"Director Zhang is the youngest and most promising young talent. An authoritative organization has made accurate estimates. The market value of Dream Hall exceeds one billion. I am still an old calendar. The antique market has increased significantly in the past few months."

Liu Damaoling introduced everything else, and no one could understand what it meant, but the word "1 billion" could be heard. This young little five children have one billion?

What is a billion?

Ten million, one hundred, one million, one thousand, one hundred, one hundred, ten thousand, ten thousand, ten thousand.

An average family in Shangjing Village has an annual income of about 10,000 yuan, which means that the whole family has to work for 10,000 years before it can be as rich as this young man.

Money is more lethal than power in the eyes of ordinary people, and instantly transfers his admiration for Zhang Shidong.

When Zhang Xinhua and Zhang Xinlan looked at Zhang Shidong again, they were like looking at a pile of hundreds of yuan bills, and they wanted to go up and grab a handful of bills on him.

Zhang Yiqing originally wanted to call someone, but when she saw that her brother didn't respond, she just bowed to the two old men.

Zhang Shidong looked around for a while, but when facing Zhang Xinmei, he raised a smile on his face and said lightly: "My father has something to say. I am a son. No matter whether you like to listen or not, I can't pretend to be able to live by just being able to live by just being able to live by just being able to live by me. Blood ties cannot be erased, but it is a bit difficult to make me, a person who already has the ability to think duli, suddenly accept a group of strangers."

"Don't blame me, don't hate me. There must be such a person who stands up and be a villain, otherwise you think my dad can say anything in this situation. I don't care about money, but no one can come up to catch it. People are always selfish, and they will divide their relatives and relatives. Someone will distribute things. Don't compare how much they get. Whether it's a box of cigarettes or a piece of meat, it's all empty, right?"

"Some people will say that I am too unreasonable and do not care about my affection. I just cut off a person's finger here. Why do you do if you don't want to recognize your relatives? Here I will declare that when I come back, I recognize only what I want to recognize. Don't try to provoke my bottom line. I will not spoil anyone. What I am willing to give is that I think you are my relatives. When I don't want to give, don't treat me as a fool. Anyone can scrape a layer of oil on me. For so many years, only I have scratched oil from others. No one can take advantage of me. If you don't believe me, you can try it? Xiaoqing, you and Lu Cheng go up and warm up."

If Zhang Shidong's words were put before, no one would listen, and even if he heard them, someone would stand up and hurt him. But now there is no one. Even Zhang Xinhua and Zhang Xinlan remain silent, and they asked for power to get Liu Damao Leng. The people who asked for money had money, and the people who wanted to bring more than 20 bodyguards. They dared to cut off the fingers of the person when they took action. Director Ma didn't even ask questions. Such a person could not be provoked, but he really couldn't be provoked.

Remote mountain villages also have the benefits of remote mountain villages. Their legal awareness is relatively weak. When they see Ma Kuiyong, few people think of a bigger place to say something. The five tigers whose fingers were cut off have no awareness and they sniffed their teeth into their stomachs.

With Zhang Shidong's words at the bottom, he was full of the image of the evil man, and all the bad feelings were placed on him alone. From Zhang Jun to Kong Mei to Zhang Yiqing, he received good person cards from everyone, especially when they distributed gifts one by one, and with comparison, everyone felt that these three people liked each other. On the contrary, the rich young master was not very good. Isn't it just a good father? Otherwise, you can't afford to be so crazy? You are the evil young man, can't you avoid you?

Zhang Jun and Kong Mei both watched their son walk out of the yard through the window, with unbearable guilt, letting their son bear the infamy and relieve their pressure. As a parent, they are really not qualified.

Zhang Yiqing smiled at her parents, giving them confidence and not letting her brother’s efforts be wasted. In this environment, the initiative is in our hands. We just think that it is an ordinary relative to visit and a relative who wants to recognize her. No matter what she does, no one will say anything. All the infamy is carried on the brother.

Zhang Xinmei frowned and quietly left the room, catching up with Zhang Shidong outside the yard: "Xiaodong..."

Zhang Shidong turned around and smiled, not calling anyone, but his attitude was much more kind than facing others.

Zhang Xinmei walked up to him and sighed: "You kid, really, why bother?" After saying that, she seemed to want to silently Zhang Shidong's face, but she hesitated for a few times but didn't dare to really reach out.

"I'm fine, by the way, there are some gifts here. I'll send them to you at home. Remember, this is my gift to you, don't just give it to others."

Zhang Xinmei was not stupid either. She could feel the boy's coldness towards the rest of the family. It seemed that the hatred that should have appeared on Xiao Wu extended to him: "Why, this child is all a family."

"Someone didn't regard me as a family. If I didn't come back like this today, would there be the current scene? I don't think so, at least there will be more sarcastic people." Zhang Shidong took out a precious gift from the Hummer, which was a set of three gold coins. In the countryside, this thing is more popular than any famous luxury goods. Zhang Xinmei waved her hands repeatedly and refused, and was stuffed into her arms by him.

Zhang Xinmei looked around and saw that no one noticed her. She took out a red envelope from her arms and stuffed it into Zhang Shidong's hand: "Hold it, the aunt is not very capable, and she will meet her head. This is my little intention. And..." Embarrassment and embarrassment appeared on her face: "All these girls are your friends? Aunt really..."

I really have no money, and what I said at home doesn’t count. Five hundred yuan is the limit she can take. Zhang Shidong and Zhang Yiqing, and one thousand yuan, she still doesn’t know how to explain to her husband how to give away living expenses.

Zhang Shidong solemnly took the thin red envelope. He thought the 500 yuan was heavier than anything else. He just met. He heard that his parents had sent a lot of red envelopes, all of whom were elders, so why didn’t others react? This is not a question of who has money and who has no money, but a question of whether they respect or not.

"Thanks."

Zhang Xinmei smiled happily. Simple people often have a clever and delicate heart. She can understand Zhang Shidong's ideas. It is not a matter of money, but a concern for this affection. People who don't care about the Zhang family's money and Zhang family's meeting gift.

"Ma Er, let the RV come in, the chef bring it here, let's cook."

Zhang Shidong took the ten girls with a few red envelopes in his hand, not even a piece of candy or a melon seed. When Wuhu was surrounded by Zhang Jun, he quietly walked to the east end of the village. On the way, he saw a motorcycle pulling Wuhu to the town for bandage and didn't say anything, so he gave Ma Er a look. Ma Er, who was calling from a distance, immediately understood. After calling, he went into the house and found Ma Kuiyong from his family and asked him to call and arrange for someone to see Wuhu's hands in the town.

Another old man from the Zhang family lived in his eldest son's house, which was his former home. Now he has been renovated and is the best family in the village besides Li Changshui's house. A villager had long seen his whereabouts and told the remaining four tigers. Zhang Jun also got the news. Looking at his parents' sad face, he said calmly: "Xiaodong has much more knowledgeable than me in dealing with problems. There is a suitable place for him to go there. I can't hate him, but I can't help but hate him. There is always someone to go there."

Zhang Jun really wants to say, I want to tell everyone that my son is not what you think. He is a real hero, a hero of this country. He is a general, a general worshipped by countless people. Not what you think. But he cannot say, some secrets that are not secrets, not in front of everyone. In guilt, Zhang Jun straightened his legs on the kang and leaned back. With a son, he has nothing to think about, just enjoy life as much as possible. Don’t waste your son’s heart in a pretentious way.

Old, really old.

This is the first time. Zhang Junfu is old and feels that he has no need to work harder, and there is a successor.

After an epiphany, Zhang Jun became different. I had a good son in the future. I had something to ask for and what I couldn’t let go. Facing my relatives, I would be like what I should be, what level I could do, and what level I could do. Hatred can be, but why should I put it on my face?

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At the east end of the village, the tiger's house.

When the four Big Hu brothers looked at Zhang Shidong with fear, he brought ten girls into the Zhang family.

At the head of the kang, with a cane, a thin old man was sitting. The TV in the house was playing. The old man had no expression on his face. He did not show any surprise when he saw Zhang Shidong coming in, and he still stared at the TV blankly.

The stubborn old man, even if his adopted son entered the hometown of Rong, still ignored him. Since he was like that, he would not ask for a change of mind today and would not put his old face on him.

Zhang Shidong sat down on the chair inside the house, and the ten women walked around and left in front of the old man.

"I won't say if, I guess you have never thought about it. You are a smart person and a very personal person. For this reason, I claim to be your junior and you will not lose your share, and you will not suffer any loss."

Sihu walked in, afraid that the demon would do anything to the old father. When he saw him sitting there talking, he stood aside and listened quietly.

"I don't want my dad to come back, I don't want him to feel uncomfortable. As a son, you always have to do something more than a father. If you cut a finger, forget it, I won't ask you to take revenge if you don't hold a grudge. If you have the heart, I can play with you at any time. My dad can live depends on you. Even though it's just a sparse thing, someone has to give it to you. I don't think you can keep this child at the beginning. It's so cruel. I don't have much ability. I can earn two coins to save ordinary people. You are not a super high person in the world.
Chapter completed!