Chapter 446: Zheng Guan Selects His Successor

After a night's rest, Ermao put a mask and sunglasses on Mr. Zheng and drove him to Zheng's house the next day. Except for his somewhat stiff movements, he was no different from any other pedestrian on the street.

"Why don't you rent a car and send it over?"

Yan Ruyu didn't want to waste time walking. Time was more precious than anything else. She could solve several problems in the time she spent walking.

"Renting a car is a waste of money, and I've already drawn the talisman, I can't let it go to waste!"

Ermao was making a lot of noise, but in fact he just wanted to drive corpses. The opportunity to drive corpses openly was a rare opportunity, so he definitely couldn't miss it.

Yan Ruyu curled her lips. If she had known this earlier, she would have stayed at home to solve the problem. Brother Damao must have figured it out long ago, so she wouldn't have accompanied them to Zheng's house.

The Zheng family didn't live halfway up the mountain, it was a bit far away, and it took them an hour to get to the Zheng family.

Yan Ruyu ate three cones of ice cream on the way, but she was still sweating from the heat. She swore that she would never accompany the stingy Ermao to chase corpses again. If he did, she would be like a dog.

It was around ten in the morning, and the Zheng family's door was locked. Ermao rang the doorbell, and someone quickly came running out. Seeing that it was a strange child, the servant hesitantly asked, "Who are you looking for?"

Ermao took off Mr. Zheng's sunglasses and mask, and the servant recognized him immediately and shouted in surprise, "The master is back!"

Soon, a graceful old lady came out and said with a smile, "Didn't you say you would stay inland for a while? Why are you back so early? Is your business going well?"

Mr. Zheng didn't say anything. The servant noticed something was wrong. The master's face was so blue that he looked like a zombie, but she didn't dare to say anything for fear of being scolded.

The door opened, and Mr. Zheng walked into the living room with a clatter, passing by Mrs. Zheng without even glancing at her.

Mrs. Zheng noticed something was wrong. They had a good relationship and every time her husband came back from a business trip, he would take the initiative to tell her about what he saw and heard outside. But today he was so abnormal, something must have happened.

Until this point, she had never thought that her husband had passed away.

She looked at Ermao and Yan Ruyu in confusion. Both children were very beautiful, with clear eyes. They must be from good families. What was their relationship with her husband?

And where is Special Assistant Zhu, who has been with my husband for twenty years? Why didn’t she come back with him?

"Mrs. Zheng, I am a government official from the inland area. I have been ordered to escort Mr. Zheng's body back home. Please inspect it!" Ermao said solemnly.

"What did you say? Say it again, what happened to my husband?"

Mrs. Zheng thought she had misheard. How could it be a corpse?

My husband clearly just walked in by himself. If he was dead, how could he still be walking?

"Mr. Zheng has been dead for twenty days. He suffered a heart attack and passed away despite medical treatment. Special Assistant Zhu was there the entire time. Mr. Zheng requested that his death not be made public, so the organization sent us to secretly escort Mr. Zheng home. Let me introduce myself. My ancestors were corpse drivers, able to help those who died in foreign lands walk back home on their own."

Ermao introduced himself solemnly and mentioned Assistant Zhu. Mrs. Zheng had already tried her husband's breath and found that it was indeed a corpse.

She covered her face and cried, and waited for the news of her husband's death with joy. It was like a bolt from the blue, but fortunately, her husband's death was not made public, and she had time to deal with the company's affairs.

"Mrs. Zheng, Mr. Zheng left a will at the law firm. Special Assistant Zhu knows the details. He will be back as soon as he finishes his business inland. Also, my brother calculated for Mr. Zheng and found that the 18th of next month is an auspicious day. Burying him on that day will ensure the Zheng family's prosperity for a hundred years. My brother is a master of Yixue and his calculations are very accurate."

Ermao finished explaining everything and was about to leave.

"Little...comrade, wait a moment!"

Mrs. Zheng had already wiped her tears. She called Ermao and told him that it was popular in inland areas to call people "comrade".

She went upstairs and wrapped two red envelopes, giving them to Ermao and Yan Ruyu. She also said, "There are many things going on at home right now, so I won't keep you two here any longer. When the Zheng family's affairs are settled, I will hold a banquet to thank you two and your brother. Please be sure to come then."

Mrs. Zheng wanted to make friends with them because they were so talented at such a young age. Moreover, she wanted to thank them for traveling thousands of miles to send her husband's body back home.

"As long as we are still in Hong Kong, we will definitely attend."

Ermao didn't say he was dead, but his brother said that one must leave room for maneuver when speaking, and don't mention he was dead, as it will be easy for others to find fault with him.

Mrs. Zheng saw them off to the door, then promptly called her children to come home. She hadn't been out for a long time. She and her husband had started a business together and built up their current industry. Later, she gradually returned to her family and handed the company over to her husband and son to manage, but she had always been paying attention and was not a complete novice.

So now she has the confidence to ensure a smooth transition of the Zheng Group, and she also has the confidence to lead her son to take the Zheng Group to a higher level.

Ermao and Yan Ruyu took a taxi home. They opened the red envelope and found two checks inside, each for 100,000 yuan.

Mrs. Zheng is quite generous as she spent 200,000 yuan.

"for you."

Yan Ruyu handed the check to Ermao. She said that corpse-carrying had nothing to do with her, she was just out for fun.

"Please keep it for me. I need money from you."

Ermao stuffed all his checks into Yan Ruyu's pockets. He spent money without counting, often spending lavishly in the first half of the month and tightening his belt in the second half. However, after he listened to his brother's advice and gave his money to Yan Ruyu for safekeeping, he never lacked money again.

"Okay, I'll go buy stocks later."

Yan Ruyu didn't hesitate and put the money away. She would definitely buy stocks when she arrived in Gangcheng. She did some calculations and decided to buy a few dark horse stocks to make a small profit.

Aunt Luo said that people should not be too greedy. It is okay to make a small profit. Making too much money will easily attract hatred.

The taxi had just arrived at the door of his house and had not yet stopped when Damao came out, opened the door and got in the car, asking the driver to go to Zheng Guan's place instead.

His mother brought a gift for Wu De's godmother, and he wanted to deliver it to her and enjoy the big meal prepared by Wu De's godmother at the same time. He hadn't eaten it for a long time and missed it very much.

Damao called Wu De last night and said he wanted to have lunch. Wu De went to buy groceries early in the morning and was busy in the kitchen.

The years have not left too many marks on him, except that he has become more stable and elegant. Wu De is now a well-known director in Hong Kong. He has made few films, but the quality is very high, and each one is a box office hit. The film company that Zheng Guan invested in to make him happy has now become one of the three giants of Hong Kong's film and television industry and is making a lot of money.

Zheng Guan came back from outside and brought a few boxes of curry. They had run out of curry at home, so he went out to buy some.

Time has also left no trace on him, and he looks less gloomy and more peaceful than when he was young. In the past, Zheng Guan could scare children to tears when he walked on the street, but now when he goes out, children dare to ask him for food.

"Are those people in your gang still making trouble?" Wu De asked with concern.

"Don't bother with them. If they make too much noise, just kick them out."

Zheng Guan spoke in a calm tone. He was able to kill all the uncles and aunts who opposed him in the past, and he would not be merciful now.

Wu De poured the curry into the soup, stirred it a few times, covered the pot and simmered it. He advised, "They are right to worry. Why don't you listen to them and choose a successor from among the young people to reassure them."

The best successor is of course Zheng Guan’s biological child, but he cannot give birth to one, and Zheng Guan is unwilling to find another woman to give birth to one. He feels that the Zheng family’s blood is not clean and there is no need to pass it on.

Zheng Guan’s gang is now the largest in Hong Kong. As the leader of a gang, he has no descendants, which is a big taboo.

Therefore, the brothers in the gang were all uneasy and asked Officer Zheng to choose a successor, otherwise they would feel that the gang had no future. These people were brothers who had followed Officer Zheng through thick and thin and had a high status in the gang. Their disturbance caused the gang to become unstable and some of their men were even poached by other gangs.

"People's hearts are hidden in their stomachs. Even if we do a good job on the surface, I can't guarantee that the successor we choose will treat us the same way as before."

Zheng Guan expressed his concerns. He had actually started thinking about a successor a few years ago, but he couldn't find a suitable one after much searching, so it had been delayed until now.

He is not afraid of anything else, but he is worried that his successor will become more powerful and will be detrimental to Ade, so this successor must be chosen carefully.

Wu De's eyes suddenly lit up. "We can ask Damao to help us choose. Xinxin said Damao's physiognomy is very good. Call the candidates you like and let Damao help you look at them. There will definitely be no problem with his selection."

Officer Zheng pondered for a few seconds and agreed.

After all, those people were brothers who had followed him to build his empire, and their demands were not excessive. He didn't want to take ruthless action unless it was absolutely necessary.