Chapter 394: Farewell

Thinker Novel Network

Zhang Zian's decision to accept this inheritance is equivalent to accepting Cathy's last wish.

When Adams heard that he agreed, a relieved smile appeared on his face, and it was worthwhile for him to cross half the world to come to this icy and snowy city.

"Okay, Mr. Zhang, just now you agreed verbally, but we still have formal procedures to go. Because I didn't know your specific address and phone number before I came, and I also didn't know whether you would accept this special inheritance, so I did not bring the eight cats, they are currently under the proper placement of the pet boarding center, after Mr. Zhang signs these documents, I will arrange air transportation immediately." He said.

Adams took out a small video camera and a tripod from the briefcase, and explained: "The signing process needs to be videotaped for notarization, is that okay?"

Zhang Zian felt that this American lawyer was very professional, and it was obviously not the first time he had dealt with related matters. Adams' inquiry was just polite, or just to remind Zhang Zian that he definitely couldn't refuse the video at this time, otherwise it would be tantamount to rejecting the inheritance.

"Yes, please." Zhang Zian said, "Do you need my help?"

Adams glanced around the store, "It would be best to have an empty table and two chairs where we can sit opposite each other."

There are computer screens, card readers, novice pet raising guides for customers, and some miscellaneous things on the cash register, which cannot meet Adams' requirements.

"Please come upstairs." Zhang Zian led him to the living room upstairs.

"Is it okay here?" He pointed to the sofa and coffee table and asked.

"Okay, totally fine."

Adams put down the briefcase, set up the tripod, and set up the camera. He asked Zhang Zian to sit on the sofa, and he adjusted the focus himself, and tested that there was no problem with the microphone.

"Mr. Zhang, the parrot on your shoulder..." He pointed at Richard and smiled wryly, "Can you ask it to leave for a while? It looks very immodest."

Without waiting for Zhang Zian to speak, Richard flapped his wings and landed on the ceiling fan, looking down at them from a height.

"Wow! What a smart parrot! Can it understand me?" Adams opened his mouth wide in surprise. This was the first time he lost his composure since he entered the pet store.

"Gah! Uncle Ben can still talk, you idiot! Shut your mouth, or be careful of bird droppings falling into your mouth!" Richard was so idle that he lowered his head and scratched the feathers on his chest.

Adams quickly shut his mouth tightly, as if he was really afraid that Richard would shit in his mouth.

"It's amazing! Mr. Zhang, how did you train this parrot?" He asked with his mouth pursed.

"Well... it's hard to explain, it's always troublesome. Of course, it still needs a little bit of talent." Zhang Zian glared at Richard, warning him not to be in the limelight.

"I think so." Adams believed it, and after reminding Zhang Zian, he started recording.

He spread out the documents on the coffee table, explained the meaning of each document to Zhang Zian, and then instructed him where to sign. Because it involves transnational inheritance, and eight cats have to be transported here, it must be ensured that the eight cats will not die accidentally during the transportation process, otherwise it will affect the execution of the will and the reputation of the law firm. Inheritance is more cumbersome.

Adams took the trouble to explain in detail, and Zhang Zian could ask him anything he didn't understand.

Zhang Zian was a little worried at the beginning, whether the eight cats would encounter trouble during the transportation process, such as problems in entry and exit quarantine, and even planned to remind Adams not to take the route of the Capital International Airport.

However, he did not expect that Adams had obviously done his homework before coming to China. Whether it was legal tax avoidance or quarantine avoidance, he explained it clearly and logically. He knew more than Zhang Zian. He was an expert at taking advantage of legal loopholes... But On the other hand, clients really like such lawyers, because they obviously put the client's interests above all else, as long as they pay enough money,

You can sit back and relax about other things.

damn capitalism...

After answering all Zhang Zian's questions and confirming that Zhang Zian had no objections, Adams instructed him where to sign for confirmation, and also signed a power of attorney, authorizing Adams to handle the transfer of these cats on his behalf.

By the time everything was done, about half an hour had passed.

Adams stopped recording and exchanged contact information.

"Ah, I almost forgot." He took out another thick stack of documents from the briefcase, and bound them neatly, "This is for you."

"What's this?" Zhang Zian took it and flipped through it, expressing that he couldn't understand the English on it.

"Well... it should be the pedigree of the eight cats. I don't know much about it. I found it when sorting out Ms. Ryan's belongings. I think it should be handed over to you along with those cats." Adams shrugged, "Of course, If it doesn't work, Mr. Zhang, you can handle it yourself."

Zhang Zian was taken aback, these are the essential things in the normal breeding process of breeding cats - at a small level, having these can avoid inbreeding between breeding cats; at a large level, these can further optimize Abyssinian The lineage of Asian cats can give birth to a better next generation.

These documents are equivalent to Cathy's breeding diary for more than ten years, recording her experience and lessons. As long as the chocolate-colored Abyssinian cat is recognized by the CFA, it can be used to apply for a blood certificate.

He flipped through these handwritten documents, as if he saw Cathy holding a pen at the desk in countless lonely nights.

"Thanks...these are useful," he said. "Thank you for bringing them to me."

"There's nothing else, so I'll take my leave first." Adams shook hands with Zhang Zian, then looked up at Richard, "Hi, little guy, goodbye!"

Richard dozed off standing up, ignoring him at all.

Adams packed the video recorder, tripod, and signed documents into the file box one by one. Zhang Zian glanced at it and noticed a photo on the bottom of the file box. A clump of beautiful silver hair was exposed in the corner of the photo.

"Is that... a photo of Cathy?" Zhang Zian asked.

"Ah, you mean this? Yes, because you and Ms. Ryan have only met once, I was worried that you would forget her, so I brought her photo here." Adams heard the words and pulled out the photo from the file, " Do you want to keep it?"

"is it okay?"

"Of course. It's yours." He handed the photo to Zhang Zian.

In the photo, Cathy is sitting on the lawn in her yard, holding Wendy in her arms, surrounded by seven other Abyssinian cats, facing the camera with a bright smile.

"thanks."

Zhang Zian couldn't remember how many times he expressed his thanks to Adams. This thoughtful and thoughtful lawyer thought of almost every detail, which gave Zhang Zian some comfort.

He found an old useless photo frame, wiped off the dust, and put Cathy's photo into the frame. Adams packed the file box and kept watching him.

"Sorry for keeping you waiting," Zhang Zian said.

"It's okay." Adams smiled.

Holding the photo frame, Zhang Zian made a "please" gesture, "I'll take you out."

They went back downstairs together, Zhang Zian asked Adams to wait for a while, he looked around the store, and finally chose a shelf behind the recliner, and put the photo frame on it upright. From here, Celestial Cathy will always be delighted to see her cats playing in the shop.

Zhang Zian sent Adams out of the store, watched the taxi he was riding in disappear around the corner of the street, and then returned to the store.

He sat down on the chair next to the cashier again, glanced over, and was surprised to notice that Lu Yiyun was concentrating on painting, as if he had forgotten everything around him, and only had the drawing board and the screen in his eyes.

On the computer screen, Zhang Zian's back standing alone in the wind and snow gradually became clear, but unfortunately he was not handsome at all.