Hearing what Grandpa Feng said just now, He Liming glanced at the two old men and thought to himself. 'You two are in such good health that even young people can't beat you. I suspect that you won't need your will in the near future.'
Although he thought so in his heart, his face remained expressionless and his smile was as steady as an old stone.
After Jin Rongsan signed the document, He Liming put it into an envelope and sealed it with wax seal. The will will be kept in a safe deposit box at the bank and can only be opened by him upon the client's death.
After everything was dealt with, he stood up and said, "Mr. Jin, Mr. Feng, I still have something to deal with. So, I will take my leave now."
Grandpa Feng nodded and said, "Thank you for your help, Lawyer He."
"This is what I should do."
After He Liming left, Grandpa Feng looked at his friend and asked, "Old Jin, when do you plan to visit Jin Zhiwen?"
