69novels Chapter 245
Chapter 245
"Mr. Lin, can I take a look?"
Song Shize said nervously.
Lin Chen took out his cell phone and clicked on a photo: "This is a photo of the will taken, you can see it."
Song Shizezai looked carefully.
He was sure that this was his father's handwriting, and in addition, the will was notarized and stamped. With Lin Chen's ability, he could not create this fake.
"Master Song, can you recognize Mr. Song's handwriting?"
Lin Chen asked.
Song Shize nodded: "This will was left by my father. Mr. Lin, my father mentioned that half of it belongs to you, and I fully agree with this."
"The value of this part is 15 billion, and we can give you the industry or directly give you cash."
Lin Chen smiled lightly and said, "No problem."
"But the distribution of wills is not so anxious. Let Mr. Song be buried in peace first, and then find out the mastermind behind the scenes. You are the head of the family, and there will definitely be no less of you."
Song Shize breathed a sigh of relief.
It seems that this trip is right.
He never expected that his father would ask Lin Chen to allocate the inheritance. If he was confused and mixed with Song Shikang, he would be very happy to target Lin Chen.
"Mr. Lin, before my father died, he gave us a test question."
Song Shize said with emotion.
Lin Chen: "Head of the Song family, I will not let down Mr. Song's trust, and I will try my best to assign you as fairly. There will be no less points that should be given."
"Um."
Song Shize nodded, "Father also believes that you can uphold justice. Mr. Lin, I will find the murderer as soon as possible."
Song Shize left soon.
He is in a good mood.
Since Lin Chen has a will, the more violent the cause, the higher the possibility of exposure.
"Xixi, get up."
Lin Chen woke Lin Xiaoqian up in the bedroom.
He still has to go to the Song family to pay his respects.
An hour later, Lin Chen and his friends arrived at the Song family. The Song family was filled with sorrow and joy, and wreaths were placed outside the mourning hall.
The guests who came saluted seriously one by one.
Finally, it was Lin Chen's turn.
Lin Chen approached with a solemn expression. There was no Lin Xiaoqian beside him. Lin Xiaoqian and Cheng Xiaojun were waiting outside.
"The surname is Lin, go."
"My dad died after eating the vegetables you made."
"Don't you cry and pretend to be merciful!"
Song Shikang's wife suddenly said angrily.
Song Shize knew that Mr. Song asked the big guys to take care of Lin Chen, but Song Shikang didn't know, and his wife didn't know.
She started to make a fuss because she wanted to tear Song Qingquan off the water.
Song Qingquan ate the dishes made by Lin Chen, but the dishes were given by Song Wan.
"Shut up!"
Song Shize shouted at Song Shikang's wife.
"Second, keep in mind your wife."
"My little girl Lin is for Wan'er. He helped Wan'er, and Mr. Lin is his father's friend. He came to pay his respects. Can our Song family be so rude?"
Song Shikang's face changed slightly.
Song Shize actually refuted his wife without mercy. After all, they are brothers, and Lin Chen is an outsider.
His wife's family is also very strong.
This situation made Song Shikang keenly realize that something was wrong. He might not know something, or Song Shize knew something.
Lin Chen finished saluting respectfully.
Song Shize also returned the tribute. Song Qingquan was not there. He probably had to sleep now. After all, the funeral lasted for a few days, and the three brothers had to take turns to rest.
"Master of the Song family, you are mourning."
Lin Chen said.
Song Shize said, "Mr. Lin, thank you. Please take Mr. Lin to rest. I hope Hai Han if you are negligent. Yun Jie, you can take Mr. Lin to Mr. Li and the others."
"OK."
A person next to Song Shize said.
Not long after, Lin Chen was taken to the backyard.
The front yard was very noisy, and the back yard was relatively quiet. After Song Yunjie knocked on the door, he took Lin Chen to a room where two old people admired calligraphy.
What I admire is the one he gave to Mr. Song.
"Kobayashi, you're here."
"Kobayashi, we'll wait for you for a while."
The two old men looked at Lin Chen and said with a smile.
Song Yunjie quickly left the room, and in front of the two old men, he felt very stressed.
Lin Chen smiled and said, "Old Li, Old Zhang."
Both of these old people had drunk alcohol together before.
Mr. Li sighed and said, "Last Zhou, Lao Song was still having dinner with us, but he didn't expect that he would leave now. His entrustment turned into a dying entrustment."
Mr. Zhang: "Xiaolin, the same thing, if you need help, just look for us."
Lin Chen hurriedly said, "Thank you two seniors."
Mr. Li: "Xiaolin, there are paper and pens here. Can you show your calligraphy in front of us?"
"Let's learn."
Mr. Zhang also looked at Lin Chen expectantly.
They knew that Lin Chen was Lin Yu, but I haven’t seen Lin Chen write, and I still feel a little unbelievable deep down. Lin Chen is so young and so powerful in calligraphy?
"sure."
Lin Chen smiled.
He walked to the edge of the desk and laid the paper. There was a lot of pen and ink on the desk. Lin Chen thought for a moment and picked up the pen and wrote: "The setting sun and the lone wild goose fly together, and the autumn water and the sky are the same color."
His calligraphy is still legendary, but his level is stronger than before.
Both Mr. Li and Mr. Zhang were quickly immersed in it.
A beautiful picture emerged in their minds.
It took them a while to come back to their senses.
"Excuse me."
"Kobayashi, this is a national treasure-level work. Do you, a foreigner, have this effect?"
Mr. Li and Mr. Zhang said separately.
Lin Chen: "If foreigners understand Chinese, the effect will be the same. If they don't understand Chinese, the effect will be much worse. For foreigners who don't understand Chinese, the paintings will be better."
"You have a high level of painting?"
Mr. Li asked in surprise.
"It's okay."
Lin Chen smiled.
Mr. Zhang hurriedly said, "Xiaolin, how about you painting? I have learned Chinese painting before. Although my paintings are not very good, my appreciation level is pretty good."
Lin Chen nodded: "No problem."
He directly drew an ink painting with a brush, and his painting level was even higher than his calligraphy level.
This is close to the myth level!
Before he finished painting, Mr. Li and the others were immersed in it.
After a long time, Mr. Li and the others woke up. Mr. Li said in disbelief: "Xiaolin, I thought you were just a very good calligraphy. It turns out that you are both great at calligraphy and painting."
"Lao Zhang, what do you think of Xiaolin's paintings?"
Mr. Zhang: “…”
He said angrily: "Where can I be qualified to comment? His painting has exceeded the limit of my ability to comment."
"Let us cover you, Lao Song is so cunning."
"We are almost buried. It won't take long to cover the Song family. You are still young and have an unlimited future."
At this time, two more big shots came over.
When they saw the calligraphy and paintings that Lin Chen had just written, they were quickly immersed in it and were shocked when they woke up.
They had known before that Lin Chen was Lin Yu.
They also understand some of Lin Yu's situation.
But that kind of understanding is completely different from the direct feeling now.
"Didi!"
Lin Chen's cell phone suddenly rang.
It was Cheng Xiaojun who called him, and Lin Chen quickly answered it. Cheng Xiaojun said on the other end of the phone: "Mr. Lin, Xixi misses you."
"Dad, where are you?"
Lin Xiaoqian's nipples voice came over.
Mr. Zhang smiled and said, "Xiaolin, go and bring your daughter here. It's noisy outside and we're quiet here."
A big man named Yang who came over behind him smiled and said, "My granddaughter is here too. I'll go and bring her over. They are about to play together in the same age."
Lin Chen nodded.
"Xixi, dad is here right away."