Am I the only one who didn't ascend?

Chapter 175 Negotiations broke down instantly
This Zhang family's family banquet, which was not too rich in content, was held in a wing of the small courtyard.

Naturally, there is another cave in the wing room. When you walk in the door, you can feel a biting cold wind blowing against your face, and there is a scenery of ice and snow all around.What followed was the blazing heat brought by the stove placed in the center of the room.

The blend of ice and fire is just a small background carefully created to allow guests to feel the scenery of Molin.The core of the room is a stove imitating the mountain fire of the Holy Mountain of Molin, as well as the black ice of the Holy Mountain in the pot.

The cost of such a frozen pot each time is as high as thousands of soul leaves, not to mention the high-priced fresh-cut meat imported from Molin... Shi Yue only took one look at the pot, and his eyelids twitched wildly.

But today’s topic is obviously not frozen pot.

After simple family greetings, Zhang Fuhong took the lead in getting down to business.

"In addition to our Zhang family members, there are also several distinguished guests today, so in order not to waste their time, let's get straight to the point. At the next family gathering and when we worship our ancestors, I will carry incense into the temple. "

As he spoke, he even took the initiative to explain the meaning to Wang Luo on the side: "It means recognizing me as the heir of the family."

After these words, all the Zhang family uncles were obviously sulky, but no one was willing to stand up and reprimand Zhang Fuhong for his "frankness".Even Zhang Yu just laughed and said, "You don't have to be so impatient, Fu Hong."

However, a person from Yueyang asked: "Are you Zhang family so straightforward in everything you do?"

Zhang Fuhong glanced at him and said: "If you want to say that we nouveau riche are barbaric and ignorant of etiquette, you can just say it directly, there is no need to beat around the bush."

The Yueyang man smiled slightly: "We are not the Zhang family."

Zhang Fuhong snorted coldly: "The Zhang family's business has grown in scale in the past two years. When I met the Yueyang people before, they behaved more like the Zhang family than the Zhang family."

Then he explained to Wang Luo considerately again: "My father built the family business into Stone Street. Before the Shangcheng District grew, the people in Yueyang always regarded us as rich people in the slums. We were extremely arrogant and rude."

Wang Luo reminded: "Your words are also discriminating against local entrepreneurs in Stone Street."

"Uh, sorry, haha." Zhang Fuhong smiled naively, "Brother Wang, the pot is boiling, let's try the unique skills of Xueshuanglou first, and give my father and the others some time to think about it."

Zhang Yu had no intention of taking his time to think about it. Before today's meeting, he had already made a decision in his mind.

"Fu Hong, in the past few years, I admit that I have been biased against you, and the three brothers are not evenly matched... But on the one hand, you should admit that it is your hidden clumsiness over the years that has made me always I misjudged your potential. On the other hand, my selfish bias should not be an excuse for you to stir up conflicts within the family."

Zhang Fuhong ignored it, but enthusiastically gave Wang Luo a few pieces of fresh meat in his bowl, a spoonful of broth filled with five elements of spiritual power melted by Xuan Bing, and sprinkled with Molin's specialty spices.

His movements and gestures were enthusiastic but not humble, as if he were entertaining familiar friends.Wang Luo also thanked him seriously, and then helped Shi Yue scoop out a whole bowl, which made the girl feel flattered.

After finishing the bowl of fresh meat and soup, Zhang Fuhong chuckled and turned his eyes back to his father. "Dad, I just want to get the family inheritance rightfully. Do you have to use two reasons to refute me? In your opinion, it is treason to let my son, who is obviously the most talented, capable and lucky, inherit the family business?" "

After saying this with a smile, Zhang Fuhong's voice gradually turned cold.

"Actually, I didn't expect you to really reverse your prejudice against me. In your opinion, I was just lucky enough to hug someone named Lingshan Mountain Lord, and then stabbed me in the back at the critical moment. He killed his own father, and then even more eagerly launched a counterattack. Haha, it’s not wrong to think so, but let’s be realistic, dad, if I hadn’t stabbed him in the back in time, the Zhang family would not have even a little room for mediation in Shijie. Yes. You probably haven’t walked much on the street recently, right? Is it because you have inconveniences in your legs or because you don’t want to be scolded too badly by the neighbors? "

The intensity of these words was a little too much. Not only did Zhang Yu lose his temper, but even the people in Yueyang couldn't help but laugh.

An elder of the Zhang family couldn't help but stood up and reprimanded: "According to you, you betrayed your father and rebelled against the clan, and instead became a hero?"

Zhang Fuhong smiled and said: "If my father gives up his position as the head of the family to me now, I guarantee that at least he can become a hero."

"You are dreaming!"

Zhang Fuhong sighed: "Yes, such beautiful things can only happen in dreams, so I made a special trip to arrange a dinner to see if there is a chance that the dream will come true. To be honest, the Zhang family is already very happy now. It’s dangerous. Most of my father’s expansion in the past relied on the strong support of Bolan Village, and the basis of cooperation between Bolan Village and the Zhang family no longer exists. Then, father, tell me yourself, is it possible for the Zhang family to withdraw now? ?So many cooperations that have been carried out, how much money have we trapped in? The Zhang family is nominally the richest man in Stone Street, but if the expected benefits cannot be obtained, how much of the current debt can we repay? Carrying such a heavy burden, we will charge inertly. , and without the protection of Bolan Village, don’t you understand what would happen to the Zhang family?”

Zhang Yu remained silent.

At this time, it was Yueyangren who put down his chopsticks and spoke softly: "We at Fenglou are willing to cooperate with the Zhang family and share their worries."

Zhang Fuhong raised his eyebrows: "Oh, you are the Feng Tower in the seventh floor of Yueyang? That's really disrespectful... Brother, what kind of benefits did you promise others to attract the dignified Feng Tower to support you? Forget it, You don’t have to answer me, I don’t really care, I just want to tell everyone in Fenglou that if you want to cooperate with the Zhang family, it’s better to find me. Although the conditions may not be as favorable as those of your elder brother, there is definitely a guarantee of success.”

With that said, Zhang Fuhong started to promote himself directly in front of his eldest brother Zhang Fulu.

"I know you may not be that familiar with me. After all, I have always kept a low profile in the past. But please believe that under my leadership, the Zhang family will surely burst out with more vitality than before, and we can work with all our partners." Establish a broader cooperative relationship. I wonder if you recognize Duan Ping, the young master of the Duan family in Jinghai, Ziwu country. I talked and laughed with him..."

Zhang Fuhong's words and expressions were somewhat deliberately exaggerated, as if he were provocative.

And sure enough, Zhang Fulu couldn't hold back his temper and scolded: "Don't you rely entirely on Wang Luo!?"

Zhang Fuhong smiled: "Yes, what I am today is all because of my support, but we kids from rich families shouldn't stress about self-struggle, right? Brother, when you were chatting and laughing with a group of elites in Shangcheng District, wasn't it also because of your support? The thigh of the family? Is it possible that it all depends on your own ability? I can hug the master of Lingshan Mountain, but you can’t. This is the difference. "

Hearing this, the Yueyang man shook his head.

"Sorry, just because you have embraced the master of Lingshan Mountain, we Fenglou cannot cooperate with you. After all, unlike Zhuwang people, we Yueyang people really hate the remnants of the old world. disease."

(End of this chapter)