Chapter 172 Zhang Hailou Tells Tales

When Zhang Benan saw Zhang Haishe coming to her respectfully to ask for instructions, she nodded to him and the expression on her face softened a bit.

"Let's go to the front yard."

Zhang Haishe smiled ingratiatingly and bowed again, then followed Zhang Ben'an.

When passing by his friends lying on the ground in a disgraceful manner, even though he had seen similar situations several times, Zhang Haishe couldn't help but give them a look of pity and sympathy.

Zhang Haike, his former leader, had a resentful look in his eyes. Now he felt very unbalanced every time he saw this younger brother.

Why!

This group of people are always pulled out and beaten, and are required to make progress, but Zhang Haishe can choose to be bad!

In fact, Zhang Haishe was also arranged to learn witchcraft, but it was obvious that learning witchcraft was much easier than practicing martial arts with great difficulty.

As the saying goes, it is not the lack of wealth that is worrying, but the inequality of distribution. Zhang Haishe has obviously been remembered by the previous big brother, and it is hard to say when he will be made to do something bad to him.

In this regard, he could only try to reduce his presence and hold on to the lady's thighs tightly.

Zhang Ben'an's differential treatment of this group of people was very obvious.

She was very tolerant towards the underage children. In her words, such young kids were too fragile and she couldn't handle them. It was better to follow the rules and hand them over to the clan elders for education after a while.

For adults like Zhang Haike, there are mainly three types of treatment.

A large group of people, led by Zhang Haike, had decent Qiongqi bloodline concentrations, but their abilities needed improvement, making them worthwhile. Zhang Ben'an adopted a crash course of education: a beating, a medicinal bath, careful instruction, and another beating, aiming to quickly increase their strength and facilitate the execution of his subsequent plan.

The three melons and two dates, led by Zhang Haishe, have a higher concentration of Qilin blood in their bodies than Qiongqi blood. Although some of them have been artificially intervened and become members of the Qiongqi bloodline, their offspring can still be expected.

Zhang Ben'an's attitude towards these people improved a lot. At least if they didn't want to be beaten and trained, she wouldn't force them. If they had other development directions, she would also make suggestions. Then she would write down the relevant books she had read and give them to them, so that they could learn by themselves first.

These are the family's precious "seeds". As long as they fulfill their responsibilities, it doesn't matter if they do nothing and are kept there for nothing. The family doesn't have too many requirements for them.

At least in the next hundred years, the Zhang family still has the support of the old people like them. After a hundred years, the new generation will be cultivated, and only then will the family truly begin to revive.

The last type is headed by Zhang Haibo. Their blood concentration is less than 10%, and their performance in all aspects is relatively average. They are mainly responsible for external communications of the company they have built.

Zhang Ben'an didn't care about these people at all and treated them as outsiders from his former vassal family.

The first time she saw Zhang Hailou, the corner of Zhang Benan's eye suddenly twitched. Why did she feel that this new tribesman seemed to be not a good person?

This time, more than a dozen people came to visit after sending visiting cards. Zhang Benan had a rough feel and found that, as expected, they were basically all of the Qiongqi bloodline. There were also two of them who were Qilin, but the blood concentration in their bodies was not high, barely reaching 20%.

"Tell me about your situation first."

Zhang Benan sat down in the main seat without any hesitation, then crossed his legs elegantly, casually took the tea that Zhang Haishe had just brewed, took a small sip, and raised his head to signal them to introduce themselves first.

"Hello, senior. I am Zhang Hailou, a member of the Qiongqi lineage of the Zhang family. There are 120 Qiongqi people and 13 Qilin family members gathered around me.

We are now settled in Hong Kong and Taiwan, and we own a large real estate company and a record and entertainment company as our sources of income."

After introducing the forces under his command with great pride, Zhang Hailou finally raised his eyebrows and began to introduce the people behind him.

"The one on my right is Zhang Haixia, my deputy. He's responsible for the flow of information between his subordinates. The one on my left is Zhang Haiqing, a natural at business. Currently, both companies are primarily managed by him..."

Zhang Hailou introduced the people behind him one by one. The people he brought this time were all senior members of his team, and each of them had a position to a greater or lesser extent.

Zhang Ben'an listened silently, his eyes focused on Zhang Haiqing and Zhang Haixin, two members of the Qilin tribe, for a while.

Seeing that she had no intention of speaking, Zhang Hailou cleared his throat, put on a serious expression, but started chattering.

"Senior...ah, forget it, I'll just call you Auntie like them. After all, we are related, so calling you Senior is so strange.

Auntie, you don’t know that none of our family members have stepped forward to take the lead these years, and we have been bullied terribly. We have been ostracized by the government at home and by the Wang family abroad. We can only survive in the cracks, and even the dogs passing by want to bite us!

Logically speaking, under this difficult situation, our Zhang family should unite as one and face the outside world in unison. It would be best for everyone to stick together for warmth.

I originally wanted to work together with these overseas clansmen, but that treacherous villain Zhang Haike disagreed. Let me tell you, that guy has no good intentions, he must be..."

"Zhang Hailou! What nonsense are you talking about in front of me!!!"

The tattletale had barely begun when the real perpetrator came running over to confront him.

Zhang Hailou was startled by Zhang Haike's sudden roar. He looked at him with contempt. He did not feel embarrassed at all for being caught talking bad about someone behind his back. Instead, he became even more presumptuous.

"Am I wrong? Wasn't it you who disagreed with the merger of the two teams? Don't think I'm afraid of you just because you have more people. Let me tell you! Today, I'm here to uphold justice for me. I, Zhang Hailou, am not afraid at all. If you have the guts, challenge me in a one-on-one fight... Hmm!"

Before Zhang Hailou could finish his words, Zhang Haixia, who was next to him, covered his mouth and manually muted the sound, while whispering in his ear.

"Hailou, don't be stupid. You may not be able to beat Zhang Haike in a one-on-one fight. If you are really angry, the brothers will go and put him in a sack together later."

Although Zhang Haixia spoke in a low voice, who among those present was not a person with sharp ears and eyes?

What's the difference between whispering here and plotting out loud?

Zhang Haike, who rushed over after treating his wound briefly, looked at the two men with a twitching mouth, and the angry expression on his face was almost unable to be suppressed.

This idiot who has no business acumen at all, wouldn't he still not know the real reason why he refused the merger of the two teams?

Back then, the overseas Zhang family was the first to make arrangements and established a maritime trade group, while the Zhang family in Hong Kong and Taiwan had just started their business. The huge financial gap made him frightened. If they had agreed to the merger at that time, he would probably have to work hard to make money to support more clansmen.

It’s not that he doesn’t want unity, it’s just that money is really hard to earn and he can’t afford it.

It is easy for people with special bloodlines to survive, but the Zhang family does not just think that they need to survive.

It takes a lot of money to raise, educate, and train people well.

Not to mention anything else, just the purchase of various consumables, medicinal materials, equipment, and auxiliary tools required for training, the amount accumulated is astronomical.

If the Zhang family in Hong Kong and Taiwan had not had the black-hearted and shameless business genius Zhang Haiqing, it would be hard to say whether they could have survived.

Zhang Hailou, who was subtly reminded by Zhang Haixia, instantly got furious when he heard him questioning whether he could beat Zhang Haike.

He pulled his hand away from his mouth, then sneered at Zhang Haike and spoke in a very provocative tone.

"Just him?"

Zhang Haike felt insulted by the sarcasm in his words. Thinking of his training under Zhang Benan in the past few days, his kung fu had improved greatly. His eyes flashed and he had an idea in his mind.

"Humph, I was slightly inferior to you in the past few years, but as the old saying goes, a man should be looked at with new eyes after three days of absence.

Things are different now. If you have the guts, let's fight one-on-one. It's no use attacking someone from behind. Zhang Hailou, don't let me look down on you!"