I saw that the face of the courtyard was in tatters, and the tiles at the door had almost fallen off.

The wall on the side was crooked and almost collapsed.

Would an important person like Zhao Song live here?

Even if you want to experience life, this condition is too bad, right?

Han Wenxuan took the address and looked incredulous.

Xiao Yun simply stepped forward and patted the door, then stared at Han Wenxuan and said, "It doesn't matter if he's real or not!

Xiao Yun's hand was strong, slamming the door, and the dust kept shaking off, Han Wenxuan hurriedly reminded her: "Xiao Yun, you light! Don't break the door, you will have to lose money when the time comes!"

After a while, there was an answer from the room: "Oh, it's coming, who's coming?"

A richly dressed middle-aged woman pushed open the door, stared at a few people, and asked suspiciously, "Who are you looking for?"

Han Wenxuan stared at the woman, and asked with a smile, "May I ask if Zhao Song of the Zhao family lives here?"

"That's right, my husband is in the house......!

"Oh! junior Han Wenxuan, I specially came to meet Old Man Zhao Song, and asked my aunt to report it!"

Obviously, I have heard Han Wenxuan's name.

The woman's face changed a few times, and she barely showed a smile and said, "Han Wenxuan, that's okay! Come in, my old man has been talking to you several times, and he said that he was going to see you!"

With a reluctant smile on his face, he dragged Han Wenxuan towards the house very hospitablely.

Han Wenxuan looked at this and really muttered a little in his heart.

This aunt.

Why do you look like you're frightened?

Am I that scary?

As the man walked into the house, the road was in tatters and the road was full of potholes.

The houses are very old.

Wires were pulled everywhere along the outside of the wall.

It looks chaotic.

Several of the houses looked like they were in dilapidation.

Seeing this, Han Wenxuan asked suspiciously: "Why don't you repair it......?"

Zhao Ying smiled awkwardly on her face, there seemed to be a little resentment between her eyebrows, and she said lightly after all: "It's not good for me to tell you this!

This Zhao Song was older than Zhao Zhong, and he originally thought that he was another old man who was dying, but after entering the house, he saw a black-haired old man writing calligraphy.

This old man was wearing an old tunic suit, and the utensils in the house were quite good, but with this dilapidated house, it looked a little shabby.

Han Wenxuan and a few people came in, but the old man did not stop.

Zhao Ying smiled at Han Wenxuan and said, "He has this temper, you sit down first, and I'll pour you tea!"

"It's okay!

Han Wenxuan was about to speak, but he couldn't hold back Zhao Ying's enthusiasm, and finally had no choice but to accept it.

After looking around, Han Wenxuan walked up very curiously.

This Zhao Song is writing a static word at the moment.

The top one is a clear.

Quiet and inactive.

The font is strong and powerful, but the strength is a little too heavy, as if it is full of resentment and pouring out something.

Zhao Song put the pen on the pen holder and said this, but his face was full of joy: "Don't stand!

Han Wenxuan looked around, there was only one chair in the room, and Zhao Songyi* was sitting underneath, how could he sit?

Seeing that Han Wenxuan was still stunned in place, Zhao Song reacted, and immediately patted his head and said: "Look at my head! I forgot to forget, I'm really sorry, let's go, let's go outside and talk!"

When I came to the living room, it was slightly larger than the study in the house, and there were four or five Eight Immortal chairs in the room.

Zhao Ying was making tea on the side, asking Han Wenxuan and the others to sit down, and Zhao Song explained to Zhao Ying: "Go! Take out my best black tea, Han Wenxuan is happy to be here today!"

"Don't, don't, just boil water and drink it, Uncle Zhao, don't be so polite!"

Zhao Song waved his hand and said, "Then what's the matter, my eldest nephew came to see me today, why do you have to drink good tea!"

Although this Zhao Song is dressed as a scholar, he has a military general atmosphere when he speaks, and he cannot refuse to speak, so he will not shirk immediately.

Sit down with a grin.

After a while, Zhao Ying came up with a few cups of tea.

Han Wenxuan's realm naturally can't drink anything good or bad.

On the contrary, Xiao Yun Wang Changwen on the side was drunk and intoxicated, as if he had drunk the elixir and jade dew.

Han Wenxuan stared at the tea bowl for a few moments, and then squinted again.

If it weren't for the fact that the tea was poured out of a teapot, he would have felt that the tea that the three of them drank was different.

It's just that after tasting it again and again, he really can't grow any good things about this tea, and he only feels extremely bitter.

I can only awkwardly put the tea aside.

This good tea, to him, is tantamount to a cow chewing peonies.

Putting down the tea bowl, Han Wenxuan looked around the room.

Seeing him like this, Zhao Song asked with a smile, "What's the matter, do you think my yard is too simple!"

After all, Han Wenxuan came to ask someone to do something, and he didn't say it too clearly, and said with a faint smile: "No, I'm just curious, how can you live here with your identity?"

The smile on Zhao Shuo's face dissipated slightly.

After drinking the tea in one gulp, he said lightly: "This is also the rule of the Zhao family! I am in charge of the Zhao family's overseas assets, and my family is afraid that I will transfer overseas assets to China! This family rule has been specially revised, and I cannot have too expensive assets in China! There can be no revenge consumption! The small courtyard where I live now is left by my ancestors.

It's just that this place is too dilapidated, and now the maintenance costs are more than tens of millions, and I repair them at my own expense! But the bastard of the Zhao family, who is in charge of financial approval, said that I am transferring assets to China? If I want to take a leave of absence, I will be fired from the position of general manager of my company! I have no choice but to live like this!"

seems to be smiling and narrating, but there may be a hint of resentment in the words.

Han Wenxuan didn't know how to answer this, and he was a little embarrassed for a while.

Zhao Ying on the side reacted, slapped Zhao Song's head fiercely and scolded: "Why are you old man talking to the children?"

Zhao Song reacted at this time, and said with a smile: "My fault, my fault, Uncle will punish himself!"

After speaking, he was about to arrive with the teapot, but Zhao Ying slapped his hand fiercely and reprimanded: "You think beautifully, this tea will be brewed in a pot, and you can still drink it all!"

Zhao Song put down the cup helplessly, turned his head to stare at Han Wenxuan, and said: "Look, I still envy Zhao Zhong's old man!

Taking advantage of Zhao Ying's efforts to go out to refill the water, Zhao Song dared to complain in a whisper.

is such a big person, but like a child, Zhao Song's behavior made Han Wenxuan feel a lot of favor.

glanced back at Zhao Ying and said with a smile: "Be careful when your aunt comes back, she won't give you good fruits to eat!"

Zhao Song immediately held his head high, patted his chest and said, "Can I be afraid of that tigress......?

Before the words fell, I heard a cold reprimand from behind me: "What are you talking about, bad old man?"

This Zhao Song trembled in fright, and hurriedly said with a smile on his face: "I said that you are the master of our family!

Zhao Ying put down the teapot with satisfaction and said, "You men talk about your business!

Then he walked out of the door and closed the door.

Han Wenxuan said with some envy: "You two have a really good relationship!"

Zhao Song became proud again: "That's not it!"

Then he seemed to feel that he was really a little inappropriate in front of his juniors, so he immediately asked with a smile: "Tell me, what are you kid doing this time?" Don't tell me, just to send Zhao Zhong's greetings to the old man, I don't believe this nonsense!"

Han Wenxuan said with a smile on his face: "It's really Uncle Zhong who instructed me to come and visit your old man's home!

"Go, go, go, you kid is full of nonsense, and I'm going to kick you out if you do it again!"

After laughing for a while, Han Wenxuan said with a straight face: "Actually, I came this time to ask Uncle Zhao to help me! I want to see my father!"

Han Wenxuan is the illegitimate son of Zhao Konghai.

In order to prevent the two from meeting, Zhao Shuo transferred elite troops to surround Zhao Konghai's room where he was recuperating, and no one was allowed to enter or leave except for the doctor.

Everyone knows that Zhao Konghai doesn't have many days left.

Who knows if he would suddenly change his mind before he died and pass on everything about the Zhao family to Han Wenxuan?

After all, before this, the entire Zhao family had already tacitly assumed that Zhao Shuo would take over the Zhao family.

At this time, Han Wenxuan, who was bent on seeing Zhao Konghai, was tantamount to an ambitious desire to compete with Zhao Shuo for family property in the eyes of outsiders.

Zhao Song also thought of it in his heart.

He looked outside the house, and his face became serious: "Do you want to fight for the Zhao family's property?"

Han Wenxuan shook his head: "I just want to see my father!"

Zhao Song smiled slightly: "This all means the same thing, if you really want to see your father, you can always see it before the burial!"

The news that Zhao Konghai is critically ill is known to almost the entire capital.

There are even rumors that this old man will not live for a few days.

Han Wenxuan shook his head silently: "After all, being alive is different from dying! I didn't see my mother for the last time, and my father always had to talk to him before leaving!"

That sounds like a tactful refusal.

Han Wenxuan's heart was slightly cold, and he was ready to be rejected.

At this time, he saw Zhao Song slap the table and sighed: "Who let me have a lifelong friendship with Zhao Zhong's old boy! You kid has come to the door, can I not agree? I'll help you with this!"

Han Wenxuan immediately got up excitedly and bowed deeply to Zhao Song: "That's really thank you, uncle!"

With Zhao Song's help, at least at this moment in the capital, he also has a trace of combat power behind him.

Although Zhao Song said that he did not have many people at his disposal in the capital, Han Wenxuan believed that the emaciated camel was bigger than the horse.

Even if it is unbearable, this Zhao Song has led the overseas business of the capable Zhao family for so many years, and he must have some hole cards in his hand.

Seeing that Han Wenxuan was so excited, Zhao Song waved his hand and said: "It's not me who hit you, don't be excited for the time being, just the two of us, if you want to deal with Zhao Shuo in the Zhao family, it's tantamount to a fantasy!

Han Wenxuan said with a smile: "I naturally know about this, and I will be ready to find other people in a while! When I came to Beijing, Uncle Zhong gave me a list, saying that at the critical moment, I could find these people to avoid trouble! I also found Uncle Yours according to this list!"

"List?" Zhao Song frowned when he heard this, his eyes rolled slightly, and he suddenly stared at Han Wenxuan and said: "Han Wenxuan, Uncle Zhong probably gave you this list just to give you a guarantee! But I believe that you must be under Zhao Shuo's eyes now, if you go to find them one by one, you will expose all these people! It will also give Zhao Shuo an excuse to deal with these people."

If you can trust me, it is better to give me the list, and I will never be watched, let me contact it, and it will be foolproof.

And then tomorrow we'll gather here to discuss, what do you think?"

Han Wenxuan frowned slightly, but thinking of the description in the information, this person had a lifelong friendship with Uncle Zhong, and he should be innocent.

Besides, he himself is not familiar with his own life, and if he wants to contact all the dozen or so people in the information, I am afraid it will take a few days.

After weighing it, he immediately handed out the information and said, "Then there is Uncle Lao Zhao!"

Zhao Song stared at this information for a few moments, and put it on the table aside: "What are you polite to me? If you want Zhao Zhong to listen, I'm afraid you'll have to trouble me!"