Starting from the Zhang family of the stolen pen to start the disco therapy

The Zhang family’s newly built high-tech skyscraper.

Zhang's rooftop.

CEO's office.

Zhang Qiyuan walked through the corridor and looked at the chairman's office in front of him. He pushed the door open and saw that it was completely bare, with nothing inside.

"Why is my office so empty?" Zhang Qiyuan pushed open the door of the president's office. "Xiaoke, it seems that nothing has changed here."

Decorative ornaments, familiar atmosphere.

Zhang Haike watched Zhang Qiyuan sitting on the sofa skillfully. He stood up and flexed his wrist: "Will you work in here?"

"Ah, that won't happen." Zhang Qiyuan answered frankly.

Zhang Haike sat opposite Zhang Qiyuan with a cup of coffee in his hand: "Why do you suddenly want to recruit clubs?"

Zhang Qiyuan did not give a direct answer, but asked another question: "How many red envelopes did you give to the police station this year?"

Zhang Haike raised his eyebrows, he seemed to understand something: "Since you have this idea, why not send a few..."

"No, the society doesn't need special talents." Zhang Qiyuan now understood why. The Zhang family had not cooperated with the society before. They were no longer used to cooperating with ordinary people.

It can be said that his eyes are too high.

Even Zhang Haike has this tendency.

Zhang Qiyuan turned the ring on his hand: "Zhang Haike."

"Here!" Zhang Haike said that being called by his full name was really scary.

Especially those who call you by your full name are sensible.

Zhang Qiyuan raised his hand, and the perfectly cut gemstone sparkled: "Expensive gemstones and ordinary stones are actually equally valuable."

"But Chairman, you like collecting gems the most." Zhang Haike suddenly paused as he spoke. Gems are for collection, so they are expensive.

What about the stone?

Zhang Haike smiled slightly: "It's been such a long time since we last met, the chairman has started to beat around the bush."

This is pointing to him!

Stones are ordinary people among the vast majority of people.

There are few gems, and their formation requires all kinds of bizarre hardships such as magma cooling, geological changes, chemical reactions, etc. before they can become shining gems.

Stones can be found everywhere, are formed in a variety of ways, and undergo a series of natural carvings such as volcanic weathering, but their uses are even more extensive.

"Stones are the cornerstones and gems are the embellishments. Chairman, we understand the principle, but it is difficult to do it." Zhang Haike shrugged. It is difficult for ordinary people to express admiration for a stone.

Even if it is praise, it is just a tall building made of a pile of stones...

And these compliments are also very practical!!

Zhang Qiyuan also went through a period of time when he was obsessed with vanity, but when the gorgeous curtain was lifted, what he needed most were often the simplest things.

"Do you know why gemstones are so rare?"

Zhang Haike understood that Zhang Qiyuan was hinting at why it was difficult for the Zhang family to give birth to a Qilin child. He leaned forward slightly and asked, "Is it because it is rare that it is expensive, or is it because it is expensive that it is rare?"

Zhang Qiyuan did not discuss this topic, but instead began to philosophize: "The word expensive is itself defined by humans."

At the level of rules, there is no substantial difference in the contest of Tao.

The two avenues of water and fire are completely equal. Who will win depends on how well the guy in charge of this avenue has practiced.

Zhang Haike intuitively felt that Zhang Qiyuan was denying some of his existing cognitions, but his head hurt a little, and he felt that his worldview would explode after hearing this.

Zhang Haike asked cautiously: "Is what you said something I should know?"

"Tsk, I didn't tell you anything." Zhang Qiyuan was silent for a while. He suddenly realized that during the time he was traveling outside, he might have lost some of his interpersonal skills.

Humans don't usually talk about this stuff.

Although it is a bit philosophical, it is not a necessity for normal people.

Zhang Qiyuan began to carefully sort out the manual of human behavior: "Xiaoke, I went to see Zhang Qisan. He has been busy with archaeological research in Guangxi recently."

Manual Article 198: Follow the plot and develop conversations around the characters. Add your own opinions when necessary.

Zhang Haike also knew about this. He nodded and said, "It is estimated that the plan may be officially launched next year. The older generation will gradually age, and he will also be afraid."

That’s why we desire immortality.

"Then wait." Zhang Qiyuan asked casually, "Where is the official?"

Zhang Haike stammered, "Um, that, the clan leader, he..."

"Is he suffering from amnesia?" Zhang Qiyuan calculated the time and realized it was almost time. The only thing he was worried about was, "Was the situation critical at that time?"

With the time hourglass, Zhang Qilin can roughly understand the current situation, which at least will not let him be completely in the dark.

At least he could choose to trust Black Glasses.

"They were involved in the Vietnam War at the time, but Hei Xiazi was reliable enough to have the clan leader blow the bone whistle and find the clan members in time." Zhang Haike recalled the scene when the plane landed and the clan leader was pushed out. "If the Zhang family wasn't so powerful..."

Zhang Qiyuan smiled slightly: "What if the Zhang family doesn't have a small official?"

Zhang Haike was silent for a moment, and finally said: "The Zhang family cannot be without a chairman. This is the most important thing."

Zhang Qiyuan looked at Zhang Haike steadily: "You have been with me for so many years, do you have a premonition?"

"It's not a premonition, Chairman. You never hide anything." Zhang Haike took a sip of coffee, which tasted a little bitter. "And some things are really strange."

It is not an exaggeration to say that the Zhang family now controls the intelligence of half the world, so Zhang Haike can also find some clues from the information he handles.

The traces of the world's will correction were clearly visible on his desk.

Sometimes he forced himself not to think too much.

"I can't go to Tibet, even now," Zhang Qiyuan said with a smile, "and the same goes for Changbai Mountain."

Zhang Haike sighed: "I have studied the Tibetan treasure tradition carefully, and found that the gift from heaven is not subject to individual will."

"The gift from heaven is..." Before Zhang Qiyuan could finish his words, a thunderbolt came down from the sky with precise outlines. The lightning arc only hit Zhang Qiyuan, and this time the thunderbolt was quite severe.

Because Zhang Qiyuan felt his soul was a little numb.

Damn, why can't I say these two words?

This is discrimination!!

Zhang Haike was somewhat accustomed to the chairman's various problems, but he did not gain nothing. At least the gift from heaven was real and related to the Zhang family.

"Chairman, it's enough to know it in your heart. There's no need to say more."

Zhang Qiyuan wiped his face and tried to calm himself. Humans cannot get angry all the time, as it would be easy for them to die, or be half-dead, which would be even more uncomfortable.

Zhang Qiyuan smiled sinisterly and said, "This thing may be related to the roots of the Zhang family."

Zhang Haike felt uneasy when he heard the chairman's smile. He quickly drank a cup of coffee to calm his nerves. "Let's talk about it later. I'm afraid that if I find out today, the Zhang family will be gone tomorrow!!"

So stop it, Chairman!!!

"Tell me something happy." Zhang Qiyuan also knew that this was not the time to dig deep into the world's secrets, so he could only brush it off lightly.

In fact, he himself knew that he had secretly made up his mind to beat up all the world wills! !

Zhang Haike's mind was working rapidly: "Ah, the potion master you've been waiting for is born, sis, Dumbledore went to see him in person, what a happy family."

Zhang Qiyuan sneered: "Don't worry, it won't be long before happiness ends."

"Hehe, you don't have to be so harsh with your words!" Zhang Haike felt that Zhang Qiyuan was completely sick. He was clearly looking forward to the arrival of the potion master, but he said such things.

Zhang Qiyuan vowed: "The suffering of genius comes from the environment and from oneself."

The male protagonist in a cool novel must first be suppressed before he can bounce back to a higher level! !

Two years later, Zhang Haike suddenly received a letter from Phoenix. Dumbledore said that the family of this young potion master was bankrupt, his father was an alcoholic and violent, and his mother was self-indulgent...

As a last resort, Dumbledore took the little Potion Master to the potion shop.

Anyway, it was left by Zhang Qiyuan for this kid.

So, little Snape began his journey to conquer potions at the age of four.

I still remember Zhang Qiyuan when he was four years old, playing with mud, skipping school, throwing tantrums, and setting fires...

People and dogs are indeed different.

After the New Year, 1962 arrived.

Looking at the fireworks that covered the entire sky with one shot, Zhang Qilin, who had regained his memory, was silent for a long time. No matter how much time had passed, fireworks were still as attractive to Zhang Qiyuan as smoking.

“Why not carve your name on the fireworks?”

Facing Zhang Qilin's question, Zhang Qiyuan looked up at the fireworks bursting out with three large characters of Zhang Qilin in a rotating rainbow color: "This is the exclusive treatment for the clan leader."

"This is the Chinese version, there is also a Tibetan version, a German version, and an English version..."

Zhang Qilin wisely chose to keep his mouth shut. It was obvious that this was where his temple gate was built. Where the sculpture stood, these fireworks were stored there!!

As for Zhang Haike's character, it must be put together with the arsenal! !

Zhang Qilin: ...Every time I go home, I make new discoveries.

Zhang Qiyuan looked at Zhang Qilin's calm profile and asked, "What enlightenment did you get after losing your memory this time?"

Zhang Qilin continued to look at the fireworks in the sky, his eyes calm: "A Yuan, the meaning of the Zhang family's existence."

Zhang Qiyuan was shocked: "Huh? Is there still a reason for the Zhang family to exist?"

Zhang Qilin closed his eyes and picked up the topic: "But you changed the meaning of this."

"What a strange description, young official, your academic performance is not good enough." Zhang Qiyuan kept talking, "Did Master Zhang let you off the hook?"

That little bit of warmth disappeared.

Zhang Qilin patted Zhang Qiyuan's shoulder as usual: "I am the clan leader."

This was said as a joke, but the weight behind it does not diminish at all.