The beginning is the invincible boss

Chapter 137 Brothers Carry Together
The great achievements of the Zhang family are not just talk, as one of the Zhang family's children, Zhang Luocheng knows better than anyone else.

Zhang Luocheng alone has four brothers and three younger sisters, not to mention five cousins ​​and one cousin from his uncle's family, and three cousins ​​and three cousins ​​from his second uncle's family.

When he returned to the Zhang family, he found that there was something wrong with the atmosphere of the whole Zhang family.

"Did something happen to our family?"

Zhang Luocheng found a disciple of his father Zhang Yanli and asked, "Why do I feel that everyone is full of anger?"

"You don't know yet?"

The disciple who was grabbed by him said: "Second master was injured, his legs, ribs and hand bones were all broken..."

"What? How is this possible..."

Hearing this news, Zhang Luocheng froze in place.

Although he is not worth mentioning in martial arts, he also knows that the Zhang family can have today's status, a large part of the reason is that his father and two uncles are martial arts masters.

"I'm going to see what's going on..."

Zhang Luocheng said and got ready to run towards the courtyard where his second uncle Zhang Yanguang was, but he was stopped by someone: "Luocheng, you'd better not go. The master is angry now. Luo Ling didn't say anything right just now. I was scolded by my master.”

Hearing this, Zhang Luocheng shrank his neck subconsciously.

Zhang Luocheng is the second elder among the four brothers, Zhang Luoling is his fourth younger brother, and also the one with the best martial arts talent among the four brothers.

Even Zhang Luoling was scolded, so if he ran there now, he might not get any good results.

"Then, then I still won't go, you guys hurry over to see what's going on..."

After Zhang Luocheng finished speaking, he quickly ran towards his father Zhang Yanli's courtyard: "While dad is busy now, I'd better seize the time to get down to business. I'll get the remaining 70 first and then talk about it..."

For Zhang Luocheng, when the sky is big, it is natural to have a tall man to support it.

What's more, if it really comes down to the fact that the elders of the family can't stand it, what's the use of having him alone?

How many tribulations their Zhang family inheritance has encountered so far, instead of being weak, they have become stronger and stronger.

Since nothing will happen to the family, why is he worrying about it?
Zhang Luocheng was still very familiar with his father's room. While recalling the past memories, he searched in every corner of the room, including the study, bedroom, and even the toilet.

However, after searching for more than ten minutes, I couldn't find even a hair.

"Where did it go?"

There was no way, Zhang Luocheng sat down on the stool and frowned: "I remember I took it out last time to have a look, did my dad change places?"

Just when Zhang Luocheng smoked a cigarette and was about to continue searching, his elder brother Zhang Luohua ran over and saw him here and couldn't help asking: "Luocheng, what are you doing here with Dad?"

"Aren't you going to Er Bo's?"

"What are you doing there? Are you looking for scolding?"

Zhang Luocheng replied angrily, then smiled and passed a cigarette to his elder brother Zhang Luohua: "Brother, let me ask you something. You said where did Dad put our family's Xingyi boxing book?"

"What are you doing with that thing? It's worthless..."

Zhang Luohua took a puff of cigarette, then thought for a while and said, "It seems to be placed on the bottom shelf of the study..."

Without waiting for Zhang Luohua to finish speaking, Zhang Luocheng ran over directly, and finally found this Xingyi boxing manual of dragon style from a pair of books at the bottom of the bookshelf that had already accumulated a thick layer of dust.

"Brother, thank you!"

Holding this valuable boxing manual, Zhang Luocheng was about to run out, but he suddenly stopped: "Brother, we are brothers. I won't hide it from you. I am looking for this book because I found it." I made a fool of myself as a buyer."

"Buyers? How much can this crap book be sold for..."

While smoking a cigarette, Zhang Luohua said disinterestedly: "Just this book, if it is sold as an antique, maybe it can be sold for a few hundred dollars."

"Well, I have enough cigarette money for a few days..."

Seeing his elder brother's attitude, Zhang Luocheng stretched out two fingers meaningfully: "You would never have imagined that the price that was taken advantage of was 20."

"20? Buy a broken book?"

Zhang Luohua couldn't help being taken aback when he heard this, and then he said quickly, "Aren't you making fun of me? Just this broken book can still sell for 20 yuan?"

"I lied to you about what to do. As long as you agree to one condition, I will give you a hundred thousand."

"What conditions?"

"Simple, if dad asks, just say you took it out and sold it."

"That's it?"

Zhang Luohua was taken aback, but he didn't expect his second brother's condition to be so simple: "Don't worry, as long as you give me 10 yuan, if Dad asks, I'll tell you that I took it out and sold it."

With the big brother's words, Zhang Luohua transferred 10 yuan to him neatly.

Then, under the beckoning of his eldest brother Zhang Luohua, he trotted away from the family all the way. Only later did he realize that he did not have Tang Ling's phone number.

He had no choice but to call Su Wan again.

In the tea room of Lingtian Martial Arts Club, Tang Ling was explaining to Zhao Ming the loopholes in his previous attack. At this time, Su Wan, who was already serving as the receptionist in the front office, walked in with his mobile phone and asked.

"Mr. Tang, Mr. Zhao, that Zhang Luocheng called again."

Holding the mobile phone, Su Wan asked the two of them: "He said that the boxing manual has already been obtained, and ask where to trade..."

"Moving so fast, it seems that he is really short of money."

Zhao Ming smiled, beckoned Su Wan to send the phone over and said, "Now you take a taxi to Lingtian Martial Arts Club, we and Qian are waiting for you here."

"Okay, I'll be there in ten minutes at the most."

After Zhang Luocheng finished speaking, he hung up the phone and rushed over here.

At the same time, Tang Ling asked Su Wan to go outside and call Jiao Bingzi, who was already the front office manager: "Go to the bank and withdraw 100 million in cash, put it in a leather box and bring it back."

"Ok."

Jiao Bingzi nodded, turned and left.

"Boss, didn't we already give him 30, why do we need to withdraw 100 million?"

Facing Zhao Ming's doubts, Tang Ling smiled lightly, took a puff of cigarette and said slowly, "I don't just want boxing records. Compared with the entire Zhang family, what is this mere 100 million yuan?"

Half an hour later, Zhang Luocheng saw Tang Ling and the other two again with the boxing score.

At the same time, he also saw this suitcase on the table, which was already filled with stacks of neat cash: "You are very efficient in handling things, I am very satisfied, the 100 million here is yours."

"In other words, you sold a total of 130 million of this boxing book."

"Oh, what a funny thing this is."

Hearing these words, Zhang Luocheng couldn't help but smile brightly.

Although he said so, he was not slow at all in collecting the money, as if Tang Ling would regret it later.

"By the way, if you can get your dad to take the initiative to meet me."

Tang Ling looked at Zhang Luocheng, who was about to leave, and said, "Maybe I'll give you 100 million when I'm in a good mood..."

(End of this chapter)