Yo, Brother Hui. The person who opened the door obviously knew Fang Yuhui and said, "Hurry up, come in quickly. My master came to me a few days ago to tell me that you might want to come over." I didn’t know it was today. Come on, Brother Hui, haven't you eaten yet? If you don’t mind it…”
"You're welcome." Fang Yuhui smiled and patted him on the shoulder. He walked in and saw that this law firm was quite large. The entire hall was well decorated and there was an open small door on the left. Door.
Fang Yuhui walked around and found that it was a small bedroom. The quilt on the bed was still open. It was obvious that the person had just woken up. So he looked around with a smile and said, "Okay, kid, this place is nice."
The man smiled and said: "Okay! It's all paid for by the company, and the most important thing is that the location is good. This is Zhongshan Street, and there are some government offices not far away. If anyone commits an offense, he will be arrested as soon as he leaves. You've been through it all, you can see my law firm." He pointed to the sofa and said, "Brother Hui, sit here and talk."
Fang Yuhui handed the document bag to the other party, took out the small box and said, "Ming Xin, there are a few blank pieces of letter paper here, but there are scratches on them with someone's signature. You are good at craftsmanship. Make a will." , just sign this name. But, don’t let others see it.”
After saying that, Fang Yuhui thought of something again and said, "Hey, Mingxin, give me two pieces of the chewing gum your master gave you."
Mingxin agreed, opened the drawer under the desk, took out a few pieces of chewing gum and handed it to Fang Yuhui, saying: "Here, I don't like eating this stuff very much, and I can't swallow it. If you like it, Brother Hui, , take them all away in a moment.”
Fang Yuhui was amused and said: "This thing will make your mouth full of flavor after eating it. Let me tell you, it can be of great use when setting up a date with a woman or something."
Mingxin chuckled twice and said, "But haha, I won't give it to you, I'll keep it." After saying that, he took out a brand new pen from the drawer and said, "Brother Hui, what color should I use?" ink?"
Fang Yuhui said: "Baiyun brand, dark blue."
Mingxin nodded and said: "Okay, my master has already drafted the manuscript after he came to me. All that's missing is the property and the name." As he spoke, he unscrewed the pen and drew out half of the tube of ink. Then he flipped through it again and took out a piece of paper full of words from a notebook. He handed it to Fang Yuhui and said, "Brother Hui, take a look at it first and see if it needs to be changed. I'll trace his signature first."
Fang Yuhui handed the blank letter to the other party. By the way, this piece of paper was the one that Dai Chundi had pressed underneath when he was writing the letter of apology, and Fan Keqin had prepared a pen for the other party. In addition, the other party was under the threat of death and his body was tense, so he could not avoid writing harder than usual. So when Dai Chundi finished writing, he would naturally leave scratches on the paper underneath.
Ming Xin took the paper, first put it at an acute angle in front of her eyes, looked at it through the light, and said: "Wear Chun Di... wear a hat, the spring of spring, go away. Right?"
Fang Yuhui said: "Yes, it's these three words."
"I understand." Mingxin took a piece of rice paper, spread it on it, and then looked at it. Dai Chundi's pen started to trace.
Fang Yuhui looked at the contents of the will. After reading it twice in detail, I found nothing wrong with it, so I felt relieved. But this is normal. After all, the other party is a lawyer. It would be very unprofessional if even the will was full of mistakes.
He had finished reading the will on this side, and Mingxin had almost described it on the other side. When he repeated the description and wrote seventeen or eight of Dai Chundi's names, it was already different from the original one. Of course, this difference refers to the same person writing his name twice with the same handwriting. Although the handwriting is the same, there are definitely differences.
Mingxin looked at the last name written by herself in detail, then took out the original version and compared it carefully, horizontally, vertically, strokes, strokes, and every gesture, for fear that the other person's name would be on it. Is there any habit that I have ignored? I checked it two or three times. After I found that there was nothing wrong, I put down the paper and smiled: "There is no problem. Even if an expert comes, it will be useless. After all, there are only these three words." . No problem can be found after repeated comparisons."
Fang Yuhui came to him, looked at the final handwriting Mingxin decided on, and then compared it with the original version, nodded with a smile, and said: "Good craftsmanship."
Ming Xin smiled and said: "Haha, it's okay. The main thing is that there is an original version. It just requires a little effort." Then he paused and asked, "Brother Hui, is there anything that needs to be changed in the will?"
Fang Yuhui said: "No, the testator is Dai Chundi, and the entrusting party is naturally you. Party B should write the name of Dai Chundi's ex-wife, Cao Yan. Then, after Dai Chundi's death, the house under his name is the house at No. 45 Hongqiao Street. . There is also a shopping mall under his name - Spring Mall, all left to Cao Yan." As he spoke, he took the pen and wrote Cao Yan's name on a blank piece of paper.
After reading it, Mingxin nodded and repeated: "Cao Yan, No. 45 Hongqiao Street. There is also Spring Mall..." Then he took a blank piece of paper and began to copy the will: the name of the testator, Dai Chundi. Age... Client...
After everything was written, he traced the forged name skillfully. Mingxin checked it again. When he was satisfied, he did the same thing again and took another copy. Then he asked: "By the way, Brother Hui, I forgot just now." I asked, where are the fingerprints?"
Fang Yuhui asked: "Is there any ink pad?"
"Yes." Mingxin said, reached out and took a red ink pad from the side, and opened the lid.
Fang Yuhui spat out the chewing gum that had long been tasteless in his mouth. In order to have enough, he just chewed three pieces. After taking them out, he kneaded them into a thick pillar. Then blow hard twice with your mouth to let the water on the surface evaporate. Then I dipped it in the ink pad, and with a little more force, I pressed it on the fingerprint of the small box. Then he lifted it up gently and asked: "Where? On the name?"
Mingxin nodded and pointed, "Yes, there are four names and four fingerprints in total."
Fang Yuhui looked at it and pressed on Dai Chundi's name. After all, it is not a real finger, but chewing gum. This thing has to be reshaped after pressing it once. In addition, the mold in the small iron box must be careful when shaping the chewing gum. If it gets deformed, you will be screwed.
Fortunately, Fang Yuhui paid great attention and repeated it four times to make two copies of the will, each with Chundi's name on two places, and put his fingerprints on it.
