkward.

Even if she greeted a few of them, the old men didn't even pay attention to them, and they didn't even roll their eyes.

If you are the Zhao family, we respect you.

If you are the enemy of the Zhao family, the ghost will bird you Xu Qi suddenly realized that all his honor came from the ethereal word "Zhao".

Without that word, she seems to be nothing.

On the contrary, a few old men gave Zhao Ziyu and Qingqing a lot of face.

What's even more bizarre is that they also gave Yi Jun great kindness.

Yi Jun suddenly realized that these old men knew the affairs of the Zhao family in great detail, including how many times he came to the aid of the Zhao family and saved the lives of important people of the Zhao family.

Otherwise, these old men wouldn't be so kind to themselves.

Of course, it can also be seen that although these guys may not be surnamed Zhao, they are also the core figures of the Zhao family.

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The middle position is vacant, which belongs to Zhao Tianheng.

And now, no one is qualified to sit on it and remove the future Qingqing.

Zhao Pusheng, as the executive president, sat in the second position, while the third position was also empty.

The remaining four old men sat in a row.

In the remaining positions, Zhao Ziyu and Qingqing sat on the left, and Xu Qi, Lu Bo and Xu Changyu sat on the right.

Strangely, Zhao Pusheng deliberately asked Yi Jun to sit in the third position.

Yi Jun felt that it was inappropriate, after all, he was very young and an outsider.

How do you know that Zhao Pusheng said: "Mr.

Yi, don't be polite, you are the benefactor and friend of the Zhao family, and you are a distinguished guest here." ” Yi Jun politely said: "You're welcome, Sheng Bo doesn't treat me as a guest."

Actually, Qingqing and I are like brothers and sisters, you just treat me as a junior of the Zhao family. ” Zhao Pusheng shook his head and said: "Not only for this, after all, you are also the holder of Brother Tianheng's note, and now you represent Brother Tianheng."

Please. ” Since he said that he was Zhao Tianheng's representative, Yi Jun couldn't be polite anymore.

After sitting down, according to Zhao Pusheng's meaning, he took out Zhao Tianheng's "will" again, and let the other four old men take turns to read it.

The four old men all confirmed that they were correct, and the result was returned to Yi Jun.

Xu Qi wanted to speak, but was glared at by Zhao Pusheng: "You wait first, we will deal with the affairs of the Zhao family first." ” At this time, Zhao Pusheng said to a few old men: "You have also read Brother Tianheng's handwriting, Qingqing is the second heir designated by him.

The second brother, Zhao Tianyong, called the phone just now and said that Ziyu would give up automatically and hand it over to Qingqing.

I've already explained what's at stake, do any of you have an opinion?"

"Consent" "Consent" "Consent" "Agree with Ziyu, you kid has ambition and backbone, old man, I used to underestimate you, I said a long time ago, the old Zhao family was born in the army, so you can't forget the root of the army" The old man who spoke last stretched out a thumbs up to Zhao Ziyu.

This is the driver and guard under the old man of the Zhao family back then, with the temperament of an old soldier.

"Okay, then settle on Qingqing, sit here and sit here for your father," Zhao Pusheng said, patting the chair in the middle

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