Starting from the Zhang family of the stolen pen to start the disco therapy

Both parties are willing to cooperate.

The conversation that followed was much more harmonious.

Yin Xinyue listened to Zhang Qiyuan wishing her and Master Fo a baby soon. Although she was happy, she always felt something was wrong.

If you think about it carefully, it’s not enough to say that I hate it, but it’s even more impossible to like it.

What a weird guy.

The most appropriate view is fear.

Yin Xinyue came to the same conclusion as his father.

"Xinyue, go to the kitchen and urge them to cook. The chairman always loves to eat. Don't make any mistakes."

Yin Xinyue's beautiful eyes turned, knowing that he wanted to discuss something, she would not interrupt without knowing the tact, and stood up decisively: "Okay, this is the chairman's first visit, I must entertain him well."

She has captured the style of the hostess.

Zhang Qiyuan pondered for a moment and realized that he didn't bring any gifts. He watched Yin Xinyue leave and turned to Zhang Foye and said, "I don't think I brought any gifts. Can I give you one later?"

Zhang Foye believed that he would not do something rude like asking for gifts, but Zhang Qiyuan's reaction made him seem like he was being petty.

"No need. The chairman personally coming to my house is already a great honor to me."

Zhang Qiyuan sighed. It seemed that Zhang Qisan was still concerned. He said to himself, "I'll give you a string of small-leaf red sandalwood to control your evil spirit. It will also be good for your wife and children."

Master Zhang Fo looked at the bracelet that Zhang Qiyuan suddenly conjured up. Each bead was engraved with a golden symbol.

After taking the bracelet, Zhang Foye rubbed it and found it felt good, giving him a sense of calm.

"Chairman, are you implying that I am unlucky in marriage and children?"

Zhang Qiyuan blinked his eyes: "Isn't it obvious? Didn't Qi Tiezui tell you? I thought you knew that you were unlucky in this year and it would harm yourself."

Master Zhang put on the small-leaf red sandalwood necklace and said, "Old Eight, you didn't tell me in such detail."

Zhang Qiyuan crossed his legs and leaned back on the sofa: "Qi Tiezui's ancestors must have a relationship with the Zhang family."

Zhang Foye raised his eyelids, his eyes sharp: "Has the chairman found out anything?"

Zhang Qiyuan felt the knife-like gaze of Master Zhang Fo: "Tsk, I didn't check anything. He himself said that he would not tell fortunes for people with Qilin tattoos."

Moreover, our ancestral teachings say to ask for destiny.

Just for this reason, Zhang Qiyuan didn't believe that the Zhang family, who had always been pursuing immortality, had not found Qi Tiezui's ancestor to ask for divination.

I guess something went wrong because the divination failed.

That's why this rule came into being.

"What is your purpose in coming to Changsha? As far as I know, Chairman, you have not been active in the country for a long time." Zhang Foye's narrow eyes were half closed, and he stroked the marks on the beads with his fingertips, and said in a low voice.

Zhang Qiyuan tilted his head and smiled slightly, curled his toes, and said with a little emotion: "Yes, the country is too chaotic, and the Zhang family has too many businesses, so I also need to work."

This trip to Changsha was a mission assigned by Zhang Haike.

Master Zhang's eyes were as sharp as torches, and he had already gotten the answer he wanted from Zhang Qiyuan's words: "Jie Jiuqi is very smart, and it's not easy to negotiate business with him."

Zhang Qiyuan went to Xie's house once.

"Well, it's not just the Jie family, the Huo family is not honest either." Zhang Qiyuan has been waiting for so many days, but there is still no news from the Jie family and the Huo family. They are probably just waiting and watching.

Very good, Huo family.

The common enemy of Zhang Qiyuan and Zhang Foye appeared.

The two looked at each other, and Zhang Qiyuan spoke first: "Does the Huo family have a decent successor?"

For a moment, Zhang Foye couldn't grasp Zhang Qiyuan's unpredictable mind. After thinking it over again and again, he still felt that he couldn't let Zhang Qiyuan do anything extreme.

"Huo Sanniang's niece."

Zhang Qiyuan hummed: "Well, I heard that she likes Dog Wuye?"

Zhang Foye was stunned for a moment, not understanding why the span of his thinking was so huge.

From murder to gossip, from executioner to matchmaker...

"She and Lao Wu can't be together."

Zhang Qiyuan can see through it. The fifth brother has a clear mind and will not be with the women of the Huo family.

The women of the Huo family are all ruthless and unkind. They may be attracted to him out of love, but love is not as good as the position of the head of the family, the power and money that can be obtained...

There are many that cannot compare.

The fifth brother, on the other hand, values ​​feelings very much.

Perhaps, Lao Wu will give her a hand and help her become the head of the Huo family and gain a firm foothold.

Zhang Qiyuan agreed and said, "The Huo family is full of femme fatales. Master Gou Wu is born in the year of the dog, so he will resent this kind of people."

He spoke in a serious tone. Zhang Foye closed his eyes. Although the meaning was right, the words sounded strange.

Hey, how come the Zhang family has such an outlier?

Zhang Foye glanced at the wall clock and said, "Chenpi invites you to pick up Lama. Do you want to agree?"

Zhang Qiyuan whistled: "Of course I have to agree. Since I came to Changsha, I have only been looking for cats and dogs to play with, and I haven't done anything serious yet."

Zhang Foye played deaf and dumb, pretending not to hear Zhang Qiyuan's nonsense.

"Do you have any plans?"

Zhang Qiyuan smelled the aroma of food, stood up and waved his hand: "Don't worry, I'll arrange everything for you, we'll talk later, let's eat first."

Master Zhang Fo knew that Zhang Qiyuan was a foodie and had tried all the delicious snack shops in Changsha. Master Gou Wu's men ran around Changsha all day long, buying all kinds of food and drinks.

"also."

"It has to be done even if it's not possible." Zhang Qiyuan glanced back at Zhang Foye, "I'm hungry."

The restaurant's layout has a bit of a mix of Chinese and Western styles.

Zhang Qiyuan took a seat and looked around. The decorations were all very exquisite, very similar to the Zhang family's aesthetic.

"You have a lot of good things at home."

Zhang Foye, who had just sat down, looked up at Zhang Qiyuan and said, "If the chairman likes it, you can choose whatever you want."

"So generous, it seems your family is very wealthy." Zhang Qiyuan glanced at Yin Xinyue who was sitting down, then looked at Master Zhang Fo, and said with a smile, "If you are going to get married, you can't be a spendthrift, or your wife will make you sleep in the study."

Before she could even say a word, Yin Xinyue was teased:...

Zhang Foye and Yin Xinyue looked at each other helplessly. Yin Xinyue said shyly, "The chairman is really a joker. Xinyue hasn't even entered the door yet."

Zhang Qiyuan looked at Yin Xinyue's flushed cheeks and said, "Tsk tsk, are you embarrassed about this?"

"Chairman, come and try this hair braised dish." Zhang Foye didn't want his fiancée to be teased, especially by Zhang Qiyuan, a guy with a very different way of thinking, so he brought up another topic.

Hair louver, whitish in color, as thin as a hair.

It is a traditional Hunan delicacy. It tastes extremely crispy and tender, and combines salty, fresh, spicy and sour flavors, with a very rich taste.

Zhang Qiyuan ate a few bites and thought it was good: "Your family's cook is quite good."

Pork elbow with sauce, crispy duck with sesame seeds, stir-fried pork with pepper, fish head with chopped pepper, steamed preserved meat, double-flavored vegetarian wings...

With a wide variety of delicious dishes in front of him, Zhang Qiyuan's appetite was whetted. He ate while praising the chef.

Eat and drink to your heart's content, and your lips and teeth will be filled with delicious flavor.

Adhering to the attitude of being soft-hearted, Zhang Qiyuan did not argue with Zhang Qisan. He just listened to what he said and responded from time to time.

Zhang Foye looked at Zhang Qiyuan who was lazily leaning against the pillar and threw down the fish food. "Chairman? Do you have anything to add?"

"If we split our troops into two groups, our strength will be too dispersed." Zhang Qiyuan thought about the opponent's plan and set up a confusing formation to make it difficult for the enemy to distinguish their strengths and weaknesses and split them into two groups.

This will indeed cause suspicion and division in the enemy.

But there is one thing, Zhang Qiyuan doesn't quite believe in Zhang Qisan's abilities.

He had watched the TV series The Lost Tomb and vaguely remembered that the protagonist in the series kept falling into traps and seemed to be useless.

"You can't lead the team. I don't trust your ability." Zhang Qiyuan walked down the stairs. "Although you are arrogant and think that you are a Qiongqi, and your bloodline is no worse than that of a Qilin, but..."

"Things that have been passed down for thousands of years just make damn sense."

Master Zhang Fo turned around and looked at Zhang Qiyuan. The courtyard was brightly lit, illuminating two pairs of dark eyes.

"What do you want?"

Zhang Foye did not agree with what Zhang Qiyuan said, but he did not want to argue with Zhang Qiyuan.

"I'll deal with Jude Kao first, and the rest will be the internal fighting among the Nine Sects."

"Where's Lu Jianxun?"

"That's something you should consider, you can't ask me, Master Zhang."

"..."

Zhang Qisan always felt that there was an indescribable weirdness in Zhang Qiyuan's calling him Zhang Dafoye.