Rebirth I Am a Chaebol In Korea

Looking further down, another local news from Jeollanam-do in early 2015 was displayed on the mobile webpage.

Prosecutor Zhou Moo-il, Deputy Chief Prosecutor of the Seoul Metropolitan High Prosecutors Office, attended the Zhou Clan Association in Naju, Jeollanam-do, his hometown.

Judging from the photos, this clan meeting was held in a very shabby manner.

This shows that Zhou Wuyi is the Zhou family of Naju, Jeollanam-do, and Zhou Wenhai knows it well.

Rested overnight in the roof house in Tongjak District. Early the next morning, at dawn, Zhou Wenhai drove from Seoul to Naju City in Jeollanam-do.

The total population of Luozhou City is only a little over 100,000, and the Zhou family has always enjoyed a great reputation in Luozhou City.

Zhou Wenhai drove to Songyuedong under the guidance of passers-by. The first person he visited was a middle-aged man from the Zhou family in Luozhou who worked as a civil servant at the grassroots level of Songyuedong.

"How come I've never heard your name before?"

The two came to a coffee shop, and after Zhou Wenhai revealed that he was also a descendant of the Zhou clan in Luozhou, the middle-aged man asked.

"My parents passed away when I was young, and I was adopted by a Korean couple working in China. My parents once told me that I am a descendant of the Zhou family in Luozhou."

Zhou Wenhai replied with nonsense that he had thought up in advance.

"Really?"

The middle-aged man did not believe Zhou Wenhai's words.

"I want to meet the patriarch. I wonder if you can introduce me."

After speaking, Zhou Wenhai took out two large envelopes that he had prepared in advance from his pocket and handed them to the middle-aged man, "I'll leave it to you."

Each envelope contained one hundred 50,000 yuan banknotes.

"What are you doing?"

The middle-aged man said with embarrassment on the surface.

"I just want to meet the patriarch, please."

Zhou Wenhai learned on the Internet that the predecessor of the Zhou family in Jeolla Province was gradually evolved from some Ming Dynasty people in the north who migrated to the Korean Peninsula after the Qing army entered the customs. That is to say, these people are basically from the Ming Dynasty. offspring.

"Okay, I'll take you to meet the patriarch."

The middle-aged man accepted Zhou Wenhai's generous gift.

"But how do you write your name in Chinese characters?"

In the car, the middle-aged man asked.

"Writing is the writing of culture, and the sea is the sea of ​​the sea."

"Oh." The middle-aged man was thoughtful, "Then it seems that you are a literate person?"

"yes."

Zhou Wenhai answered casually.

"I'm from Xingzi generation. According to your seniority, you have to call me uncle."

"yes."

Zhou Wenhai replied with a smile.

"You know that prosecutor Zhou Wuyi?"

"Yes, I know."

"According to seniority, he has to call you uncle and my father."

Zhou Wenhai smiled knowingly, he didn't expect that his seniority was a generation higher than Prosecutor Zhou's.

The two came to Aizu while talking and laughing.

The home of the patriarch of the Zhou family is an old-fashioned Hanok building. There is a gazebo in the yard. An old man over eighty years old is sitting on a deck chair in the gazebo to enjoy the shade.

Zhou Wenhai tidied up his clothes, and he knocked on the door.

"who is that?"

A woman's voice came from the yard.

"Auntie, it's me, Xingcai."

The middle-aged man replied loudly at the door.

After a while, an old lady with a broom in her hand came over and opened the courtyard door.

"It's Xingcai, but who is this?"

An aunt who was about the size of a middle-aged man stood at the door and asked.

"This is Zhou Wenhai, he is my nephew according to seniority."

"Hi, I'm Zhou Wenhai."

"Oh, come in."

The aunt let the two of them into the yard, and the middle-aged man brought Zhou Wenhai to the gazebo. He bowed deeply to the old man in the gazebo and said:

"Master Patriarch, are you in good health?"

The old man knew who it was from the voice, but he didn't open his eyes immediately. He lay on the recliner and swayed back and forth gently.

"Xingcai, what's the matter with you here?"

the old man asked slowly.

"Yes, this is Zhou Wenhai, a literate man. He said he wanted to see you on something."

As he spoke, the middle-aged man signaled Zhou Wenhai to take a step forward to speak.

"Hello Patriarch, I'm Zhou Wenhai."

Hearing Zhou Wenhai's words, the old man opened his eyes, and he tilted his head to look at Zhou Wenhai.

"Are you also a descendant of our clan?"

"Yes, after my parents passed away, I was adopted to Huaguo. I just returned to China not long ago. I heard from my parents that I am a descendant of the Zhou family in Luozhou, so this time I came here to visit the patriarch. you."

"What's your father's name?"

Since he is from the generation of Xing, Zhou Wenhai thought it through in his head and replied: "My father's name is Zhou Xingguo."

"Zhou Xingguo? I don't think I've heard of this name, so what's your grandfather's name?"

"Master Patriarch, my grandfather passed away before I was born, so I don't know what my grandfather's name is."

"I don't know your ancestors, how do I know if you are from our clan."

The old man closed his eyes again and said.

Zhou Wenhai glanced at the middle-aged man, and the middle-aged man tactfully said: "Master Patriarch, Wen Hai is from the Literary generation, and his father is from the Xingzi generation. I think he must be from our clan."

The patriarch was silent.

Zhou Wenhai took out a check that he had processed earlier from his pocket, "Master Patriarch, this is my little sympathy for the clan."

The old man slightly opened his eyes and looked, "What is this?"

"This is a small donation from me to the clan, a Hana Bank check for 300 million yuan."

As the saying goes, money can turn ghosts, Zhou Wenhai used his ability to make money.

The old man's eyes widened immediately, and he asked in a trembling voice, "You said it was for the clan?"

"yes."

300 million yuan, the young man in front of him donated whatever he wanted. Even Zhou Wuyi, the most promising prosecutor in the Luozhou Zhou clan, has only donated a total of 10 million yuan to the clan over the years.

"Master Patriarch, Wen Hai's kindness is enough to prove that he is a member of our clan."

At this moment, the middle-aged man just wants the patriarch to accept the 300 million yuan check as soon as possible.

After a long time, the old man said: "Okay, I will record your contribution to the clan."

In short, in this day and age, blood is not important anymore, what is important is that everyone has common interests to reap.

"Thank you, Lord Patriarch."

Zhou Wenhai put the check in the patriarch's hand respectfully.

In the evening, Zhou Wenhai invited all the relatives of the Zhou clan in Luozhou to have dinner in the hotel. Doing so would make him a member of the Zhou clan in Luozhou.

"Wen Hai, you are really young and promising."

During the dinner, the middle-aged man applauded.

"Thank you for the compliment."

Zhou Wenhai's humble attitude throughout the whole process won the favor of the patriarch and other elders in the family.

"Wen Hai, let me introduce you. This is the father of Prosecutor Zhou Wuyi."

The middle-aged man brought an old man over sixty and said.

"Yes, hello uncle."

"What's your uncle? He's your peer."

The middle-aged man laughed loudly.

"Wen Hai, you can just call me Brother Wenxiu."

Prosecutor Zhou's father also laughed.

"Yes, brother Wenxiu."

After the banquet was over, Zhou Wenhai temporarily prepared two large envelopes when everyone else had dispersed, and he handed the envelopes to Prosecutor Zhou's father in front of the middle-aged man.