Skilled in managing a house

The next morning, there was a Taoist temple in Wudang.

Zhang Yu didn't stay overnight at Meng Xing'er's place last night. It was more convenient to leave at night. If he left during the day, he would definitely be exposed.

After leaving the villa, Zhang Yu hurried back to Wudang Taoist Temple and prepared to ask Mr. Pan for help.

But after arriving in the backyard, he didn't see the old man. Zhang Yu had to go find Pan Sheng, "Uncle, where is the old man?"

Pan Sheng is Sun Zhaoyi's apprentice, and given his seniority, Zhang Yu must give a nice shout. Pan Sheng scratched his head, "Old man, which old man?"

"Apart from your grandfather, who else can be considered an old man in this courtyard?" Zhang Yu frowned.

"You're talking about my grandpa. He left yesterday afternoon and said he had something to do and would be back in two days." Pan Sheng said.

"Something's wrong." Zhang Yu was stunned. What happened to this old man suddenly? He nodded and said, "I understand. You can continue to do your work."

Zhang Yu then walked forward, took out his cell phone, and dialed Pan Chonghai's phone number.

Soon, the call was connected, and Mr. Pan's voice came to mind, "Hello, Xiao Yu."

"It's me, old man, where have you gone?" Zhang Yu asked.

"I went back to Panjiaji. Do you have anything urgent to do with me?" Pan Chonghai said.

"It's a bit urgent. The Meng Group is now buying the shares of Jinling Nonferrous Metals and is preparing to swallow them up. My idea is to prevent the Meng Group's acquisition, but there is nothing I can do, so I want to ask you for advice." Zhang Yu said truthfully.

"Stop the Meng Group from swallowing up Jinling Nonferrous Metals." Pan Chonghai couldn't help but groan.

Hearing the old man's tone, Zhang Yu couldn't help but asked curiously: "Old man, it sounds like you heard this?"

"The stock price of Jinling Nonferrous Metals suddenly fluctuated greatly. Even if I didn't want to be particularly concerned, I would still find something." Pan Chonghai said.

"So that's what happened, old man, do you think there's any way to stop it?" Zhang Yu asked.

"This." Pan Chonghai hesitated for a moment, and then said after a long while: "It's hard to say."

"Otherwise, I'll go find you and let's talk face to face." Zhang Yu said eagerly.

"That's fine. When will you arrive?" Pan Chonghai said.

"I'll set off right now, and I'll probably arrive in the afternoon." Zhang Yu said.

"Then I'll wait for you at Panjiashan." Pan Chonghai said.

After hanging up the phone, Zhang Yu immediately went down the mountain and rushed to Panjiaji. The old man came home suddenly, which made Zhang Yu quite curious, especially since he said it was urgent. What kind of emergency could it really be?

Of course, the old man is enigmatic and a business wizard. Basically, it can be said that he is a scholar who knows everything about the world without going out. Therefore, we cannot look at it from ordinary people’s perspective.

The most important thing is that the old man is really capable. Pan Chonghai's answer to Zhang Yu's question was "difficult to say."

The so-called difficulty is not to say that it cannot be stopped. It can be considered ambiguous, but there must be a way.

There was no conversation all the way, and after noon, Zhang Yu rushed to the foot of Panjia Mountain. Asking the driver to wait at the bottom of the mountain, Zhang Yu went up the mountain alone.

Panjiashan is like a tiger dominating the mountain, but it's just bad luck that the mountain is shrouded in bad luck. Zhang Yu promised the old man to take time to come over to resolve the issue, but he was too busy and forgot about it.

He has already made up his mind to resolve the bad luck here later. With his current strength, it is not difficult to do this.

There are cemeteries in front of Panjiashan, and Zhang Yu soon discovered Pan Chonghai at the Panjia ancestral tomb.

Mr. Pan was standing in front of a grave at the moment, his back facing down the mountain. Zhang Yu's footsteps were neither loud nor quiet, and logically the old man should be able to hear them, but Pan Chonghai did not look back and was still facing the tomb.

"Old man." Zhang Yu greeted him as he approached.

Later, he also saw the owner of this tomb. The name "Pan Changye" was engraved on the monument, and he was the old man's biological son.

"Xiao Yu, you're here." Pan Chonghai said kindly.

"Come here, why did you suddenly return to Panjiashan today? It must be a memorial day for the deceased." Zhang Yu said.

"Yes." Pan Chonghai nodded and said, "Today is Changye's memorial day. I came over to see him."

After saying that, the old man's face was full of sadness.

The white-haired man sent the black-haired man away, especially when Pan Changye was pushed downstairs by Pan Chonghai. This kind of sadness was unbearable for anyone. Of course, Pan Changye was afraid that he couldn't help himself at that time.

But there is no clue about all this on the surface.

Zhang Yu couldn't speak out when he was feeling sad. He stood beside the old man and waited quietly.

After a while, the old man said: "Why do you suddenly want to stop the Meng Group from swallowing up Jinling Nonferrous Metals?"

"A little personal matter." Zhang Yu said a little embarrassed.

"You always do things like this sometimes. It's not your own business, but you are keen to help." Mr. Pan said thoughtfully.

"Anyway, I just want to help." Zhang Yu couldn't say that he did it for Meng Xing'er. He quickly got to the point, "Old man, do you have any idea?"

"There are not no ways, but it is unlikely to prevent the Meng Group's acquisition. We can only rely on fate." Pan Chonghai said.

"How do you say this?" Zhang Yu asked.

"It can be seen that the Meng family is determined to win the acquisition of Jinling Nonferrous Metals, and they have also hired help. Jinling Nonferrous Metals should have no advantage in equity. It is impossible to stop it. At most, it will be a decisive battle in terms of chips. With chips The ownership of Jinling Nonferrous Metal will be determined by the amount of the money." Pan Chonghai said seriously.

"I understand this, but we don't seem to have much funds in our hands right now. I'm afraid we can't compete with them in the securities market." When Zhang Yu said this, he shook his head slightly. He also knew that he didn't have the financial resources to compete with others. Hard fight.

"I have 4% of Jinling Nonferrous shares here, although it's not much. But it may be useful during the showdown. Wait, I will let you transfer it to your name." Pan Chonghai said.

"Ah?" Zhang Yu was shocked when he heard this, "Old man, why do you still have shares in Jinling Nonferrous Metals?"

"Because I knew it would definitely rise, I asked people to buy some." Pan Chonghai said.

"I" Zhang Yu's mouth grew bigger and he looked at Pan Chonghai in surprise. This old man must be too powerful.

"Don't look at me like that. This is just for loan, not for you. I don't have much money either." Mr. Pan said.

"I didn't ask for it. I will return it to you after using it. But according to what you said, 4% is indeed a little less. Will it be useful by then?" Zhang Yu said.

Pan Chonghai shook his head, "I just said it, it's nothing more than doing your best and obeying fate. No one knows whether 4% is enough."

"That's true." Zhang Yu nodded and continued: "But it's a lot, and it's better than nothing. Your boss is always so far-sighted. Next time you have such a good deal, please remember to tell me."

"Haha. Easy to talk about." Pan Chonghai smiled and nodded.