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

Hanking.

Qian Shumei's memorial service started on time.

As the head of the Qian family, she is relatively good-looking.

The entire memorial service was broadcast live by several official media and some miscellaneous online media.

At this time, Zhang Chengquan and several second-generation Zhang family members were sitting in the conference room. They chose a live broadcast account with a better viewing angle and projected it to the big screen to watch.

"Everything in the world is so unpredictable. I met Qian Shumei at a press conference a few months ago. I felt that she was in good health. No one expected that she would just disappear after saying no."

"It's normal. There are no young or old on the Huangquan Road. She can be regarded as a wake-up call for us. We are all getting older. It's okay to go check up on your health."

Qian Shumei's death made the second generation of the Zhang family empathize.

Because everyone is about the same age and has the same amount of money, it stands to reason that even if they don't live to be a hundred years old, they can die without any illness and die in peace.

But Qian Shumei's death made them feel that sometimes fate is really something that no one can contend with.

Suddenly I remembered that there was a terminally ill patient next to me.

A second-generation Zhang family member looked at Zhang Chengquan and asked, "Second uncle, how is your health lately? How about I take some time in the afternoon to take you to the hospital for a checkup?"

"No need." Zhang Chengquan stared at the big screen and responded casually.

Just now, the camera flickered and he caught Zhang Youzhi's figure in the crowd.

I don’t know why this kid went to Qian Shumei’s funeral.

But it doesn’t matter.

As long as Zhang Youzhi can stay far away from Jiang Province.

The second-generation man said again: "Second uncle, why don't I take you to the hospital for a checkup?"

"No matter what, we have to treat the disease first, otherwise if we delay it like this, it will become more serious."

Not bad!

The Zhang family should respect their elders.

Zhang Chengquan felt very pleased with what this second generation said.

He turned around and said with a smile: "I know you are filial and worried about my health, but don't worry."

"The medicine developed by our Zhang family laboratory is quite effective."

"In a few days, I will ask the people in the laboratory to bring some medicine. You can take it if you have nothing to do. It will be good for you to maintain your health."

When everyone heard Zhang Chengquan say this, they couldn't say anything else.

As for what he said about laboratory drugs, no one took it to heart.

Zhang Chengquan turned his head and continued to watch the live broadcast of the memorial service.

After watching for a while, he suddenly sighed: "Haha, the scene is quite grand. I wonder if the scene will be even more lively than hers on the day I die."

"Dad, stop thinking about it. You are in good health. It's too far to think about that."

"Yes, Second Uncle, you are still very tough and will definitely live a long life."

The second generation said some nice words, and Zhang Chengquan felt quite happy listening to them.

"Don't worry, it's not just me who can live a long life, everyone in our Zhang family can live a long life!" Zhang Chengquan stood up after saying that: "Okay, if you want to watch, just keep watching. I Go handle some personal matters. If you have anything to do, leave a message for my assistant. Don’t send me a message.”

Zhang Chengquan said something and left the conference room.

Wait for the people in his conference room to close.

The two of them stared at each other, you looked at me, I looked at you, and there was a blank look on everyone's face.

"I don't know if you feel it, but I feel like something is getting wrong with our old man."

"My dad is really not feeling right lately. He is a little too busy. This is the second time I have seen him from last Saturday to now. I don't know what he is busy with every day."

"Okay, don't fool around here. The old man is already so old, so he can do whatever he likes."

"That's right. How many people can live to be eighty these days? Don't even think about it. The most important thing is that the old man is happy."

The conference room fell silent.

Everyone once again turned their heads to watch the live broadcast on the big screen. The more they watched, the more they felt that human life was really too fragile.

It's time for maintenance.

……

After leaving the conference room, Zhang Chengquan called his assistant and told him to prepare two commercial vehicles and go to Wangjiang to pick someone up.

Counting the time with my fingers, it was time to go to Wangjiang to pick up someone.

Otherwise, it would not be fun if Zhang Xiaoan brought people to kill him.

The driver before leaving.

Zhang Chengquan asked: "Remember, just go and pick up people. Don't ask what you shouldn't ask, and don't say what you shouldn't say. If anyone asks about me, just say I've been busy recently."

"Okay Mr. Zhang, I understand."

……

Tens of minutes later.

In the Zhang family's manor.

Zhang Shouguang was sitting on a chair, his eyes were dull, and he looked completely out of his mind.

During this time, he has been trying to get people to go to Wangjiang to find Zhang Xiaoan, but no one is giving him a fuck. Zhang Huairen, who can fuck him, is already in Wangjiang, and the others are treating him like an old child with Alzheimer's disease. Son.

Zhang Shouguang felt very tired because of this. He really felt that he was old and useless.

"Ugh……"

"My life has finally come to an end."

Zhang Shouguang closed his eyes, and the strength in his body was draining away little by little.

He already had a premonition that he was about to die.

This is a very novel experience!

Just when Zhang Shouguang was about to take his last breath, a hand suddenly placed on his back, and a trace of warmth flowed along his back and to the meridians throughout his body.

Zhang Shouguang, who was forcibly extended his life, suddenly opened his eyes, his eyes sparkling!

"What are you doing?" Zhang Shouguang knew who the person standing behind him was without turning around.

Zhang Chengquan stood behind him and said: "I have not fulfilled my filial piety well in this life. I don't know if I can be father and son with you in the next life. Give me some time and I will do what a son should do."

"I no longer have the ability to take care of the Zhang family's affairs. Let me die and I will treat you as a filial piety."

"Haha, just sit tight and I'll cook for you. I'll give you a surprise after a while."

"Where are our ancestors?"

"He has been very busy recently and has no time to pay attention to the Zhang family's affairs. You will see him."

Zhang Shouguang no longer felt angry. He sighed helplessly and said, "Just do it!"

……

Looking at the river.

Mingjun Group's brewery located in the suburbs, including a small factory building with a small area, was emitting thick black smoke.

After more than an hour of fighting, the fire was finally put out, but the disgust at the scene has not dissipated.

Zhang Xiaoan stood in front of the ruins with his hands on his hips, his face turning blue and white.

I don’t know which bastard it is, but he has been causing trouble in Wangjiang recently, and it is getting more and more excessive.

This morning, a building of the brewery was set on fire.

This factory is far away from other factories. Even if it is burned down, it will not affect other factories.

This shows that this idiot who lit the fire is here to disgust people!

Wang Wei's face was as dark as a tabby cat. He stood there angrily and cursed: "Damn it! Where did this living King of Hell come from? He hasn't been able to stop for a while. What on earth does he want to do?" ah?"