The most important thing is his position as the president of the Jingwu Association and his own family property.
After both of them sat down, Yang Lin struggled to sit up and leaned against the head of the bed.
He said slowly: "Now that you are here, I have two things to discuss with you."
Zhou Bin hurriedly said, "Uncle Yang, if you have anything to say, just tell me."
Yang Lin looked at Zhou Bin and said, "Zhou Bin, I'm afraid there's no cure for my illness. What I'm most worried about now is the position of president. I plan to let you be the president. What do you think?"
Zhou Bin was shocked after hearing this: "Uncle Yang, this is not possible. There are so many powerful uncles here, they should do it! Even if they can't do it, Zhao Xiong should do it."
Yang Lin looked at Zhao Xiong with an inquiring look. Zhao Xiong did not hide anything and told him that he had already told Zhou Bin about their relationship.
Yang Lin nodded: "Oh, since Zhou Bin already knows, then I don't need to say anything more. After looking around, I think you are the only one who is suitable at the moment. Others are not suitable at all."
Then Yang Lin explained his reasons: "Why do I want you to be the president? Because you are a hidden talent, and your Kung Fu is amazing. Even I am afraid I can't be your opponent. Tell me the truth, are you the disciple of Master Haideng?"
Zhou Bin saw that Yang Lin had already figured out where his skills came from, so he simply didn't hide it: "Yes, I am indeed Master Haideng's last disciple."
"No wonder, I see that your skills are really good. This is one reason, and also the reason why Zhao Xiong cannot be the president. Although he is usually very impressive, when he meets a real martial artist, he is no match at all." Yang Lin smiled.
Zhou Bin hastily declined: "Uncle Yang, I usually stay in the village and have no way to take care of these things."
Yang Lin shook his head: "Who asked you, the president, to take care of things personally? You just need to put it here, that's enough. As for Zhao Xiong, you can let him be the vice president and just take care of the daily affairs."
Zhao Xiong had also witnessed Zhou Bin's abilities with his own eyes, and he admired his skills from the bottom of his heart, so he was fully convinced to let Zhou Bin be the president.
Zhou Bin refused again and again. He knew he was not qualified at all. But Yang Lin insisted, so they had to put the matter aside for the time being.
Then came the second thing. Yang Lin said, "My assets are now worth 30 billion, which is indeed a lot of money. But I can't take it with me when I die, so I want to donate most of my assets and leave the rest to Zhao Xiong. It can be regarded as a father-son relationship for him, so he can have someone to rely on."
Zhou Bin nodded and said, "Uncle Yang, how do you plan to distribute these properties?"
Yang Lin looked at Zhao Xiong and said, "Zhao Xiong, Dad plans to leave 2 billion yuan for you and donate the rest of the money. You won't think it's too little, right?"
Zhao Xiong's eyes were red, and he couldn't help but say, "Dad, it's not less, not less at all!"
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