I'm 16 years old, what's wrong with my combat power exceeding 100 million?

The moonlight is like water, and the sky is dotted with stars.

The bright moonlight and flashing neon lights intertwined together, reflecting a colorful night sky.

On the street, all kinds of passers-by were coming and going, including business elites, white-collar workers, running deliverymen, and stumbled women handing out small cards...

Downtown, Wansheng Building!

Zhang Han was looking at the busy people below from the window of the 98th floor building, and a strange emotion arose in his heart.

Once upon a time, he was also an ordinary person who was inconspicuous among all living beings.

Live a life of feasting, feasting and drunkenness every day.

It wasn't until he met Benwei that his life changed from ordinary to extraordinary.

"Nascent Soul!"

Zhang Han murmured, thinking about it now, it still feels extremely incredible.

He rose from a useless person who was unable to practice to the realm of the Nascent Soul that almost everyone in the world dreams of.

And all of this was just created by his elder brother Benwei.

The wine in my hand becomes more and more flavorful as I drink it, and the scenery outside the window becomes more charming as I look at it.

It is said that people are in high spirits during happy events. Zhang Han only felt that the whole world was brighter and more colorful than before.

"I want the moon in the sky and frost on the ground. I want a white girl to warm my bed..."

At this moment, a cell phone ringing interrupted Zhang Han's thoughts.

"Son, where have you been?"

The phone was connected and a rich voice came.

The owner of the voice is none other than Zhang Han’s father, Zhang Zheng!

Chairman of Wansheng Group, a famous real estate owner in Xiangcheng.

"In Wansheng Building!"

Zhang Han responded simply.

"I'll go home and discuss something with you."

Zhang Zheng's slightly heavy voice came from the other end of the phone.

"Okay, I just have something to discuss with you."

The Zhang family's family business is all concentrated on Zhang Zheng. As for Zhang Han, apart from occasionally asking his father for pocket money, he has no real property to his name.

He wants to convince his father to merge all the properties under his name into a bigger and stronger group, and then take off completely under the leadership of his good brother Benwei.

When Zhang Han rushed home, it was already twelve o'clock in the middle of the night.

"Master, I'm waiting for you in the study."

A maid had been waiting at the door early. When she saw Zhang Han, she stepped forward and said respectfully.

"Okay, I get it."

Zhang Han walked through the corridor, walked through a garden, and walked along a bluestone path before arriving at the study.

The study is not big, only seventy or eighty square meters.

It is filled with a dazzling array of books and various antiques and famous paintings.

The bookshelf is covered with potted plants, which not only shows the ancient charm but also adds a bit of vitality to the study room.

A piece of sandalwood is burning slowly, and the rising smoke envelopes the entire study, giving it a sense of dreaminess and confusion, and giving people a sense of tranquility and concentration.

A slightly stout, middle-aged man wearing a formal suit with a semi-bald forehead was sitting at his desk, sorting out the company's financial documents and statements.

This person is Zhang Zheng.

"sit!"

Seeing Zhang Han, Zhang Zheng rubbed his eyebrows and asked him to sit down.

"Dad, are you dealing with company affairs again? Tell me, you are already quite old, can't you take a break and enjoy a few years of happiness?"

"Just leave these things to professionals."

Zhang Han sat on the bookstore in a nonchalant manner, glanced at the documents piled nearly half a meter high in front of Zhang Zheng, and couldn't help but feel a buzzing pain in his head.

"If your father and I don't take advantage of my abundant energy to save more wealth for you, how will I be able to waste your family in the future?"

Zhang Zheng took a sip of coffee and cursed with a smile.

"Your son is not what he used to be. He is no longer the prodigal son he was before. You can't always look at me with the same eyes."

Zhang Han strongly protested against his father's ideas.

"Oh, could it be that my son has recently learned some new ways to spend money?"

Zhang Han only felt that he had suffered a critical blow of [-] points in his heart.

"Dad, your impression of me is too traditional and stereotyped, and it's deeply ingrained."

"Yes, your son was indeed in trouble before, but people will change. At least I have now found a way to invest and make money, and it can take my Zhang family to the top of life."

"Is this what you're telling me tonight?"

Zhang Zheng narrowed his eyes slightly and said with a surprised look on his face.

He knew very well what kind of temper Zhang Han was.

Instead of doing business, he made a lot of friends.

Every day I either go drinking and singing, or I go to the Foot Washing City for massage services.

He spends a lot of time and money, and is never interested in or concerned about the business world.

Now, he has actually learned how to invest and make money, and he even talks wildly about taking the Zhang family to the top of their lives!

Although his investment will make money, there is a high probability that he will lose money.

But the old father was quite pleased that his son was determined to do something serious.

"Tell me what project you are looking for. If you need my support, I will try my best to satisfy you."

When Zhang Zheng thought about it, considering his son's urine, even if he wanted to invest in something, it would probably be a small deal.

Even if I take a bigger step, it's nothing special.

With the size of the Zhang family, even losing tens of thousands of dollars is just a piece of cake. It should be a lesson for Zhang Han to grow up.

"Dad, so you agree?"

"Well! If you are determined to do something serious, how can you not show your support and support as I do?"

"Tell me, what project did you find?"

Zhang Zheng took a sip of coffee and smiled.

Zhang Heng organized his speech, and then said: "Dad, it's like this. Recently, I met an older brother while drinking, and then my older brother established a new group. The name of the new company is Da Da Qiang. I want our Zhang family's industry to be bigger and stronger." , all merged into Da Dao Strong, as a subsidiary of Da Dao Dao.”

As soon as the voice fell, a puff was heard.

The coffee that Zhang Zheng was drinking spurted out, staring straight at Zhang Han.

What the hell?

A new big brother you met while drinking?

Newly formed group?

Why do you want to merge the family business into this group as a subsidiary?

He originally thought that Zhang Han would be a prodigal, and if he could lose tens of millions, he would be unstoppable.

Who knew that he was targeting the entire Zhang family's assets.

Even his pension money and coffin were not spared. This was completely unbearable.

At this time, Zhang Han was still describing the prospects for his father.

"Dad, you have to believe me. After the Zhang family joins a bigger and stronger group, they will definitely have a broader prospect and future. What will a small Xiangcheng be by then?"

"Our goal is the sea of ​​stars."

With every word Zhang Han said, Zhang Zheng's face darkened.

In the end, it turned into the color of pig liver.

"Evil son...!"

"Why did I give birth to a bastard like you?"

"It's just a matter of partying and drinking all day long. Cultivation is also a waste. I finally thought you were going to do something serious, but you want to wipe out the Zhang family!"

Zhang Zheng, who has always been well-educated, was so angry that he started swearing.

"If you dare to mention this matter again, believe it or not, I will clean up the family directly and pretend that I never gave birth to a son like you."

Now, he no longer thinks about supporting his son's career. He really wants to beat him to death!

Facing the furious Zhang Zheng, Zhang Han couldn't help but retort in a low voice: "Dad, you are not necessarily my opponent now. I'm afraid it will be a bit difficult to clean up the family."

"boom……"

As soon as these words were spoken, it was like adding fuel to the fire, and a burst of blood rushed straight to Zhang Zhengtian's spiritual cap, making his eyes turn red.