Feng Zhiyao nodded understandingly. When he made the call, he first asked about the situation at the company, and then said that there were some problems with the agreement and that a supplementary clause needed to be made. The main point was to clarify the rights and interests in the will and to list them separately. He also said that he didn't need to come, and that he could just send a lawyer over.
Feng Zhicheng wasn't worried and readily agreed, even asking Mr. Feng how he was doing that day over the phone.
After hanging up the phone, Feng Zhiyao looked at Lu Feng and said, "Even if the lawyer comes, he definitely won't agree to add those clauses."
“As long as it’s not your second brother who comes, everyone else is easy to handle. We’re not trying to harm him, but just in case,” Lu Feng explained.
Mr. Feng once painted a dog on a leash in his painting, and now he wants to put a leash around Feng Zhicheng's neck.
As the two were chatting, a servant handed them several newspapers, saying they were related to the Feng family. Lu Feng picked up a newspaper and flipped through it, his expression turning somewhat unpleasant.
The newspaper's headline read: "Feng Family Feud Erupts Again, Mysterious Mainland Figure Intervenes in Family Affairs."
Below was a side profile photo of Lu Feng, which looked like it was taken at a banquet. The lighting was dim, so outsiders might not recognize him, but those who knew him would immediately recognize him as Lu Feng.
The content is completely fabricated, claiming that Lu Feng interfered in the Feng family's affairs and took advantage of the situation, and the ending implies that Lu Feng is an internationally wanted criminal.
"Who wrote this?" Feng Zhiyao said with some dissatisfaction. "These reports all point the finger at you, and the implication is very uncomfortable."
Lu Feng knew perfectly well who did it. The major newspapers were all hinting at the wanted criminal's identity, which was undoubtedly a call to action against him. If he didn't leave soon, things might get out of hand.
"After we've settled things for today, I'm going back." Lu Feng put away the newspaper and said to Feng Zhiyao, "You need to learn to take care of yourself, and remember one thing: don't tell anyone about your father's situation, understand?"
"Why do you suddenly want to go back? Wouldn't it be better to stay a little longer?" Feng Zhiyao wanted to entertain Lu Feng.
"I have other things to do at the company, and the situation this year is quite complicated," Lu Feng declined.
Feng Zhiyao didn't say anything, but stayed for lunch. At the table, Feng Zhiyao told Lu Feng that Mr. Feng's condition was quite dangerous. He was in the final stages of life and could pass away at any time. He was only kept alive by machines and medication.
It's only because the Feng family is wealthy enough to afford it; an ordinary family would have already held a funeral.
Just after lunch, Feng Zhicheng's lawyer arrived. The three of them were dressed in suits and looked quite professional. The man in the lead was in his forties, with a square face, a crew cut, and an upright and honest appearance. He greeted Feng Zhiyao and Lu Feng.
“Let’s go to the meeting room then. It’s not a big deal this time, just to make a supplementary agreement. The contents have already been drafted.” Lu Feng picked up a folder from the side, stood up and walked inside.
After everyone was seated, Lu Feng asked the man, "What's your name?"
"Your surname is Liu. You can call me Attorney Liu. Are you Mr. Feng's lawyer?" Attorney Liu asked.
“I’m not a lawyer, this is my business card.” Lu Feng handed over his business card and said, “I have a lot of influence in Hong Kong, and I’m a good friend of Mr. Feng. Have you been following Feng Zhicheng all this time?”
The other party glanced at the business card but didn't dare to be negligent, and hurriedly said, "Yes, I've been working with Mr. Feng in Singapore for several years now."
"It seems he trusts you quite a bit. I wonder how much he pays you a year?" Lu Feng asked.
Attorney Liu sensed something was amiss, wondering why he kept being asked about her relationship with Feng Zhicheng. She said, "Let's get down to business. Let's take a look at this supplementary agreement together."
"No rush!" Lu Feng reached out and pressed down on the folder, asking, "I want to know about your income."
The other party glanced at Feng Zhiyao and smiled rather awkwardly, saying, "It's more than 20,000 Hong Kong dollars a month. Mr. Feng is quite good to us."
"Over twenty thousand? You call that money?" Lu Feng chuckled, took out a cigarette from his pocket, lit it, and placed it on the table. "I have a business deal I'd like to discuss with you. It's ten years' worth of your salary. Interested?"
Upon hearing this, Attorney Liu's eyes lit up, and he nodded humbly, saying, "Mr. Lu, please give me your guidance."
"Don't worry, I'll definitely give you some pointers. You need to understand one thing: you'll have food to eat if you follow the Feng family, not Feng Zhicheng." Lu Feng patted the folder and said, "See?"
Attorney Liu was taken aback. He realized there was a problem with the contract. He picked up the folder and looked through it. It had indeed supplemented the detailed clauses in the will and added the issue of ownership of these clauses, clarifying that these rights were gifts. However, some clauses clearly stated that they were conditional gifts.
Furthermore, the terms and conditions are presented in a rather disorganized manner, with various explanations and supplements that are quite confusing. In short, it is a conditional gift, but the conditions are vaguely stated, and the gift can be revoked at any time.
This supplementary clause completely distorted the entire agreement. After reading it, the remaining two remained silent and looked at Attorney Liu.
At this moment, Attorney Liu kept replaying Lu Feng's words in his mind. Obviously, this kind of problem needed to be reported to Feng Zhicheng. The problem was that Feng Zhicheng had entrusted them with handling this matter. As long as they stamped it and mixed it into the original agreement, Feng Zhicheng would probably not know.
“Um…” Attorney Liu hesitated.
Lu Feng understood what he was thinking, and quickly turned around to signal to Feng Zhiyao. Feng Zhiyao was also taken aback and looked behind him.
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