"Haha, Lao Shang already said it, his friends."

"That includes Grandpa too, you just didn't think of that."

Zhuang Zhimeng and An Qingbai both nodded.

"Indeed, we really didn't expect you to come."

"Neither of us knew who we would meet; we thought we would see some government officials."

Zhuang Bingqian smiled mysteriously.

"They'll be here soon, then you'll know who they are."

Zhuang Zhimeng poured herself and her lover a cup of tea.

"Why does this tea taste so much like the teahouse tea?"

Zhuang Bingqian laughed.

"Hehe, it was Old Shang who went to the teahouse to buy it. He wrapped it in a quilt and brought it over."

"Haha, my godfather is so funny, he even brought tea with him for dinner."

Shang Jingshu came in with several friends.

"There's no other way. I can't drink any other tea these days. Only the tea brewed by Lao An tastes the best."

Zhuang Zhimeng and An Qingbai were stunned when they saw the people who came in.

"Haha, Zhimeng, Qingbai, you two didn't expect this, did you?"

Zhuang Zhimeng smiled as she looked at Zhan Zhixi, who had spoken.

"Grandpa Zhan, it really is you guys."

We have our guesses.

But thinking back, you and the others didn't come back with Grandpa back then.

We just felt it shouldn't be.

"A few of us went to find a dragonfish for your grandfather, and we only came back after we found it."

When I met you before, I was trying to make you relax so you wouldn't be nervous during this meeting.

Shang Jingshu gave a formal introduction.

"Ya Ya, Xiao Bai, you've all met them before."

I'm telling you now, the six people in front of you, including myself, are currently the most influential people in Beijing.

If you need anything from any of us, we can help you.

Zhuang Zhimeng and An Qingbai stood up.

"Thank you, gentlemen."

Cui Jiawang asked Zhuang Zhimeng.

"Zhimeng, did you bring the card from the red envelope I gave you before?"

“I brought it with me. Aber and I have always wondered what this card is for.”

We carry it with us; you never know when we might need it.

"Take it out now."

Zhuang Zhimeng took the card out of her bag.

Cui Jiawang explained.

"You can enter freely here with this card."

I own this restaurant, but I don't usually show my face easily.

This card also has another function.

Look at this shape. Your grandfather designed it; it can be used to mobilize military forces.

Wow, is that amazing?

Zhuang Bingqian reminded his granddaughter.

"It's best not to use the military power inside lightly; it should only be activated in times of crisis."

"Grandpa, I understand."

Zhuang Zhimeng then took out three more cards.

"Grandpa Zhan, Grandpa Bai, Grandpa Qi, what are these three cards for?"

Zhan Zhixi smiled.

"This card can be used at any large restaurant."

No reservations needed, you'll receive VIP treatment right away, and there are even discounts on meals.

Bai Sanpao picked up the card.

"Zhimeng, did you see a cannon here?"

"I saw it."

"This cannon is my symbol of identity."

You can get discounts at any tourist attraction in Beijing with this card.

Qi Yongjin waved his hand.

"Mine is nothing special, you can only use it at the bank."

"I understand, we'll use it properly."

Shang Jingshu added one more thing.

"Don't be afraid if you encounter danger."

Old Zhan and his gang have connections in both the legitimate and underworld circles; they can handle anything.

They were all sent to the countryside, and that's how they got to know some people.

Those people survived because of them; it would be truly touching to have them come and help.

Both Zhuang Zhimeng and An Qingbai expressed their opinions.

"We understand."

Zhuang Bingqian took out the pills.

"Since you're all here, each of you can have one."

YaYa just gave it to me yesterday, and I've already eaten it.

Take it once every two weeks, and your hidden injuries will be completely healed after four doses.

Zhan Zhixi was pleasantly surprised.

"Zhimeng, you said you'd give us a surprise last time, is it this pill?"

"Yes, Grandpa Zhan, I used a lot of precious medicinal herbs in this pill. It's especially effective for hidden injuries."

"That's wonderful, Grandpa Zhan, thank you Zhimeng."

As Zhan Zhixi spoke, he was about to put it in his mouth.

Zhuang Bingqian quickly reminded him.

"Old Zhan, cover your mouth with a handkerchief."

"If blood splatters everywhere, how are we supposed to eat?"

"Alright, alright, I'll get a handkerchief. I wouldn't dare to dirty your eyes, Commander."

"Haha, don't give me that, just go and take your medicine."

Zhan Zhixi took out a handkerchief, put the medicine in his mouth, and covered his mouth.

A short while later, he felt his blood rush to his head and spat it out.

"Ah, this feels so good. I haven't felt this good in a long time."

Old Cui, Old Bai, Old Qi, you guys eat too, it's really nice.

Cui Jiawang, Bai Sanpao, and Qi Yongjin each took out a handkerchief and swallowed the medicine.

Zhuang Zhimeng saw that her godfather was also about to eat, so she stopped his hand.

"Grandpa, you can't eat this."

"Your body is relatively healthy, but eating this will cause you to have a nosebleed, a persistent one."

"Oh? Is it that serious? Then I'd better not eat it."

"Just keep drinking the wine that Aber and I give you."

"I know, I drink it every day."

Zhan Zhixi's mouth watered at the mention of alcohol.

"Zhimeng, when will you send some drinks to Grandpa Zhan too?"

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