Please make money.

Aaliyah has some small memories, but not about Aunt An, but about Ai Rulong.

He seemed to be a really good father - just a little too early.

Well, whether it’s this world or the other…oh, it’s fine over there, so forget it.

Not only had the other party calculated everything for his daughter, he even knew the personalities of the family members.

If her family treats Alia well and her capable uncle gives her a chance, 35% of the shares will be within her grasp.

Even if you add Alia's 30%, that would be an absolute controlling stake of 65%, which is enough for him to do something big.

If the family doesn't treat Alia well, then it is obvious that the 100% controlling stake will be taken back.

Do company articles of association take precedence over inheritance law?

In extreme cases, yes - for example, in the current situation where all heirs, including shareholders, have signed the company's articles of association.

Even if this kind of case is brought to the Supreme Court, it can be won, and there is even a precedent for it.

The relevant provision, Article 75 of the Company Law, clearly states that "after the death of a natural person shareholder, his legal heirs can inherit the shareholder status, except where otherwise provided in the company's articles of association. If the legal heirs cannot inherit the shareholder status, they can inherit the property rights and interests by transferring the shares."

What was written in the company's articles of association?

Alia looked at Prime Minister Lei, who took out a document: "Page 85, Article , there are notes."

Several shareholders shook their heads: "I have no objection. If the young lady wants to take back the shares, I agree with her."

"Me too."

"I can."

"Do you have any documents? Sign them for me."

None of the eighteen shareholders hesitated or stopped at this moment, and they were all waiting for Prime Minister Lei to take out the documents for them to sign.

In their view, isn’t this a winning situation created by Prime Minister Lei?

It would be better to put it bluntly, even if there was no such charter, they would still support Alia.

Ai Rulong and Lu Wuxia left so many legacy in the past that the person whom Alia thought was a traitor was actually not present in the shareholders' meeting from the beginning.

All surrender is just pretense, and all betrayal is endured with humiliation.

They have one and only one goal, which is to wait for Alia to become an adult - until she is completely normal enough to take on all of this.

Now that time has come, not to mention with Ai Rulong's endorsement of his will, everything becomes the most natural thing.

Aunt Zhou took out a pen and even knocked on the table: "Hurry up and take it out! I can't wait!"

Their shares will be taken back, and Alia may or may not give them compensation, but this will not affect their respective control over the subsidiaries.

In other words, Ai Rulong had already given them the capital for their retirement, and the dividends from the equity were just an "agreed" gift.

I give dividends to you old friends, and your shares represent my votes at the shareholders' meeting.

After Ai Rulong disappeared, this agreement naturally became a support for Alia.

Otherwise, why is Alia like Iron Man, who has been here for so many years and Ai Rulong still has to give her lessons?

It is truly moving that this method of winning people's hearts can still be effective after so many years.

After a moment of silence, the old lady called someone and the other person seemed to be downstairs and came up quickly.

Aunt Zhou recognized the other person and raised her eyebrows: "Lawyer Huang?"

"Ah, Mr. Zhou - long time no see."

"...If possible, I don't want to see you at all, hum!"

Ailia looked at the guy curiously, and Mr. Feng next to her whispered to her who this person was.

The old lady's personal lawyer, a famous lawyer, who almost became the head of the legal department of the Ai Group.

The reason why it was almost like that was because Aunt Zhou had a little conflict with him at the beginning, and she kicked him out at the shareholders' meeting.

Compared to a senior executive, it was obvious that the old lady at that time wanted to win over a shareholder with voting rights, so she did not bring the other party into the Ai Group.

But he brought it again this time, probably to check for any omissions in the contract that Alia would sign to sell her body.

It’s a pity that Ai Rulong had already ended the battle many years ago. All this really has a sense of absurdity and black humor.

Even if Little Angel Ai foolishly signed the equity donation agreement at the beginning, the equity donation will not take effect after the will is made public today.

With such long-term considerations, does Ai Rulong know that something bad will happen to him sooner or later, or is he simply being cautious and making every effort to avoid any mistakes?

And it has a very strong educational meaning, Dad, not only for myself, but also for other people in the family.

If you do the right thing and the right thing, you will get the due or even excess rewards.

But if you do something wrong, you will have nothing and regret it...

As for whether throwing a tantrum is of any use - do you want to see who the executor is?

The old lady’s voice was slightly hoarse: “Look at this… Look carefully—look carefully!”

Lawyer Huang nodded and took the scattered papers. After reading them together, his whole face wrinkled.

Especially when I saw the date and the notary office at the end, my eyes twitched and I felt powerless, thinking "How can I win?"

"This one……"

“Is there a problem with this?!”

"……No."

"Can you overthrow it?"

"No."

"What if it's fake? What if it's fake!"

"This was written at the National Notary Office. It was written by Mr. Ai himself. It can't be fake..."

It would be better to say that if someone could force Ai Rulong to write this thing at the National Notary Office, then the Ai Group would not be a big deal.

With this kind of means, the other party should have killed all the famous rich people in the world one by one, instead of waiting until now to tease everyone...

Ai Ruhu looked at his son: "You did a good thing! You did a good thing!!"

"Even if I don't take it out, won't it be made public? Can we take away the property that my second uncle left to my elder sister?"

Sister Jing stiffened her neck and said, "Dad! Wake up! Second uncle has never treated us unfairly! Neither has my sister!"

Ai Ruhu panted heavily and finally pushed away the things on the table: "I don't believe it! I don't believe it!!"

"Whether you believe it or not, this is the truth." Prime Minister Lei stood up and said, "I'm going to print out a few agreements. Don't move around here. I'll be back soon."

"Wait a minute!" Ai Ruhu shouted, asking everyone to stop.

With shaking hands, he reached into the inside pocket of his suit, trying to take something out.

An Lele also narrowed her eyes and reached into her pocket faster than he did.

Of course, all her goods have been dealt with in the book, but as the personal campus beauty of the Urban Dragon King, doesn't she have any other means?

But at this moment, An Lele sniffed and looked towards the door: "Here they come!"

"Who?" Mr. Feng next to him responded subconsciously: "Who's here?"

"My master!"

"How did you know?"

"I smell the smell of medicine..."

Accompanied by a scent of medicine, a woman's voice was heard before a figure was seen.

"If I were you—I wouldn't take that thing out."

Then a figure walked into the conference room, giving people a sense of time travel for a moment.

She was wearing a white robe with a dark background of silver cloud patterns, and her hair was combed meticulously.

He held a jade ruyi in one hand and walked steadily with his other hand, while he held a wooden plate covered with silk cloth.

Let’s put it this way, if you give this walking posture to the current leading actors in costume dramas, they will need three to five months to learn it, and by the time they have learned it, they will instantly become male gods or goddesses.

The shareholders seemed to have seen the immortal Zhenyuan in Journey to the West - but a female version.

The so-called graceful steps in the palace and slow marches through the palace are nothing more than this.

Although Alia knew Aunt An was coming from the footsteps, she still felt a little strange when she saw her dress and posture.

That is to say, is it possible that Aunt An, you stole my role?

Oh, I am now the protagonist of the Domineering CEO Urban Dragon King, so it’s okay, the other party is the boss of the ancient martial arts family.

Wow, the taste is instantly right!

Following Aunt An's warning, Ai Ruhu stopped and looked at the other party.

Then beads of sweat the size of beans began to slide down from my forehead, even falling on my eyebrows and eyes, stinging my eyes so much that I dared not move any more.

Of course, it’s not his fault, after all, everyone was shocked.

Ailia looked at Anlele, waiting for her to finish her lines.

Speak your lines!

What about the super cool line "The Three Pure Ones are my master's friends, the Four Emperors are my master's old friends, the Nine Stars are my master's juniors, and the Yuan Chen is my master's guest, so it's not that there are no statues of gods in the temple, but that they cannot be worshipped."?

Fortunately, An Lele did not go directly to Aunt An for the whole day, but just hurried over to take the things in her master's hands.

Aunt An put down the two things in her hands, and her temperament became gentle again.

"Everyone, long time no see." The gentle Auntie An said this, and then smiled and nodded at Alia: "Miss."

"No, Aunt An, it sounds better to call me Xiaoya." Ailia waved her hands repeatedly. It doesn't matter if it's big or small, we are all family.

Aunt An just smiled indulgently, and her eyes were filled with pity for the child when she looked at Alia.

Being with these "relatives" is really a matter of raising one's blood pressure.

Fortunately, I am still here, and I can at least provide her with some protection in the years before I leave.

"Mr. Ai Ruhu, please sit down." Aunt An lifted the silk cloth on the tray, revealing a small sandalwood box inside.

"I'm here to execute Mr. Ai's will. There are also some documents that need the eldest lady's signature."

"What document?" Prime Minister Lei's occupational disease came back: "Can you show it to me?"

"Of course, it's just the inheritance of some property, but it's different from what Mr. Ai left behind. This is what our young lady left behind."

The young lady Aunt An mentioned was naturally not Alia, but Alia’s mother Lu Wuxia.

Alia raised her eyebrows. So this is the property of Huanxi Temple?

That’s not right. Huanxi Temple is notoriously poor. How could it have any money left for itself?

As he was speaking, Ai Ruhu also sat down carefully, and seemed to have no intention of taking out certain things.

Ailia could only look away in disappointment and act like a good girl in front of Aunt An.

Well, let's take some time to check it out. What good stuff is this - it's hidden so well, could it be evidence of some bloody ethics?

For example, I, Alia, am not Ai Rulong and Lu Wuxia’s biological daughter, but a wild girl they picked up.

The eldest daughter of the Ai Group is someone else - or the report was wrong at the beginning - or something else.

Prime Minister Lei came over and carefully took out the documents from the wooden box. It could be seen that the papers had a yellowed texture.

This is no longer a problem from the past, it is simply ancient. How far back can this thing be traced?

The old lady stood up unwillingly: "It's not over yet! And there's the third brother - your matter is not that simple!"

"If the third brother you are referring to is Mr. Ai Rulin, then this is his authorization letter."

Aunt An took out a document and said, "This is his authorization to donate all the shares to the eldest lady. If you don't believe it, you can contact him to confirm it in person. If I hadn't gone to get this document, I might have been able to come back earlier."

Prime Minister Lei is a little confused now. He looks at the documents in his hand with a dazed look and his hands are shaking.

It's a bit like a replica of Ai Ruhu's operation. What could make Prime Minister Lei lose his composure like this?

Alia craned her neck to take a look, but discovered a detail - Uncle San's authorization letter was just casually thrown aside, and he didn't even have the qualifications to enter the box.

Prime Minister Lei put down the stack of yellowed old papers and took a deep breath: "These...are these all true?"

The first one had the cursive English words "JPMorganChase" written on it, and it was actually a share certificate.