394 Farewell (1/2)
Chapter 394: Farewell
Translator: Nyoi-Bo StudioEditor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
The moment Zhang Zian decided to accept the legacy, it was equivalent to him taking over Cathy's last wish.
Upon hearing Zhang Zian’s agreement to accept the will, Adams’s face showed a relieved smile. His trip to this icy and snowy city half a world away was worth it.
”Mr. Zhang, you gave your verbal agreement just now, but we still have a formal process to go through. Because I did not know your specific address and phone number before, nor did I know if you would inherit this particular will, I did not bring the eight cats with me. They are currently in the pet care center, and after you have signed these documents, I will arrange for air transport immediately,” he said.
Adams pulled out a small video camera and tripod from his briefcase and explained to Zhang Zian, ”The complete signing process is required to be recorded for notarization. Is that okay?”
Zhang Zian felt that this American lawyer was very professional. Apparently it was not the first time he had dealt with related matters. Adams's inquiry was only out of politeness, or he just wanted to remind Zhang Zian that he must not refuse the video shooting, otherwise it would be a gesture to reject the legacy.
”Yes, of course, please,” said Zhang Zian. ”Need anything?”
Adams looked around the store, ”Preferably an empty table and two chairs that allow us to sit face to face.”
With a computer screen, a card reader, tutorials for novice pet raisers, and a few other things on it, the cashier desk did not fit Adams's requirements.
”Please come upstairs.” Zhang Zian led him to the living room upstairs.
”Is it okay here?” he pointed to the couch and the coffee table.
”This is fine,” replied Adams.
Adams put down the briefcase, put up the tripod and set up the camera, and asked Zhang Zian to sit on the couch. He then adjusted the focal length, and made sure that there was no problem with the microphone.
”Mr. Zhang, the parrot on your shoulder...” he pointed to Richard with a wry smile. ”Could it please leave for the time being?”
Without waiting for Zhang Zian to speak up, Richard had fluttered its wings and landed on the blade of the ceiling fan, looking down at them haughtily.
”Wow, what a clever parrot! Can it understand me?” Adams opened his mouth wide in surprise. This was the first time he had forgotten himself after he set foot in this pet shop.
”Quack! I can also talk, you moron! Close your mouth, or beware of bird feces dropping into your mouth!” Richard felt bored, lowered its head, and pecked its chest feathers.
Adams quickly closed his mouth, as if worrying that Richard would actually attack his mouth with its excrement.
”Fantastic! Mr. Zhang, how did you train this parrot?” he asked, pouting his lips.
”Well, long story… it’s a troublesome process. And of course, it is a somewhat talented bird.” Zhang Zian glared at Richard, warning it to stay inconspicuous.
”I guess so.” Adams believed him. After reminding Zhang Zian, he began recording.
He spread the documents on the coffee table, explained to Zhang Zian the meaning of each document, and then instructed him where to put his signatures. Because the will involved the transnational inheritance of eight cats, during the transport process, Adams had to ensure that the eight cats would not die accidentally, otherwise it would affect the implementation of the will and the credibility of his law firm. This made the process more complicated than any ordinary succession of property.
Adams explained the documents in detail, and that Zhang Zian could ask him anything should he not understand something.
At first, Zhang Zian was still worried about whether the eight cats would encounter any problems during the transport, such as quarantine problems at immigration control, and even planned to remind Adams to avoid the routes bounded to Capital International Airport.
However, he did not realize that Adams apparently had done his homework well before coming to China. Adams was more knowledgeable in terms of legal tax minimization and avoiding quarantines than Zhang Zian was. Clients really liked such a lawyer, because apparently Adams had prioritized the interests of his clients. As long as they paid him enough money, they could sit back, relax, and leave everything to Adams.
Wicked capitalism...