Chapter 391 No Time to Explain, Get in the Car
On the eve of the school holiday, Zhang Chulan finally received a message from his dear uncle.
The content is about the theft of his grandfather's body. The culprit has been found, but the body has been taken away by another organization, and it may take some time to get it back.
Zhang Chulan originally expressed great anger towards the people who stole his grandfather's body.
However, after learning that the other party had compensated him with a full two million in cash, and would even add another two million if his grandfather's body could not be found, his anger disappeared instantly.
He even vaguely hoped that his grandfather's body would never be found...
No matter what, his grandfather really loves him the most!
Knowing that his grandson was a poor man with no money and was willing to sacrifice even his dead body to create such great value for him, he was really moved!
During the Qingming Festival next year, he will definitely burn more paper money for his grandfather and burn two beautiful technicians for him, so that the old man can live more comfortably in the afterlife.
Zhang Chulan thought with a happy face.
In fact, this money was taken from Liu Yanyan as life-saving money after Zhang Hailou and Zhang Haixia had a heated argument with the Liu family in Xiangxi.
Although Liu Yanyan's corpse theft was just a personal act, the Zhang family wanted to hold her accountable and the Liu family wanted to protect her, which became a confrontation between the two families.
Logically, this money should be put into the clan treasury, but Zhang Qiling thought of Zhang Chulan looking pitiful in front of him, being cautious outside, and exuding the air of poverty, and he felt pity for him.
Thinking that his grandfather's body had been stolen this time, and that the Zhang family had not checked the condition of his grandfather's body and moved his grave back to the ancestral tomb in time, he directly transferred the money to him.
Zhang Chulan is currently the closest blood relative of the clan leader, so this can be considered a small privilege.
Because he suddenly made a fortune this year, Zhang Chulan gave up his part-time job during the holidays and decided to use the money to find a restaurant and enjoy life.
As a result, as he just stepped out of the university gate with his bag, he saw a familiar black Maybach slowly driving towards him and then stopped in front of him accurately.
The dark anti-peep window was lowered, and a head with green-dyed hair and a tuft of grass-like hair on top of it popped out.
Zhang Hailou was wearing sunglasses and holding a cigarette in his mouth. He gave Zhang Chulan, who was standing there stupidly, a wicked smile. He pinched the cigarette between two fingers, put it outside the car, shook off the ashes, and spoke slowly.
"Handsome guy, there's no time to explain, get in the car."
The corner of Zhang Chulan's mouth twitched. The classmates next to him were envious and jealous when they saw that the car that came to pick him up was a Maybach.
As a result, when Zhang Hailou gave him this fatal move, the eyes of the classmates next to him suddenly became strange. It was as if they were looking at a fool or a monkey, which made Zhang Chulan almost unable to hold back his expression.
He used to think that he was a shameless person and would no longer have the emotion of social death that is only common to mortals.
I didn’t expect that there is always someone higher than the other, and there are people who are even more shameless than him!
It turns out that we can’t underestimate the people in the world!
Zhang Chulan adjusted his expression in a second and gave Zhang Hailou a flattering smile.
"Okay, Brother Lou."
There's nothing he can do about it. The other person has more power and connections than him, and is also a favorite of the clan leader.
After getting in the car, Zhang Chulan found that there was Nan Xihe in the car who was sucking on a lollipop out of boredom, but he did not see Zhang Haixia who often stayed with Zhang Hailou.
"Brother Nan, long time no see, where are we going?"
Zhang Chulan spoke politely and obediently.
"First, let's go to Blue Mountain Villa to deliver a takeaway, and then we'll go to West Lake to find some people to play with."
Before Nan Xihe could speak, Zhang Hailou answered enthusiastically, but his answer made Zhang Chulan a little confused.
He must have heard it right. Are they going to drive a Maybach to deliver food?
He remembered that the clan leader had told him that the government had set up an organization to manage extraordinary people called Nadutong, which was the same nationally renowned express delivery company Nadutong!
Now he heard that Zhang Hailou, who was considered a top executive in the family, was actually delivering food?!
Could this be what his grandfather once told him about, the master who lives in seclusion in the city?
Why does it feel like something is weird?
Zhang Chulan was confused for a moment and stared blankly at Zhang Hailou who was eager to try drifting on the street while playing DJ music.
"Chu Lan, don't listen to Brother Lou's nonsense. We were just asked to deliver desserts and snacks to Boss Benling who is taking a break today.
Then we went to Hangzhou to help out a famous writer we know. He was going to hold a physical book signing event the next day and was a little nervous.
The clan leader specifically instructed us to take care of you, so we wanted to take you out to play. The writer is a good friend of the clan leader and also my brother. We'll introduce him to you when the time comes."
Nan Xihe carefully explained it to Zhang Chulan, and acted like a good brother, sending friendly signals to Zhang Chulan.
"I didn't realize the clan leader has such a wide circle of friends. He even knows writers."
Zhang Chulan accepted his kindness and readily joined in the conversation, talking about the clan leader's writer friend.
But as soon as he finished speaking, he noticed that Zhang Hailou and Nan Xihe both had strange expressions, as if they wanted to laugh but were trying hard to hold it back.
"Uh, what's wrong?"
Zhang Chulan was a little confused.
"Well, it's nothing. I just suddenly thought of something funny."
"In a sense, he and our clan leader are still in the same business."
Zhang Hailou and Nan Xihe spoke at the same time, saying different things.
Zhang Hailou and the others felt like laughing when they thought that before the book written by Wuxie became popular, he was just a newbie who followed his family leader to visit tombs and search the whole map for his uncle.
"Training together? Did the clan leader also write a book?"
Zhang Chulan just asked out of curiosity, but it made the other two people with low sense of humor burst out laughing.
Sorry, they really couldn't imagine what the patriarch would write if he wrote a book.
Should I write "One Hundred and Eight Ways to Robbery the Tomb"? Or "I'm Searching for My Past Self in the Tomb"?
This feeling of incongruity is simply too strong.
"No, these things are not for you to know, understand?"
Zhang Hailou spoke in a teasing tone, but Zhang Chulan could still hear a hint of seriousness in his words, so he nodded thoughtfully.
He understood. This was a threat to him: the less he knew, the longer he would live.
Judging from this attitude, could it be that the clan leader had done something illegal in the past and was afraid that a new member like him who had just returned to the family would talk nonsense, so he ordered them to keep their mouths shut?
I don’t know how bad the clan leader and the family were in the past. Looking at the long list of compulsory subjects in the family studies, Zhang Chulan started brainstorming.
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