The strength of the Zhang family is far inferior to that of the eight great families, not to mention the other wealthy families outside the eight great families. It is already very difficult for them to gain a foothold in the capital. If they are implicated, they are likely to be expelled from the capital.
At this critical juncture, it is not wise to rashly show goodwill to the Mu family.
"I know what you are worried about. The strength of the Mu family is actually far less than before. If it were in the past, I would not rashly go to the Mu family, but after seeing Mu Hanyan, I changed my mind." Zhang Moyang said thoughtfully, looking shrewd.
"Oh?" Zhang Chihua looked at his father with confusion and curiosity.
"Don't you think that Mu Hanyan is completely different from ordinary children from aristocratic families?" Zhang Moyang asked meaningfully.
"He is indeed unusual. He seems to be a playboy, but in fact he knows his limits. He seems to be uninhibited, but in fact he can restrain himself. His actions are unexpected, but he is also very smart and almost a demon. He is definitely not an ordinary person." Zhang Chihua was silent for a moment and said with some respect.
"Since you've seen it, then why hesitate? I'm not boasting for my father, but the Zhang family has weathered many storms over the years, yet it has always remained standing. This is all due to my father's painstaking efforts. You have a calm and steady temperament, but lack pioneering spirit. The rest of the Zhang family is even worse."
Your father will eventually grow old, and it will be difficult to preserve this family business relying on you. Only by relying on one of the eight great families can our Zhang family have a chance to survive.
This thought has always been on my mind, but it's hard to predict the good and bad of being in the company of a tiger, so I didn't dare to make a decision lightly. Seeing Mu Hanyan today made me determined. Without Mu Hanyan, the Mu family is at best below the Eight Great Aristocratic Families. But with Mu Hanyan, the Mu family will one day surpass the Eight Great Aristocratic Families and one day regain its former glory.
"If you attach yourself to the Mu family as early as possible, you can seize the initiative. Not to mention gaining a firm foothold in the capital, you can even move up to a higher level and join the ranks of the eight great families." Zhang Moyang said this with a bright look on his face, his eyes full of anticipation.
"Father, I understand." Zhang Chihua's evaluation of Mu Hanyan was already high enough, but he did not expect that his father's evaluation of Mu Hanyan would be so high. When he heard him talk about being promoted to the list of the eight great families, even he became excited.
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Of course, Mu Hanyan didn't know what Zhang Moyang and his son were thinking. After leaving the Zhang family, the group went straight to the Nanyan Chamber of Commerce.
Mu Zexian and the others were talking and laughing all the way, and they were all very excited. They were humiliated by He Qingwei and others and could not raise their heads for several years. Today they finally got their revenge. In addition to being grateful to Mu Hanyan, they also admired her very much.
They are both playboys, and they use the same little tricks and gimmicks, but they are trapped and can't even get out. However, Mu Hanyan can make others cry without tears. What is the difference? This is the difference!
"Huh!" Just as Mu Zexian and others were chatting and laughing, Mu Hanyan looked at an old man coming towards her and exclaimed in a low voice.
Why is it him? Mu Hanyan looked at the old man with some excitement.
The old man was not tall, his hair was half white and his face was full of wrinkles. His red nose was particularly conspicuous. He was wearing a coarse linen robe. He walked along, looking around all the way, and he was very similar to an elder in Mu Hanyan's memory.
However, as far as she could remember, she met that elder several years later, so Mu Hanyan couldn't be sure whether the old man in front of her was the one in her memory.
As the distance got closer, Mu Hanyan smelled the strong smell of alcohol coming from the old man, and saw the vague large wine gourd behind him. She finally confirmed that he was indeed the elder in her memory.
"Old drunkard!" Mu Hanyan shouted in surprise as they passed by each other.
It was no wonder that she was so surprised. In her previous life, she met this person at the critical moment of her promotion to the Saint level. It was with his guidance that Mu Hanyan broke through the bottleneck and successfully became a Sword Saint.
Although he encountered misfortune just after being promoted to Sword Saint, Mu Hanyan was still full of gratitude to this senior elder who lived in seclusion in the wild gaming world.
"Hmm?" The old man turned his head suddenly, and an invisible aura suddenly released. His messy half-white long hair danced in the wind, making him look very powerful.
Shocked by the invisible aura, Hua Yue and the others felt their hearts sink suddenly, and even breathing became extremely difficult.
Mu Zexian and others, who were chatting and laughing excitedly just now, were so frightened that their faces turned pale and they didn't even dare to breathe.
Master! This kind of momentum can only be seen in the Saint-level masters. This old man in front of him, with an unremarkable appearance and even a bit sloppy, is obviously a Sword Saint-level master.
Mu Zexian and others looked at the old man in fear, then at Mu Hanyan, and were about to cry: Brother, you are not too proud of yourself, why are you shouting at everyone you meet? Although the other person smells of alcohol, carries a big wine gourd on his back, and has a big red nose, and looks like an old drunkard, he is not an ordinary old drunkard, he is a sword master-level old drunkard, can you just shout at him randomly?
It's over, it's over, get ready to run for your life. Mu Zexian and the others looked at each other, all ready to run away.
"You recognize me? Hahahaha, I haven't been back for so many years, but someone still recognizes me. Good eyesight, little guy. Good eyesight." What surprised Mu Zexian and others was that the old man was not angry. After a brief shock, he laughed triumphantly, leaning forward and backward, and grabbed Mu Hanyan's arm with a happy face.
"I don't recognize you, but I have heard my teacher at home mention you." Mu Hanyan came back to her senses. She was familiar with the old drunkard in her previous life, but she didn't recognize him at all in this life.
While answering him, Mu Hanyan was secretly thinking: What if he asked who the teacher in my family was, how should I answer?
"Have you heard of me?" The old drunkard gave Mu Hanyan a puzzled look, then suddenly thought of something and said cheerfully, "Well... I was famous all over the world back then, and countless people knew me. But you can tell my origins just by looking at my appearance. Your eyesight is really good, really good."
It can be seen that the old man was extremely proud. Although he was praising Mu Hanyan, he was so excited that his beard, hair and whole body were shaking.
Mu Hanyan broke out in a cold sweat. Okay, Miss Mu, I admit I was overthinking things. No one else even had the energy to ask. Just saying, "He's famous all over the world and has so many people who know him" was enough to get the job done. Why hadn't I noticed this old drunkard was so narcissistic in my past life?
"Since you recognize me, you must be an old acquaintance. Come on, have a drink with me." The old drunkard was obviously in a good mood. He dragged Mu Hanyan towards a small tavern on the side of the road.
When Mu Hanyan heard about drinking, her scalp went numb and her heart went cold. Others might not know how much this old drunkard could drink, but she knew it very well. The big gourd behind him was not enough for him to drink half a meal. In her previous life, she accompanied him to drink once, and Miss Mu was drunk for three days. Since then, she felt nauseous and wanted to vomit whenever she smelled alcohol.
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