Rebirth of the world Xiaolong

Chapter 432

As a daughter, it is normal to protect her dad.

Jiang Zhihao smiled without admonition.

Because he knew that he could do this kind of thing himself, because he had done it once. Even when he had an asset of 100 billion yuan, he would definitely eat at least one meal with his family every day. If he really couldn't accompany him that day, he would have two meals together one day in the future.

Even some businesses would rather not be done, Jiang Zhihao must be with his family.

What happened back then made him pay more attention to his family than anyone else, no matter the size of his business, it was the same.

As for whether others believe it or not, whether they can understand it, it has nothing to do with him.

"By the way, my dad said he would come to see me in a few days, and then he would call me fourth aunt and fourth aunt, let's have a meal together." Shao Anlan said.

"Okay, when my third uncle comes back, please tell me in advance and ask your brother-in-law to prepare more orders. His cooking is delicious, and he is even better than the chefs in the hotel!" Zhong Jiawei said.

"Really?" Shao Anlan said: "Then we eat at home at noon?"

Zhong Jiawei looked at Jiang Zhihao, and Jiang Zhihao nodded with a smile and said, "Then tell me what you want to eat, I'll buy it now."

"I want to eat meat!" Shao Anlan shouted.

"I want to eat Wellington steak. Will Brother Jiang make it?" Zhu Meizhen asked with a bit provocative taste.

Such dishes are usually found in large and high-end restaurants. Not to mention ordinary families, even smaller Western restaurants are not visible because they are too troublesome to make. And even if you know the steps, you may not be able to do it well.

However, Jiang Zhihao nodded and said, "Yes, then you guys can play in the store. I'll buy ingredients and then pick you up together."

While Jiang Zhihao was heading to the vegetable market, Ji Zimo sat on the seat of the cafe, listening to the secretary's report with an ugly face.

"They still disagree to sell the ancestral temple, saying that it is something left by the ancestors and cannot be sold." The secretary said.

"It's already 180 million, and they are still unwilling to sell it? Are these people too greedy!" Ji Zimo said in a deep voice.

The secretary smiled bitterly, hesitated, and then said, "I think it is normal for them not to sell it. Because the ancestral temple is equivalent to the ancestral tomb for the Chinese people. Due to the taboos of the Chinese people in this regard, no one would be willing to sell the ancestral tomb. The main reason is that it is not nice to say it, and it makes people stab the backbone."

"What a shit, it's because they didn't give enough money! They don't want to sell because they want to ask for more money. I don't believe it anymore. Can you still not buy anything if you have money?" Ji Zimo stood up from the seat and said with anger: "Let's go, I'll talk in person!"

In the past few days, he has asked his secretary to talk to the Gao clan with money many times.

From Gao Hongzhong to other Gao clans, I brought them back and talked about them all together, but no matter how much money they paid, they just didn't want to sell them.

Not to mention 180 million, even if you give 300 million, they will ignore it.

This made Ji Zimo very discouraged. He thought that giving such a small piece of land was enough to buy more than 100 million, but he did not expect that the progress of things was much more difficult than expected.

He could no longer hold back and had to go out and negotiate the matter himself, otherwise where would he put his face?

The secretary on the side sighed in his heart. The chairman still doesn't understand what the Chinese people think in this regard. Is this something money can solve?