Chapter 2 main task: Take back the sister-in-law!

"I must let the Lord of the Plutocrats recognize my identity and know my talents..."

"Only by obtaining resources and obtaining the first pot of gold!"

Chen Daojun quickly clarified the plan.

My cheap father, Chen Yunji, is a weirdo. He was born in a chaebol family, but he doesn't love money and power. He only wants to make movies and engage in art. He married a wife who is also a movie star. The status of movie stars was low in the era. In fact, even in later generations, the status of movie stars in the cold country is not high, and it is incomparable with the status of actors in Daxia.

In order to marry this wife, my father had a falling out with the family, and was even thrown out of the family inheritance tree.

"Heng Jun, Dao Jun, today is grandpa's birthday, and the whole family is here. Our family hasn't attended a family banquet for many years. You two should be more honest!"

Cheap mother Lee Hae-young said.

She was a movie star, now in her prime in her thirties, and she looked amazingly beautiful.

"Got it, Mom."

The eldest brother Heng Jun said that he is Chen Daojun’s biological brother, two or three years older than him, and he is not interested in the chaebol family. He inherited his father’s blood, prefers art, and likes making music the most.

Soon, the car drove to its destination.

It is the mansion of the chaebol Chen's family, Qingxinzhai.

Qingxin Zhai covers an area of ​​several hundred acres, which is about the size of a university campus. In Seoul, where every inch of land is expensive, the emperor usually does not overdo it.

With towering walls and high eaves, it is a traditional Han-style building complex, imitating the architectural style of the Ming Dynasty. In terms of standard specifications, it is one level lower than that of the Ming Dynasty. After all, they were the sons of the Ming Dynasty at that time.

Dozens of security guards in black suits stood guard at the gate.

The security guard in the suit saw the Chen family's car coming and quickly notified:

"Family No. 4, 4-0, 4-α, 4-1, 4-2 are all here, open the door and report."

The chaebol family has strict rules. The family has hundreds of servants and bodyguards, and the group headquarters has thousands of close officials and employees. They cannot call members of the chaebol family by their first names, only by code names.

4. Represents Chairman Chen's No. 4 successor.

- The following 0 represents the heir himself, and α represents his spouse. The sequence number after - represents its children.

The copper-colored gate opened, and dozens of security guards bowed and saluted respectfully.

Class, respect and order, let Chen Daojun, who experienced this kind of situation for the first time, shouted awesomely. The only experience of being bowed down in his previous life was to go to Haidilao.

All the way forward, there are people who bow respectfully all the way, not daring to lift their heads.

The chaebol Chen's family gathered in the grand hall of Qingxin Zhai.

The No. 1 family is the family of Chen Yongji, the eldest son of the chaebol. They have a son, Chen Xingjun, who is ten years older than Chen Daojun.

The No. 2 family is the family of the second son, Chen Dongji, with a daughter.

The No. 3 family is the family of the youngest daughter, Chen Rongji, and her spouse is a prosecutor in Seoul.

This large family is surrounded by an old woman in traditional clothes, who is the wife of Chen Yangzhe, the chairman of the chaebol.

The whole family chatted and laughed happily, surrounded by the mother and the old lady, asking for warmth, and there was a sense of harmony on the surface.

It's just that the whole family ignored Chen Daojun's family. Chen Xingjun, the grandson of the chaebol, was sixteen or seventeen years old, and his eyes were extremely arrogant, and he didn't even look at them.

After all, family No. 4 is an illegitimate family, and has been expelled from the house without any threat or value.

No wonder the eldest grandson Chen Xingjun's eyes are higher than the top, because according to the traditional rules, the inheritance of the chaebol family is passed on to the eldest son and eldest grandson.

Their family is the future emperor.

Chen Daojun knew them better. Later, Chen Xingjun married his sister-in-law when he grew up. However, this time I am here, so I don't have your share.

"Pretend to be a fart. In this life, not only the sister-in-law is not yours, but the entire chaebol is not yours. In the future, I will be a beggar at most!"

Just at this time...

"President Chen is here!"

shouted the guard at the door.

Several black tiger-headed Mercedes Benz filed in at an extremely fast speed, and each car was trotting along with four bodyguards.

The car stopped, and the bodyguards in black suits stood in two rows next to the car in the middle, and opened the door...

An old man got out of the car.

The old man was wearing a well-tailored suit, wearing glasses, combing his hair meticulously, and his body was slightly bent, but his eyes had the look of a wolf watching a wolf, and the corners of his mouth slightly turned down showed a kind of coldness that could not be tolerated by anyone. The temperament of people questioning and refuting.

It is Chen Yangzhe, chairman and chairman of Shunyang Chaebol Group.

"Snapped!"

All the bodyguards around stood still and bowed!

Chen Yangzhe walked like the wind, with his hands behind his back, and the whole family got up to say hello.

Even the family members are afraid of the elders of their own family, and even the husband of the No. 3 daughter, the son-in-law of Chen Yangzhe, the prosecutor, is trembling with fright.

Chen Daojun was a little shocked, this old man's temperament is really not covered!

Just looking at the temperament in his eyes, he is a f*cking generation of heroes!

From a fisherman's child, he started from scratch and developed into a conglomerate chaebol worth tens of billions of won. He is entrenched in the entire cold country and controls the lifeline of the entire country. How can he be a simple person?

"Hahaha!"

"It's rare that the whole family is here to attend my birthday banquet, Chen Yang Zhe, sit down!"

Chen Yang Zhe smiled, he took his seat first, and then the family members continued to take their seats.

"Father, congratulations on your 60th birthday. My son specially bought a set of Ming Dynasty calligraphy and painting from Huaxia. Please appreciate it."

The eldest son, Chen Yongji, handed over a painting of flowers and birds, which was an authentic painting purchased from the territory of Daxia at a great price.

"oh?"

"well!"

President Chen Yangzhe was very happy. It is rare for his son to be filial and know how to do what he likes.

"This is a celadon vase from the Goryeo period that I prepared for my father..."

Next, the second son and the youngest daughter were presented with expensive gifts, all of which were priceless antiques. One piece costs at least hundreds of millions of won.

When it came to Chen Yunji, Chen Daojun's father, it became very embarrassing.

What the sons and daughters in front gave were priceless treasures...

And he, Chen Yunji, has no money!

He carefully prepared an out-of-print movie film collected abroad, and when he handed it over, Chairman Chen's face was filled with frost.

In the era of 1987, no one was optimistic about movies like this. Especially in the chaebol family, it is regarded as playing with things and losing one's ambition.

"Hey Yigu, Yunji, it's rare for Dad to celebrate his 60th birthday, so you will give me a broken disc?"

The second son Chen Dongji said sarcastically.

The whole family laughed.

Even Chen Daojun's big brother felt hot. Indeed, compared to the expensive gift from Uncle and Aunt, Dad's gift was too shabby.

The eldest grandson, Chen Xingjun, also smiled arrogantly, and said in his heart: What a bumpkin family.

The whole Chen family had different expressions.

Chen Daojun's father, Chen Yunji, looked embarrassed. He had no money, but he worked hard to prepare the gift. This is a rare disc!

"Take it back."

Chen Yangzhe took a spoonful of kelp soup for his birthday and said with a blank expression:

"Your gift, take it back!"

Chen Yunji was startled, his face was full of sadness.

Father, still does not accept his family.

The other members of the Chen family all looked at the joke with cold eyes......

Chen Yunji stretched out his hand, wanting to take the disc from his father Chen Yangzhe.

At this moment, a childish voice sounded from the end seat of the long table.

"Grandpa, this gift prepared by father is not without value, on the contrary, it is priceless."

Suddenly,

All eyes were on the tail seat of the long table!

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