It Was You novel Chapter 887

"Even if Old Master Shen made a will before he died, so what?" With anger all over his face, Quinton stared at Hancock discontentedly, "Old Master Shen has just passed away, and his bones are not cold. Are you so eager to occupy the property of the Shen family?"

Hancock sneered, "I don't like what you said. How much loss will the company suffer with such a mess left behind by father? That's the painstaking efforts of several generations of our Shen family. Do you just stand by and watch it disappear? Besides, I don't know what the will is. Why did you say that I am to occupy the family property? "

Hearing that, Quinton was choked. Blue veins stood out on his forehead. "You! You are so unreasonable! "

"Am I being unreasonable?" Hancock cast a cold glance at Quinton and said, "I'm just thinking about the company's future. You never ask about the company's affairs. Don't you know that the company is in a mess now? I have made myself clear. Now the lawyer is outside. We should make the will of Old Master Shen public! "

With his eyes as wide as bells, Quinton's anger rushed over his head in an instant, but he couldn't find any words to refute. He had never asked about the company's affairs or known about the company's situation. Even so, it didn't mean that he could accept the conspiracy and plot of Hancock.

Clenching his fists tightly, Quinton managed to hold back his anger.

Lenny raised his hand and pressed his shoulder. He said in a hoarse voice, "Dad, Uncle is right. Grandpa passed away all of a sudden, and everyone in the company is jittery. It's true that someone needs to take charge of the overall situation. Since Grandpa left a will before he died, it should be done according to Grandpa's will."

"Bastard!" "Even you speak for him? Your grandfather has loved you for so many years in vain! "

A slap landed on Lenny's face, leaving clear fingerprints. He stood there like a clay sculpture, lowering his eyes and saying nothing.

Hancock, on the other hand, couldn't help but make sarcastic remarks. He put on a false smile and said, "Brother, after all, Lenny is your own son. How could you hurt him so hard?"

"I don't need you to say anything to discipline my son!"

Hancock sneered and waved his hand, "It's true that it's not my business. I just feel sorry for Lenny. But anyway, this will must be made public today. Guards, call the lawyer in."

Hancock seemed to have regarded himself as the next master of Shen family. His every move was no longer as timid as before, as if his back which was bent over for over twenty years finally straightened up.

A few minutes later.

A young man in a black formal suit came in with a briefcase in his hand. In the briefcase, there was a will made by Old Master Shen when he was alive. A few pieces of paper determine the future of the Shen family and the Shen group.