[Kola is having a lot of fun today: Just a quick aside, my mom said they weren't exactly hardworking, and that the startup capital was probably earned by the eldest and his wife working hard in their sports car.]

[Kola is very happy today: But their youngest son is actually very unfilial. He wanted his eldest brother's house because he knew it was going to be demolished, but he doesn't know why it has been delayed until now.]

[Kola is having a lot of fun today: The first year after Junjun's parents passed away, their youngest son put on some clothes to wait for the demolition of their house. The next year, the old couple was kicked out and lived alone.]

Keke is very happy today: The demolition compensation isn't as much as expected. My youngest son even took it all. If the house is demolished, the old couple will have nowhere to live!

[It's time! [Applause][Applause][Applause]]

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Netizens applauded and expressed contempt.

Lan Yinuo has relayed the information provided by netizens to Song Jinshu and Zhang Junjun one by one.

"So, are you still looking for them?"

Zhang Junjun hesitated for a moment.

"My grandparents have never liked me, but we still have photos of my parents at home..."

"rest assured."

Song Jinshu comforted him and asked Lan Yinuo to turn around and head straight to a mahjong parlor not far away.

【??? What are you doing here? It's not what I thought, right?】

Is Zhang Huashan a gambler?

Netizens made wild guesses.

Song Jinshu led his group straight to a private room at the innermost part of the mahjong hall.

He turned his head and said, "No!"

Then she kicked open the door of the box.

As he walked, he said:

"Zhang Huashan, owner of the Huasen Cement Factory."

"Not only is he not short of money, but seven years ago, he was already worth tens of millions."

"But the richer he is, the less conscience he has. Seven years ago, he seized the inheritance from his eldest brother and his wife and abandoned his nephew."

"Six years ago, I abandoned my parents."

"A year ago, we reached an agreement with the boss of Yongan Construction Co., Ltd., promising to help them reduce the house demolition fee to the lowest possible level for 10 million yuan."

"Am I right?"

"Manager Huang?"

When the last word was spoken, Song Jinshu had already walked to the innermost part.

There was no one playing mahjong in the mahjong room.

Instead, there were two tea drinkers sitting there pretending to be elegant.

One is Zhang Huashan, and the other is the boss of Yongan Construction Co., Ltd., General Manager Huang.