Lin Han rushed back to Siping City that night.

Of course, Zhuang Yao and Ge Fu also experienced it together at the manor. After a thrilling struggle, they were both physically and mentally exhausted.

Fortunately, Mr. Zhang and Murong Xue and the others in Shuangmulin had already packed up.

As soon as Lin Han and his friends arrived in the morning, Murong Xue and Mr. Zhang had already prepared breakfast.

The Shuangmulin store was completely empty.

Although the wall decoration has been done according to Lin Han's instructions.

But the original display case and the things inside it have disappeared completely.

The particularly valuable items were not removed from the safe.

Mr. Zhang roughly calculated the loss and concluded that it might be around 7 or 8 million.

Lin Han lowered his head and put a wonton from the small bowl into his mouth, then said, "Don't worry, I will make them spit out these seven or eight million."

His voice was very low, but everyone present was absolutely certain that he could definitely do it.

Zhuang Yao felt very sorry for him.

Seeing that there were not many wontons left in his bowl, he stood up and scooped a few from the pot for him.

Boss Wang and Boss Zhang from the nearby antique shop had already been peering outside for a while.

Now seeing that they were eating in a friendly manner inside, he simply pushed the door and walked in.

Boss Zhang is not a big deal, but Boss Wang once suffered a great loss at the hands of Lin Han. Now that he sees Lin Han's Shuangmulin being destroyed, he naturally wants to add insult to injury.

Boss Wang looked around, then expressed some regret and said, "Ah, I thought Shuangmulin could become number one on our street, but I didn't expect it to die so quickly."

Zhuang Yao was the first to stand up and pointed outside the door, saying, "Boss Wang, we didn't invite you over. Please leave immediately. We are having dinner."

Boss Wang was in a good mood, so he wouldn't be angered by these words or two.

He found a chair and sat down, still looking at the empty 4 weeks with unsatisfied eyes: "Don't be so repulsive, beautiful lady. We are all neighbors. Didn't you help me when I had difficulties?"

Zhuang Yao didn't want to listen to his nonsense.

He hurried to the door, pushed it open with a bang, and pointed outside: "Get out of here quickly, don't let me do anything, you know how powerful I am."

The boss Zhang went out in shame first.

Boss Wang curled his lips, adjusted his clothes awkwardly, and walked out of the room with his head down.

This little episode immediately made Mr. Zhang feel depressed.

He put his chopsticks down beside the bowl and sighed, "Lin Han, it's not easy for you to open Shuangmulin by yourself, but I didn't expect it to turn out like this in less than half a year."

Lin Han didn't say anything, he knew that Mr. Zhang had something else to say.

"During the time you were in Beijing, Boss Wang and Boss Zhang next door made a lot of money."

"The key point is that the guy surnamed Wang is dishonest and self-righteous. He knew that we were not doing business these two days, but he still pretended to introduce those customers here."

Old Zhang said this, but stopped talking when he noticed that Lin Han's expression did not seem very discouraged.

Sure enough, Lin Han raised his head with the same calm expression as before: "Opening a door to do business is about profit. Now we don't want to say that we were hit by others, we just need to see if we can get back the lost costs."

Ge Fu, who came from a merchant family, couldn't help but look at him deeply.

My grandfather once said this.

They look at things differently from ordinary people.

When an ordinary person is punched, what he may be concerned about is his dignity or even the physical injury, but he rarely thinks about the economic loss.

But his grandfather was different.

As the first generation successor of Jishidiang, his grandfather always looked at the pros and cons of an issue and nothing else.

If he gets punched, then he will see how much income he lost.

If the money can be recovered, then it would be equivalent to breaking even.

If it is not recovered, it is called a loss.

Now it seems that Lin Han has the same idea.

"I didn't expect you to have such a different perspective at such a young age."

Ge Fu said this sincerely, but no one knew what he was thinking, nor did they know the exact meaning of his words.

He quickly explained: "I mean you have a business mindset, just like my grandfather."

Lin Han was unexpectedly relaxed. He patted his shoulder and said jokingly, "You're welcome, grandson."

Everyone's faces looked much better than before and they all started laughing happily.

At this time, Mr. Zhang's cell phone rang.

After answering the phone, he looked at Lin Han with a very bad expression.

Without him saying anything, Lin Han already felt that something must have happened at the Zhang family's old house.

As expected, Mr. Zhang said that several people from Antai Group went to the Zhang family's ancient house early this morning.

Not only did they not say that they would maintain the ancient house as a tourist attraction, but they also changed their tune and said that the Zhang family must move out immediately and they wanted to demolish the house.

"really?"

There was a gleam in Lin Han's eyes, but his expression was much colder than before.

"We beat An Shuguang like a dead dog. Do his men dare to rebel there today?"

Mr. Zhang frowned: "Then what should we do?"

"It seems that I didn't beat them hard enough yesterday. Let's go to Song Town right away. I don't believe these people are so bold!"

As a result, the few people didn't even have time to sit down on the benches. They just hurriedly ate a few bites of food and then drove to Song Town.

In the evening of that day, the group arrived at the gate of Zhang's ancient house in Song Town.

Several descendants of the Zhang family were standing at the door, anxiously waiting for them.

As soon as they saw Mr. Zhang and Lin Han, a few people hurried over.

Everyone talked about what was going on inside.

"Uncle, didn't you call us last night and tell us that our house would be preserved as a tourist attraction? People from Antai Group came this morning."

One person said this while calling Lin Han, and invited several people in.

"Where are Shu Qing and his son? Have they come here?"

The young men shook their heads. "They only said they were from Antai Group. Their attitude was much more arrogant than the two men before. The cars they drove also had Beijing license plates. We didn't dare to mess with them."

Lin Han and Mr. Zhang exchanged glances.

So, what happened to Lin Han who beat An Shuguang half to death in the manor yesterday?

It has not affected the behavior of Antai Group at all.

Still so arrogant.

Lin Han was not angry but sneered: "The so-called cutting the grass at its roots, I was afraid that there was no reason, but now they come to me on their own initiative."

"Lin Han, I think this matter is quite strange. The Antai Group had already admitted defeat yesterday, and now the media are saying that the Antai Group does not abide by the rules. How dare they still cause trouble like this?"