Chapter 105: After becoming king

Chapter One Hundred and Five

Standing at the door was Xu Yong, smiling respectfully: "Mr. Zhuo."

At this time, Xu Yong's posture was very respectful, completely devoid of the awe-inspiring and contemptuous attitude of the day he first arrived.

Zhuo Bufan is standing in the ring, and he is only eighteen years old. It will not be a problem to surpass his uncle in the future. Xu Yong knows himself, and now he and Zhuo Bufan are not in the same class at all.

"Mr. Zhuo, the day before yesterday you came to the hotel because I did not entertain you well. I plan to arrange the best presidential suite for you. Look..." Xu Yong was humble, and only hoped that Zhuo Bufan would not hold grudges.

Zhuo Bufan shook his head and smiled: "No, I will leave Blue Valley and return to Jinzhou tomorrow."

"Okay, I'm bothering you." Xu Yong sighed inwardly, and after exiting the door of the room, he hurried to the office on the top floor of the hotel.

Sitting in the office is a middle-aged man in his early forties, wearing a very orthodox suit, "Ayong, how is it?"

"The day before yesterday, Mr. Zhuo came, I want to make friends with Qin Yecang. I ridiculed him a few words and arranged an ordinary room for him. It is estimated that he had no chance to make friends. He rejected my proposal to change the room." Xu Yong was eclipsed.

The middle-aged man is Xu Yong’s father, Xu Ji, frowning and said: “You are not at a high level. I should have used this kind of thing, but you know that other members of the Xu family are watching closely. You want to stay in Xu’s family again. Furthermore, I can only find the noble person, find a chance to visit Mr. Zhuo."

Xu Yong sighed deeply and nodded.

Three days after returning to Jinzhou, Zhuo Bufan entrusted the refined Yang Yuan Dan to Long Geyue and asked her to turn the corner to Elder Long, and immediately began to practice in retreat without even attending classes.

On this day, Zhang Bingye and Chen Hongmeng both rested. Zhang Bingfu and Li Baihe took Zhang Xiaoyu to their home as guests. In addition, there were some elders and cousins ​​of the Zhang family.

"Second Uncle, you are a celebrity now, and you have moved to a new home. Unfortunately, the home in this family is still the same, and you won't change it." Li Baihe showed contempt on his face.

Zhang Bingye’s house is a two-story duplex house allocated by the company. It is a public property that will be taken back in the future. Today is a day to congratulate the new home. All the relatives of the Zhang family are here.

During this time, Zhang Bingye became Jiang Beiya's former Poinsettia, and the elder relatives of the Zhang family came to flatter them. They used to flatter Zhang Bingfu, but now Zhang Bingfu fell out of favor and was a little unacceptable, so Li Baihe liked to sarcasm.

Zhang Bingfu laughed and said: "After all, my second brother has just been promoted, and the house has been so grandiose to give someone a handle, but these homes are really for the New Year. If my second brother is short of money, just talk to me."

Zhang Bingye said with a cold face: "I'm used to it, and I don't need to change to a new one."

Chen Hongmeng followed up with a haha, but Zhang Xiaoyu couldn't laugh alone. She hadn't told her parents what happened in Langu City.

Zhang Tongtong’s sister-in-law curled her lips and said: “Second brother has become a celebrity in front of President Jiang. My husband wants to work in a company under the Budo League, and the second brother will not help either.”

Since Zhang Bingye was promoted to the director of the company, these relatives have sent things over to ask him to do something, but Zhang Bingye hasn't helped any of them, and the relatives who got him have been quite venomous when meeting him.

Originally wanted to flatter him, now it seems that it is better to ask Zhang Bingfu to lend them money.

Zhang Tongtong's grandfather said in a deep voice: "Your second brother has been upright since he was a child. He helped you favor favoritism. Do you still want your second brother's job."

"Isn't it a trivial matter?" The aunt curled her lips and said unwillingly.

Zhang Bingfu was drinking tea slowly, and Li Baihe both showed complacency on their faces at the same time. They were crushed by their second brother a few days ago, and now they finally got their face back.

"Ding Dong!" Suddenly the doorbell rang.

Chen Menghong frowned and said: "The relatives at home are here, who is knocking on the door? Tongtong will open the door quickly."

Standing at the door were a few middle-aged men with big waists and cross-brows, with bodyguards behind them and various gifts in their hands, which shocked Zhang Tongtong.

"Miss Tong."

"Miss Tong."

Zhang Bingye frowned instantly. The people at the door were not easy to see. There was even Ye Beiliang who knew Jinzhou Beicheng. He had dealt with Ye Beiliang because of his work.

Zhang Bingfu looked at the 30-year-old man with a gold chain and quickly got up and walked over. He lowered his eyebrows and said, "Brother Dong, why are you here?"

"Oh, Afu..." Dadong glanced at him, "I came to see Miss Tong, are you her?"

"I'm his uncle." Zhang Bingfu said, his mind couldn't turn around.

These people are all bosses who dominate the world, so why would they come to see themselves as a niece who is still in high school.

"It turned out to be your niece, why didn't you say it earlier." Dadong patted his shoulder vigorously, and then smiled: "You won't have to pay the security fee of the gold shop in the future."

"Really?" Zhang Bingfu was overjoyed. He paid hundreds of thousands of protection fees to Brother Dong every year, distressed tightly, but why all this.

Everyone gave everything in their hands to Zhang Tongtong, and then came in to visit Zhang Bingye, "Director Zhang, Mrs. Zhang, I am Ye Beiliang from Shengxu Trading. We have met each other."

"Director Zhang, Mrs. Zhang, I am Liu Dadong from Dongfeng Shipping."

"Director Zhang, I am from Blue Valley City, Mrs. Zhang, and my name is Black Panther."

Why did the people from Langu City ran over? Zhang Bingye looked at Grandpa Zhang with a blank face and shook his head, indicating that he had no contact with these people.

Finally, one person clung his hands and said: "Director Zhang, Mrs. Zhang, I am the Jinhu of Chu Tianye. God can’t come over today because of something. He asked me to prepare a gift. I know that Director Zhang has just moved to a new home. A mahogany furniture store in Italy has customized a set of mahogany furniture, and I will send it in the afternoon."

The antiques, jewelry, or calligraphy and paintings that other people gave were all worth millions of dollars.

Zhang Bingye, Li Baihe, and other relatives of the Zhang family were stunned. They couldn’t speak from ear to ear. These local forces didn’t even buy the face of the factory manager. Although Zhang Bingye was promoted, he became a celebrity next to Wu Yin in the martial arts alliance. But far from the status of these people, they will not come to curry favor with Zhang Bingye.

Only Zhang Xiaoyu bit her silver teeth and did not speak. She knew that these people were all because of Zhuo Bufan's face, just because Zhuo Bufan called Zhang Tongtong's little sister.

Ye Beiliang, Black Panther, Liu Dadong, Jin Hu, and others only think that Zhang Bingye will be Mr. Zhuo’s father-in-law in the future, and now they don’t flatter, when are they waiting.

After giving the gifts, these people left directly, Zhang Bingye and Chen Hongmeng looked at each other blankly.

As for other relatives, they look at Zhang Bingye's eyes differently. If so many bosses can visit him, they may become a prince on the side.

…

In Feng Tianjiao’s villa, Lian Shijian packed up the tools in the kitchen and was about to clean the living room. He suddenly felt a cool breeze in the living room. The mist, like silk threads, seemed to be attracted by the tornado and gathered quickly. To the back mountain.

Among the dense woods in the back mountain, a young man was actually about three meters away from the ground, sitting cross-legged in the air. The mist in the air seemed to have encountered a huge black hole, and it was constantly pouring into the young man's forehead.