What's wrong with living for tens of thousands of years and eating soft food?

Hanking.

Headquarters of Zhang Group.

Zheng Dacai walked into the Zhang Group headquarters with a sullen face and angrily.

"Hello, I'm here to see Mr. Zhang. I've been here before to discuss the acquisition." Zheng Dacai said while suppressing his anger.

"Okay sir, please wait a moment." The receptionist picked up the phone and said a few words, then led Zheng Dacai upstairs to Zhang Youzhi's office.

However, the person who received Zheng Dacai was not Zhang Youzhi, but a member of the second generation of the Zhang family named Zhang Huaizhong.

Zhang Youzhi's current character is that of a terminal cancer patient who spends most of his time resting in the villa every day.

The second generation of the Zhang family will take turns working in the company for the time being, one person per day, so no one can take the opportunity to seize power.

Seeing that Zhang Youzhi was not in the room, Zheng Dacai shouted loudly, came to the desk, slammed the table and asked, "What do you Zhang family mean?!"

Zhang Huaizhong raised his eyelids and asked in a calm tone: "What's wrong?"

"We agreed on the acquisition, but why did your Zhang family sell all the properties to others without saying a word?" Zheng Dacai asked with his eyes wide open: "I flew all the way here to discuss cooperation with you sincerely. The Zhang family is treating me like a monkey, right?!"

"Haha, are you sick?" Zhang Huaizhong asked with a smile: "Our Zhang family didn't say that we must sell the property to you. Some people pay quickly, and we sell it quickly. Is there any problem?"

"Are you going to sell it to the Qian family, the Sun family, or you, the Zhang family, are here to do the right thing and treat us like fools?"

"Does it have anything to do with who you sell it to? Apart from the air tickets, food and accommodation, do you have any losses?" Zhang Huaizhong frowned, his expression a little unhappy: "I'll just say it straight, the sale has already been made." It’s sold out and all formal procedures have been followed. If you feel unhappy, just go home and hold it in.”

In fact, Zhang Huaizhong didn't know who Zhang Youzhi sold all his properties to.

All he knew was that Zheng Dacai was a bit annoying.

"Zhang Huaizhong! Do you think that your Zhang family has a great business and no one dares to mess with you, right?"

"Hey! What do you mean? Are you going to risk your life with me?" Zhang Huaizhong waved his hand and said, "We are all adults, stop making trouble and go back quickly."

"Zhang Huaizhong, remember, from now on, our two families will become enemies! If I can't defeat your Zhang family, then we will play dirty tricks!" Zheng Dacai said a harsh word, turned around and left.

Zhang Huaizhong stared at his back and sneered: "Ha! Isn't this just an idiot!"

……

Zheng Dacai, who left the Zhang Group, took a car and went straight to the airport.

Then he was stopped by a group of people on the way. They pulled him out of the car, dragged him into the woods on the roadside and beat him until his nose was bruised and his face was swollen.

A group of people left after playing. There was not a word of nonsense during the whole process, and there was no registration number.

After all, the Zhang family is the top family in the world, and it is a family that covers the sky with one hand in Hanjing.

Zheng Dacai went to the Zhang Group and pointed at Zhang Huaiqing to show off his power. It was inevitable that he would be beaten.

This is where the identity of the Zhang family is displayed. If it were the second generation of the Zhang family when they were young, Zhang Huaizhong would have put him in a sack and drowned him in the river.

Zheng Dacai was not a fool. He knew that if he met the Zhang family in Hanking, he would only get beaten.

He sat on the ground in embarrassment, took out his mobile phone and dialed a number: "Hey, where are you... What treasure are you looking for! You can talk nonsense every day! Come back quickly, I'm getting beaten!"

……

Inside the private hospital of the Zhang family.

Qiu Ke was lying on the bed, eating the grapes that Zhang Chengquan had washed for him.

"Squeak~"

The door to the ward opened, and Zhang Youzhi walked in alone, carrying a lunch box in his hand.

"Come, let's eat. I made the soup myself and try my hand at it."

Zhang Chengquan stood up immediately and stuttered a little cautiously: "Mr. Zhang...Mr. Zhang."

"Hey!" Zhang Youzhi smiled at him and put the lunch box in his hand on the table.

Qiu Ke's trip to Shuanglong Mountain made a great contribution to Zhang Youzhi.

It doesn’t matter how many ghost faces are brought out, as long as they can be brought out alive, it’s a good thing!

"Mr. Zhang, I'm fine. You don't have to come over to see me."

"You have been with me for so many years. If I didn't come to see you, you wouldn't have to scold me behind your back for being impersonal, haha!" Zhang Youzhi laughed heartily.

Qiu Ke scratched his head in embarrassment and said, "By the way, Mr. Zhang, I think..."

"You don't need to say it. I've heard it all and understand it all." Zhang Youzhi turned to look at Zhang Chengquan: "Young man, what do you call him?"

"I...my name is Zhang Chengquan, you...just call me Xiaoquan..." Zhang Chengquan lowered his head in embarrassment.

"Your surname is also Zhang. It's quite a coincidence. Five hundred years ago, we were all descended from the same ancestor."

"Yep, it is……"

Zhang Youzhi stood up and patted Zhang Chengquan on the shoulder: "Thank you, young man. Qiu Ke has been with me for so many years and has already become my family. Thank you for rescuing him from the mountain."

"You should stay with Qiu Ke from now on. After you gradually become familiar with the business, come to my side and help me with things."

The words "my family" made Qiu Ke feel warm in his heart. He looked at Zhang Chengquan and reminded: "Silly boy, don't be stunned! Thank you Mr. Zhang!"

"Thank...thank you Mr. Zhang!"

"Haha, I'm still young. It's normal to be nervous. You'll get better slowly."

After Zhang Youzhi finished speaking, the phone in his pocket rang.

He glanced at the unfamiliar number, picked it up, put it to his ear and asked, "Hello, who is this?"

"Mr. Zhang, I am the security guard of the ancestral hall. My name is Jiang Lei."

"Oh...I remember you, what's the matter, Xiao Jiang?"

"Something happened here at the ancestral hall. Come and take a look."

"Okay, just wait for me, I'll be there right away."

Regarding matters related to the Zhang family's ancestral graves, Zhang Youzhi did not dare to neglect. After giving Qiu Ke a few words, he hurriedly left the hospital.

……

More than half an hour later, Zhang Huaide and Zhang Youzhi arrived at the ancestral hall.

The people who have been serving Zhang Youzhi recently are all the second generation of the Zhang family, and today it happens to be Zhang Huaide's turn.

As soon as he entered the Zhang Ancestral Hall, Zhang Huaide pointed at Zhang Huaiqing, who was holding two straw men on the mountain and grinning stupidly, and asked, "Second uncle, what do you think Huaiqing is doing?"

Zhang Youzhi looked up: "I guess he mistook those two straw men for Xiao Tao and Qing Wen."

"Oh...when will my stupid brother wake up..."

"Don't think so much. We feel pitiful when we look at him like that. In fact, none of us have ever been so happy."

Zhang Huaide nodded: "Haha, yes."

"Okay, let's go to the ancestral hall first, and then go see Huaiqing later."

The uncle and nephew came to the ancestral hall.

All security personnel responsible for guarding the ancestral hall are included.

When Jiang Lei saw Zhang Youzhi coming, he stepped forward and said, "Mr. Zhang, you are here."

"Well, what happened?"

"I don't know who put the old man's memorial tablet on it, but we don't dare to move it. Come and take a look."

After hearing this, Zhang Youzhi walked to the wall where the spiritual tablet was enshrined, and looked up at the floor where the longevity was.

Zhang Shouguang's spiritual tablet is placed there at attention. It reads: The spiritual tablet of Zhang Shouguang, the loving father, and Zhang Qishi, the loving mother.

Zhang Youzhi suddenly remembered that Zhang Xiaoan had said before that no matter who in the Zhang family died first, the memorial tablets must be added, so yesterday, the memorial tablets in the ancestral hall were reorganized, and even Xiao Tao's memorial tablets were added.

But Zhang Shouguang is still alive. Logically speaking, his name shouldn't be on it. Is it a mistake?

"The old man is still alive. Let's take down the memorial tablet first."

Just as several security guards were about to step forward, Zhang Youzhi suddenly shouted again: "Wait a minute!"

He walked forward with his hands behind his back, stared at Zhang Shouguang's spiritual place, and said in surprise:

"Qi's?!"