After saying that, he sighed.

He seems to regard it as a great regret in his life.

"Cough! Cough cough!"

Zhang Hou almost vomited blood.

Turning around, he saw Zhang Xian’s lost look, and another knife was stabbed into his chest.

You are really my dear brother!

If you don’t know how to persuade, can you please shut up!

Believe it or not, I will crash headfirst into your car and die with my eyes open!

This is so infuriating!

It took a long time for Zhang Hou to calm down.

"Anyway, thank you for today."

Zhang Hou got out of the car and said.

"It's okay. We all have the surname Zhang. We've been one family for 800 years."

"I'll remember this favor."

Zhang Hou said solemnly.

Zhang Xian didn't care much and waved goodbye.

After all, he couldn't stand what those two people did, so he could vent his anger.

It’s just a pity that the revenge wasn’t cruel enough.

[Congratulations to the host for acquiring 50% of Nanxiang Literature's shares, worth 2.5 billion! ]

Nanxiang literature?

Zhang Xian felt that the name sounded familiar.

Suddenly, he slapped his head and thought: Isn't this the company where Duan Geng works?

He suddenly became alert, and relevant information continued to appear in his mind.

Nanxiang Literature is a well-known website brand in the industry, and it also owns several major reading apps.

We attach great importance to the purchase and operation of IP, and give priority to the investment and construction of original content teams.

Its headquarters is located in the Emperor Building.

Zhang Xian had just picked up Xia Lan from there and couldn't help but sigh that the world is really small.

"Looks like I have to go for another walk."

Just as I was making plans, a phone call suddenly came in. It was Wang Fuguang calling.

"Mr. Zhang, are you free tonight? I'd like to treat you to dinner."

"No time."

Zhang Xian flatly refused: "I still have to deliver a package."