Xiao Yang was stunned. Why did he suddenly ask about this?
A few seconds later, he suddenly realized that Director Yan must have known that his second uncle was a fortune-teller, so he wanted to test his beliefs.
After thinking about it, he quickly stood up straight, puffed out his chest, raised his chin, and looked straight ahead. His posture was very standard as he saluted.
"I don't believe it! Ever since the founding of the country, it has been strictly forbidden to spread any feudal superstitious ideas!"
Yan Zhengwei gave a secretive smile. "Alright, you can leave now."
After the office door closed again, Yan Zhengwei looked down at the documents in his hands.
It was none other than the brief summary of the procedures for collecting the estate on behalf of Su Ye from the estate notary office.
