Evil Hero

In the next few days, under the leadership of the people arranged by Mr. Li, Li Namin contacted and negotiated with people from relevant departments to formulate a plan for Feiyang Group to enter Jinzhong Province and Pingyuan County. This is a typical black box operation, but it still needs to be done on the surface. In fact, the country will never lack such things, but ordinary people don't know it.

During the Gutian Conference, Mao Taizu realized that there is no absolute equality or absolute fairness in the world. Just as the old man emphasized that the superiors need to ride horses, and the soldiers cannot ask to ride horses.

There are some places that Zhang Yang can't figure out, and he doesn't want to think about it. Anyway, this is the way of the world. Those who have ability can eat and drink well every day, have money, cars, and women. Of course, how much money, cars, and women you have are determined by your ability. No one stipulates that you can only buy one car and one house. It seems that the law clearly states that there can only be one woman belonging to an individual, but it is not clear.

And those who have no ability can only watch others have money, houses, cars, and women. If you have any ideas, you can secretly fantasize about them, but if you really want to put them into practice, you have to be prepared to lose your life.

Zhang Yang doesn't think about these things because he is now one of the few capable people. As time goes by, Zhang Yang is no longer the angry young man who complained about everything five years ago. Now he has begun to enjoy everything he has, including the convenience brought by privileges and status.

On the surface, there is no discord between the three women, especially Huang Ying'er and Li Namin, who no longer have the tit-for-tat relationship as before. As for whether this has fulfilled the wish in his heart, no one knows, but seeing him happy every day, he seems to have no regrets.

Now Li Namin has gone to a certain ministry of the state, and Song Jiajia has returned to her parents' home. Although she has lived with Zhang Yang these days, her parents and brother have not come forward to express opposition. After all, Song Jiajia still wants to get her parents' blessings, and she can't not go back to her parents' home.

Huang Ying'er has said that she wants to leave these days, but Zhang Yang just won't let her leave. Huang Ying'er said that the money earned was not hers anyway, so she stayed with Zhang Yang peacefully. As for whether she really wanted to leave, no one knew.

The biggest advantage of being with a woman is that you can't think of sitting idle for a while. It has been two hours since we left early in the morning. Huang Ying'er took Zhang Yang to stroll from one side of Xidan to the other, and didn't miss any store in the middle. Although they visited so many stores, they didn't buy much. Now Zhang Yang only had a dozen plastic or paper bags in his hands.

Seeing Huang Ying'er walking in front of him with high spirits, like a general returning from a triumphant victory, Zhang Yang gritted his teeth for a while, thinking that this woman fainted three times yesterday and didn't fall asleep until after four o'clock. How could she still be so energetic today? It seems that he needs to work harder tonight.

Going further ahead is Duan Xiuli's shop. What surprised Zhang Yang was that the door of the shop was actually open. The style inside remained the same, and the owner of the shop was still a young woman wearing glasses. After asking inside, I found out that Duan Xiuli entrusted the store to a friend of hers when she left. Duan Xiuli did not charge her a penny for rent. The only requirement was to keep this "Egyptian style" open.

After listening to the girl's words, Zhang Yang couldn't help but sigh a little. It seems that this is a spiritual pure land left by Duan Xiuli. Huang Ying'er knew this story and actually bought more than a dozen pendants with different styles in the store. Just when he walked out of the store, Zhang Yang's mobile phone in his pocket rang. He took it out and saw that it was Song Jiajia who called. Then Song Jiajia told Zhang Yang on the phone that she was with her grandfather and said that her grandfather wanted to see Zhang Yang and asked if he could go over.

Mr. Song wanted to see his grandson-in-law, so he would definitely give him face, so Zhang Yang asked Huang Ying'er to go with him. Huang Ying'er no longer had a hot temper, and she was obedient to Zhang Yang. Naturally, she would go wherever Zhang Yang pointed.

Yuquan Mountain is indeed a royal garden summer resort, with dense pine and cypress trees, green shade and cool breeze. The small building of Mr. Song is similar to that of Mr. Li, both of which are separate courtyards, but it is a little further back than Mr. Li's.

Song Jiajia had already stood in front of the door to greet them early. The soldiers at the door saw the little princess of the family coming to bring people in person, and did not ask much. They just checked the bag in Zhang Yang's hand and put away their guns and let him go.

The bag did not contain the items that Huang Ying'er had just purchased. This was a gift Zhang Yang bought for Mr. Song. Knowing that Mr. Song loved calligraphy and drinking, Zhang Yang spent more than 300 yuan to buy an antique Duan inkstone and 1,100 yuan to buy two bottles of Maotai. You can't come to the door for the first time without anything. It's not noble to come empty-handed, it's contempt.

Song Jiajia obviously didn't expect Zhang Yang to bring Huang Ying'er, but she didn't show her unhappiness. She just felt that this person was too unpretentious. He knew that he was here to see his grandfather, but he had the nerve to bring his girlfriend with him. There is probably no other person like him in the world.

Mr. Song was one of the eleven standing committee members. As long as he doesn't swallow his anger, he will always enjoy this treatment. The family has guards, drivers, nannies, health doctors, etc., but these people usually don't show up in public when they are not needed.

Inside the courtyard, two hundred-year-old pines were covered with green leaves, blocking the scorching sun far away. An old man with white hair and beard sat on a bamboo recliner beside a stone table under the thick shade of the pines. When he heard the footsteps of Zhang Yang and Song Jiajia approaching, his slightly closed eyes flashed with a gleam of light, which paused on Zhang Yang and then disappeared.

Until Zhang Yang and Song Jiajia came up to him, the old man waved his hand slightly, and the old nanny standing behind him, who was about sixty years old, turned around and left quietly.

"Grandpa, this is the Zhang Yang I told you about." Song Jiajia looked like a good girl in front of the old man, and her words became much more gentle when she was angry.

The old man slowly opened his eyes, with a trace of kindness in his eyes: "Well, this young man is quite tall, sit down." Seeing Song Jiajia and Zhang Yang sitting on the stone pier beside him, the old man smiled and asked: "The meal will have to wait for a while, can you play chess, play a game with me?"

Zhang Yang nodded, not modestly saying that he was not good at chess, and of course he would not boast that he was very good at chess. Song Jiajia got up and walked into the small building to get the chess. Seeing that Zhang Yang was not at all uneasy sitting in front of him, Mr. Song couldn't help but nodded secretly in his heart.

Song Jiajia came back soon, holding a very ordinary wooden chess in her hand, which surprised Zhang Yang. Isn't it said that these big men use either jade or rhino horn to play chess?

The old nanny who had just left brought tea, and Mr. Song waited until Song Jiajia and Zhang Yang had set up the chess before moving to sit in front of the stone table. Zhang Yang played the red chess first, which was also a respect for Mr. Song.

Looking at the small pawn on his right hand side moving forward, the old man's eyes flashed, and he touched the chariot on his left hand side. The chariot is the most powerful chess piece in chess. It can be cut horizontally or vertically. It is said that one chariot has seventeen points, which is extremely sharp.

Zhang Yang jumped the horse on his right hand, and the old man played the chariot horizontally on his own soldier. Zhang Yang seemed to be weak at the beginning of this game, but the old man was really sharp. Song Jiajia frowned slightly from time to time while watching from the side.

The cannon in the front, the horse jumped. The flying elephant, the official——

"When playing chess in an unconventional way, the most taboo is the emptiness in the center." The old man's cannon hit the mountain and took a pawn in the center.

The flying elephant, the horizontal chariot. The jumping horse, the chariot——

"Be stable, beware of stealing peaches under the leaves." Zhang Yang played the chariot to eat the old man's horse, and the sword was close to the cannon at the door.

At three o'clock in the afternoon, the two of them left Mr. Song's house. They didn't need anyone to send them off. They took a taxi. Sitting in the back seat, Song Jiajia held Zhang Yang's arm with one arm and smiled foolishly.

"What are you laughing at, like a fox that stole a chicken?" Zhang Yang asked puzzledly.

Song Jiajia pouted her lips, still unable to suppress the joy on her face: "Wow, you are really amazing. You passed the test so easily. Do you know what my grandfather said about you?"

Zhang Yang tilted his face and asked: "What did he say?"

"He said that in the past 20 years, no one dared to beat him three times in a row in chess. If you dare to let him go, he won't let me go with you today." Song Jiajia's tone was obviously happy, and she leaned on Zhang Yang and chattered.

Zhang Yang said softly, thinking, what do you know? The old man was very dissatisfied with his son's joining the Qin family, but now he let his son do it himself and generally stopped caring about the affairs of the younger generation. Judging from the fact that the old man called him to the study room to talk after dinner, Song Jiajia's father Song Peiheng might have a big deal in Jinzhong Province, and the old man has already started to arrange for him to be transferred out of Jinzhong.

The old man hinted to Zhang Yang that when Feiyang Group entered Jinzhong, it would be best to grab a few coal mines. Is there no meaning in this? No matter what channel the old man got the news that Feiyang Group was going to enter Jinzhong, it was enough to show that Mr. Song did not rest at ease.

"It is said that it is good to enjoy the shade under a big tree, but in the final analysis, the iron must be hard. Otherwise, why would people plant a big tree with hard work for you to enjoy the shade? Xiaoheng still doesn't understand this truth."

"The girl from the Sun family is very talented and has done very well during this period." The old man said the last sentence and smiled at Zhang Yang: "You are thoughtful and strive for a high degree of autonomy."

Sure enough, they are all smart people. When Zhang Yang came out of Mr. Song's room, he felt cold sweat on his back. It was difficult to hide his thoughts from these old foxes.

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