My Professor Shen

There was pride in Wang Guiyun's eyes, and when he heard the visitor's rebuttal, he glanced at him with disdain, "Who are you? What an embarrassment!"

Shen Li originally wanted to make up for Shen Ming's childhood misfortune, pampered and doted on him, and brought him to many business occasions. It stands to reason that everyone present should know each other.

It's a pity that the sunny and cheerful boy turned into a gloomy disabled person. Shen Ming sat on a chair with his lower body tightly covered.

Shen Yuan stared blankly, and subconsciously called out, "Young Master."

There was a burst of whispering from below, everyone was discussing Shen Ming's life experience.

"It turned out to be him. The change is so great that I almost didn't recognize him."

"Whatever his business..."

"It's just an illegitimate child who can't stand on the stage."

Shen Ming's ears moved slightly, and a stern look flashed in his eyes.

Shen Yuan came back to his senses, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he said, "Shen Ming, what are you doing here, you are not welcome here."

Compared with Shen Li's belated fatherly love, Shen Yuan was the one who accompanied him the longest. He personally picked him up, prepared dinner dresses, told him what to pay attention to, and taught him dining etiquette.

It's just that in such a solemn occasion, the warmth is insignificant, or not worth mentioning.

Shen Ming looked at the middle-aged man next to the mourning hall, his face showed confusion, but soon disappeared, "I'm here to attend my elder's funeral, what's the problem?

There was a sigh of relief in the arena, no one thought that Shen Ming's face was so thick, everyone knew about the farce of the Shen family, but he was taken in and raised by his side for a few years, and he really regarded himself as the noble son of the aristocratic family .

The contractor who was slumped on the ground was helped up by his companion, touched the tears on his face, and asked anxiously, "What's your answer?"

"I can promise to pay you the balance right now." Shen Ming curled his lips, turning a deaf ear to other people's ridicule.

Unexpectedly, it would be so easy to ask for money this time. The accompanying migrant workers blushed with excitement and asked, "Are you telling the truth?"

Shen Ming nodded with a smile. Contractors are not as honest and simple as they are. He has seen too many comforting methods of these big bosses. "What do you promise me?"

Xue Yang sneered, "Who doesn't know how to write a bad check."

Wang Guiyun said in a low voice, "Little baby, this is not a place for you to mess around. What right do you have to say that?"

"Small...Shen Ming, if you don't leave, I'll be the security guard." After all, he was the person he had been with for several years, and Shen Yuan couldn't bear the fact that he was mobbed and attacked.

Before he could explain, the migrant worker waved his fist, "You lied to us?"

"Could it be that you really place your hopes on such an ignorant little doll." Wang Guiyun smiled heartily.

On the portrait, he was full of vigor and vigor, with disdainful eyes, and the banner with white characters and black background was still hanging high.

The migrant workers are not well-educated, and their emotions are easily incited. They brandished daggers and wanted to rush out of the crowd, while the security guards held electric batons and pressed forward step by step.

"Let go of me! Those who owe money these years are indeed uncles!" The contractor was furious, and the migrant worker took the opportunity to take out a small firecracker from his arms and lit it on the ground.

The small firecrackers just happened to be thrown at Shen Ming's feet, and with the sound of crackling firecrackers, Ah Wen covered Shen Ming's ears and led him back in a hurry.

It was just a string of firecrackers, and Jiang Ling's reaction was so extreme, Jiang Ling saw that Shen Ming's eyes were dull for a moment, and his face was pale.

The cramped and cramped room was filled with cursing and scolding, the sound of the coach's instruction, the sound of the long whip breaking through the air, and the loud noise to prevent him from sleeping and being lazy, all intertwined in his ears.

"What are you doing standing there?" There were veins on Shen Yuan's forehead.

"Master? Master?" Ah Wen called out warmly.

Shen Ming's Adam's apple moved slightly, and after a long time, his eyes regained their brilliance.

Xue Yang raised his wrist to check the time. Thinking of the afternoon schedule, he said impatiently, "The dead are the most important. Today shouldn't be the time to discuss other things."

Another group of security guards poured in, their fists were hard to beat, and the contractor hugged Shen Li's coffin board and did not let go, "If you don't give me an explanation today, I won't go anywhere!"

Shen Ming stared at the "haggard" Jiang Ling in the corner, and said with a half-smile, "Don't worry, uncles, I don't know if this thing is qualified for me to make a decision."

Wang Guiyun, who was closest to him, felt quite unlucky, walked forward a few steps with the corners of his mouth pursed, and took the file bag indifferently.

All eyes focused on Wang Guiyun's hand, everyone was curious about what strong proof Shen Ming could produce.

"Share transfer agreement." Wang Guiyun put away the foolishness on his face as he read it, "Party A, Guangheng Investment..."

According to the announcement of the group's shareholder shares, Chairman Shen Li holds 41% of the shares. The second largest shareholder is Guangheng Investment, which has gained fame in recent years, accounting for as much as 16%. Shen Qingchuan inherited 10% of Suliman's shares. Small shareholders like Xue Yang and Wang Guiyun only hold 16% of the shares.

It is a common practice for investors to use institutional accounts to purchase to hide the real actual controller.

After he finished reading, the audience was silent.

Shen Ming quietly admired the astonishment on the face of the person in front of him, and said with a smile: "Wang Dong, will my words work now?"

Wang Guiyun stiffened his neck, and snorted coldly: "Even so, you are still a counterfeit. Shen Qingchuan hasn't come yet, so what you say doesn't count."

As the only daughter, Shen Qingchuan will inherit all the shares of Shen Li, and she will become the controlling shareholder at that time.

Ah Wen put his heart into his throat, he was ready for Shen Ming to go crazy, but unexpectedly he uttered a few words without changing his expression, "Oh, you said sister."

"It's not you anyway." Someone beside me whispered.

Arwen rolled up his sleeves, and the cuffs had a faint metallic flicker.

"But, my sister is dead." Shen Mingyan said with a smile, propping his chin with one hand, looking at Jiang Ling with provocative eyes, "So everyone hasn't received the news yet."

Jiang Ling gritted her teeth, took a deep breath and exhaled foul air, fearing that she could not restrain herself and spoil the plan.

There was an uproar, and many people were asking Jiang Ling and Shen Yuan for confirmation.

No matter how curious others were, Jiang Ling remained silent, her expression dark and repulsive.

Shen Yuan sighed, and said with great pain: "I will inform everyone in another day."

Attitude says it all.

Xue Yang quickly reacted, "You only have 16% of the shares, so you still need to hold a general meeting of shareholders. You are not qualified to directly make decisions."

Seeing his clarity, Wang Guiyun echoed, "Yes, yes, you little doll should read more."

Shen Ming was flying with one hand, his fingertips brushed over the coldly glowing blade, and he said softly, "Lawyer Wu."

Lawyer Wu, who was acting as the background wall by his side, took a step forward, and said in a straight voice: "According to the inheritance law of our country, the first order of inheritance is spouse, children, and parents, and the second order is siblings, grandparents, and maternal grandparents." .”

Jiang Ling said coldly: "What does this have to do with you?"

Hearing that she was finally willing to talk, Shen Ming's eyes flashed with bloodthirsty excitement, "Since I'm here, I won't leave empty-handed."

Lawyer Wu pulled out the folder under his arm and raised it: "This is a family identification report, which can prove that Mr. Shen Li and Mr. Shen Ming are uncles and nephews."

"It has been notarized." Shen Ming added, "Today I am not only representing myself, but also my old father who is dying of illness."

A brother from Shen Li descended from the sky. If he could hear him in heaven, he would be so angry that he vomited blood for three liters.

A person's death will be ruined, and the secrets belonging to the grandparents made the people present couldn't help exclaiming.

It turned out that the person who really had an illegitimate child was not Shen Li, but Shen Li's father.

Jiang Ling clenched her fists tightly and her nails sank into her flesh. It was only at this moment that she fully understood what Shen Ming was playing.

Logically speaking, even if Shen Li died unnaturally, he would draw up a will in advance, so Shen Qingchuan would be the sole heir, so what if something happened to both of them?

Cousins ​​naturally have no inheritance rights, and Shen Ming's father, who is the second in line of succession, will have all the inheritance rights.

This well-thought-out plan was planned for at least several years before it was implemented. Jiang Ling smiled, and praised in a strange way: "The wishful thinking is really good, it's really a good trick."

Shen Ming felt rather elated, and said in a loud voice: "Thank you, thank you."

"Bang!" Ah Wen accidentally knocked on the bone of his calf, and let out a low cry of pain.

Shen Ming glanced at him, recalling the way Ah Wen was protecting him just now, the harsh words on his lips changed, "Be careful."

Awen lowered his eyes absently, and hummed lightly.

Jiang Ling turned her head and looked disgusted, as if looking at it too much would dirty her eyes.

Shen Ming snorted through his nose, and said displeasedly: "I've heard about the marriage between the two families a long time ago, I don't know if it's still happening now."

"Of course it counts." A reply came from outside the door.

The half-hidden door was slowly opened, the sun poured down on the ground, the sky was high and the clouds were wide, the flowers were full of flowers and full of vitality.

There was a sound of orderly footsteps, and two rows of black-clothed bodyguards lined up. Shen Qingchuan, wearing sunglasses, stood at the door against the light, with awe-inspiring aura.

"What are you doing? Back from the dead?"

"Create rumors, and you will believe whatever Shen Ming says."

Shen Ming's body was stiff, a trace of panic flashed in his eyes, and a trace of joy that couldn't be ignored unexpectedly surged in his heart.

impossible!This is absolutely impossible!I obviously went to the Jiang family mourning hall to investigate personally, and the corpse was turning blue, how could it be possible to appear alive in front of my eyes.

"Impossible!" He shook his head, gritted his teeth and said, "You...you lied to me."

Shen Qingchuan took off his sunglasses, revealing those cold eyes, "You don't give in too much, my dear cousin."

The sound of hurried footsteps approached slowly, and the ashes on the floor trembled.

A group of special policemen rushed in with shields and riot helmets on their heads, and surrounded Shen Ming in an instant.

"Received a report that someone in the funeral home in the north of the city is illegally possessing firearms."

There was an instant commotion and discussions in the venue, and the special police organized them to evacuate quickly.

Shen Ming's lips turned pale, and he argued: "I don't have one, don't arrest the wrong person."

"Hold your head with both hands!" The leading special police officer held a gun, and the black muzzle of the gun was pointed directly at Shen Ming's forehead.

Shen Ming was unable to move, so he could only follow the instructions, "I really don't have one, so if you don't believe me, search for it."

Who would be so stupid to carry a gun into the city.

With a muffled sound and the sound of a heavy object falling to the ground, a Glock 37 gun fell out of Awen's cuff. The gun body was completely black and lay on the ground shiningly.

"Ah Wen!" Shen Ming's eyes were tearing apart.

Ah Wen knelt on the ground with a thud, and the two were fighting.

"It's not mine, it's... the young master's..." Arwen argued.

Shen Ming glared at him unwillingly, "Why do you say it's mine?"

"The gun is custom-made, with the young master's name on it." A Wen did not dare to look at Shen Ming's disheartened eyes, and explained on his own.