"Well said. Ziyu Fengqing, who had been silent, was finally willing to speak and said.

Ziyu Zhongting nodded: "After Brother Hongjin put forward this point of view, several masters of Chinese culture quickly followed up, and even the media in Xiangjiang began to report on the matter, quoting Brother Hongjin's point of view. The Xiangjiang side basically supports Brother Hongjin's views, and the foundation of Chinese culture over there is already good. There is still a lot of criticism in our mainland, but public opinion has always been elite public opinion. The views of the elites in society will influence the views of a large number of lower-class people, and Wang Hongjin and several masters of Chinese studies used their influence to first reverse the views of the elites, and the views of the people at the bottom naturally changed, and they were no longer so resentful of the Ziyu Group. ”

"Immediately after that, I held a meeting with the management and formulated several policies to follow suit, announcing that the profits of the commercial building in the disaster area in the next ten years would be used for the construction of the disaster area, and the recruitment of the commercial building was mainly for local victims, and the salary was 30 percentage points higher than the average of the retail industry. As soon as this move came out, the local county party committee, which was plagued by rumors, immediately welcomed it. After our operation, various media also reported on the matter, and only then did the image of Ziyu Group turn back. It's just a pity that Ziyu Group was originally preparing to enter Yanjing, and its plan to take root in Yanjing was also shelved. There is no capital to fight with the Zheng family in Yanjing. In that incident, it was the Zheng family who got cheap. ”

Shen, Zheng, Ye, and Sima are the so-called four families of Yanjing. The Yanjing Zheng family in Ziyu's mouth is one of the four major families. Only an opponent of that magnitude can bruise Ziyu Zhongting.

Now it seems that the Zheng family's plan back then was very successful, not only at that time, but until now the Ziyu family has not been able to re-enter Yanjing.

The layout of the current situation is the most difficult calculation, and even Zhuge Kongming, a pedantic celestial, can't do it. If you make one wrong step, it will be difficult to walk back again.

The current Ziyu family may still not have the ability to be tough with the Zheng family, but fortunately, the Ziyu family has produced a demonic genius, Ziyu Fengqing.

In another twenty years, when the combination of politics and economy in China is not so close, the Ziyu family, which has a commercial advantage, is likely to replace the Zheng family.

After Ziyu Zhongting's story was finished, he fell into deep thought. It seems to be blaming himself for the mistakes of the year, and it seems to be recalling the righteous deeds of his former friends.

The rest of the Ziyu family stopped talking, even if they didn't look down on Wang Yong anymore, they didn't dare to slander again. After all, Grandpa Wang Yong did save Ziyu's entire family, and everyone here can still sit in such a luxurious courtyard, and some people compliment him on the road, and they all have to thank Grandpa Wang Yong.

"Grandpa Wang passed away, and you will accept it on your behalf. Thank you!"

At this time, Ziyu Fengqing suddenly stood up and solemnly bowed to Wang Yong.

This behavior also stunned everyone for a moment.

Ziyu Zhongting had a smile on his face, patted his granddaughter's hand, and said, "Fengqing, you know grandpa's heart best." Knowing the grace of the newspaper, this is the principle of our Ziyu family's work, no one can forget, no one is allowed to forget!"

Who knew that before the end of these words fell, Ziyu Fengqing spoke again: "Thank you, but I don't think I should tie someone's life to repay it." Not only was the person who was tied up unwilling, but even Grandpa Wang would not be willing. ”

Ziyu Fengqing finally stood up to help Wang Yong share the firepower.

Wang Yong breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Fengqing is right, I think so too." This family affair is a kind of bondage for me and her, and our young people now are more advocating freedom. Freedom of speech, freedom of thought, freedom of love. If I really have a fate with Fengqing, I will naturally come together along this fate, and I don't need any marriage contract to bind me at all. If there is no fate, then it is also a tragedy to forcibly combine, Grandpa Ziyu always wants to watch the two of us quarrel and fight all day after marriage, right?"

Ziyu Zhongting frowned, instinctively wanting to say something, but he couldn't find any words to refute for a while.

He made a vow in front of Wang Hongjin's portrait that he must let Wang Yong and Zi Yufeng marry each other. Now the two children refuse together, but how is it good for him? What kind of face do you have to meet your old friend when you die?

His face slowly became gloomy, Ziyu Zhongting looked at his granddaughter, and then at Wang Yong.

After a long time, he suddenly said, "You two have discussed?"

Hearing this, Wang Yong was immediately shocked.

People say that being old and not dying is a thief, and that is a curse. However, changing one word is enough to describe Ziyu Zhongting.

Being old and not dying is for demons.

Ziyu Zhongting is like an old monster who has lived for a thousand years, other people's thoughts can't escape his eyes, and he can't hide it when he glances at it.

But he saw that Wang Yong and Ziyu Fengqing were teaming up to make trouble.

Of course, Wang Yong refused to admit it, and said, "No." Maybe I'm similar to Feng Qing's thoughts, so my worries and considerations about some things are similar. ”

As soon as the words came out, Wang Yong regretted it.

Wouldn't this make Ziyu Zhongting find an excuse to match the two? If the thoughts are similar, then they should be closer and closer.

Ziyu Fengqing also heard the mistake in Wang Yong's words, and glared at Wang Yong.

Wang Yong flew over with some apologies.

Although the small action of the two of them was made behind Ziyu Zhongting, Ziyu Zhongting was old and sophisticated, and he guessed what Wang Yong and the two were doing just by feeling.

"It's bad, it's going to be bad. Wang Yong said secretly in his heart.

It would be strange if Ziyu Zhongting didn't use this as a basis to play on the topic. This old man has to be serious, I'm afraid no one can convince him.

Just when Wang Yong was worried, he saw Ziyu Zhongting suddenly laughing: "Okay, since you two children have this kind of thinking, it would be unreasonable for me to forcibly match." I respect your point of view. ”

"Grandpa, what do you mean?" Ziyu Fengqing was a little puzzled for a while.

"I mean, since you want to give each other a little buffer and go with the flow, then you can do what you want. Because I believe that Wang Yong will be the son-in-law of the Ziyu family sooner or later, and you will be the daughter-in-law of the Wang family sooner or later. ”

"......" Ziyu Fengqing didn't know what to say.

On the contrary, Wang Yong rubbed his hands happily: "Grandpa, in fact, I am also like this...... Ah, so admired for your open-mindedness!"

Wang Yong originally wanted to say "I think so too", but before the words could be spoken, he saw Ziyu Fengqing's hand reach over and twist it fiercely around his waist.

Under the pain, Wang Yongcai had no choice but to change his words, and after speaking, his face was still full of pain.

Where can the little action of the two of them be hidden from Ziyu Zhongting, he just smiled meaningfully.

Wang Yong took out the photo with "Inherit this promise and keep it for a lifetime" and handed it to Ziyu Zhongting.

"Grandpa Ziyu, this photo is still back to you. One is that the marriage contract is now invalid and can no longer be used. The second is that this photo is the last photo of my grandfather before his death, and it can be regarded as a memory for you. ”

Ziyu Zhongting took it with some embarrassment, and looked at Wang Hongjin in the photo and fell silent.

It wasn't until a pot of tea was drunk that Ziyu Zhongting came back to his senses and smiled apologetically: "Look at me, it's easy to remember when you're old." I forgot that there were still guests. Wang Yong, have you eaten? I'll let the kitchen get some food, and let's have a drink tonight. ”

Wang Yong hurriedly refused, saying that he had already eaten it.

But he couldn't stand Ziyu Zhongting's persuasion, so he could only sit at the table.

Soon the kitchen was served, with a few plates of hors d'oeuvres in the front, and the specifications in the back reached the second-class level of the Confucian banquet.

In the realm of Qilu, every corner of life is full of etiquette. Even a small home-cooked feast is the same.

When eating, you must divide the main and accompaniment, and the main dish must be facing the position directly opposite the door. Guests are not allowed to move their chopsticks, and women and children are not allowed to eat at the table.

The Confucian banquet is a concentrated embodiment of this level of etiquette. The first-class banquet is to entertain the emperors and saints in ancient times, and the second-class banquet is for important guests, red and white ceremonies, and so on. The Confucian banquet is even more exquisite, what to serve the first big piece, after the big one, it has to be compatible with two compatible pieces, and there are many different dishes on the banquet of different natures.

Wang Yong saw it now, a table of dishes was dazzling, and Wang Yong's stomach that had just eaten couldn't help but growl.

Seeing this, Ziyu Zhongting immediately beckoned Wang Yong to eat, and the other uncles who learned that the marriage contract was invalid also had a good face for Wang Yong, and they all served Wang Yong vegetables.

For a while, a table of people ate a lot of food, and drank several bottles of wine.

The remaining female dependents went home early, and only when Ziyu Fengqing wanted to leave, they were left behind by Ziyu Zhongting.

At this time, Ziyu Zhongting and Wang Yong were already drunk, and they couldn't speak well.

Ziyu Zhongting patted Wang Yong on the shoulder and said, "Boy, do you dare to make a bet with grandpa?"

Wang Yong opened his mouth and said with drunken eyes: "There is ...... What don't you dare!"

"I ...... I didn't say it before, in fact, I think you didn't think you could catch up with Fengqing, so you took the initiative to withdraw from the marriage...... You said...... Isn't grandpa right?"

"What? You're just ...... How do you know I'm catching up with her? What does she have, isn't she just a pretty-looking person, a taller temperament, a smarter brain, more money in her hand, longer legs, and a bigger breast......

Wang Yong counted the advantages of Yu Fengqing with a big tongue, but he didn't think that this count would be endless, which completely conflicted with his sentence "What does she have". I couldn't help but be stunned.

Then he waved his hand and said, "In short, if I want to chase, I will definitely catch up!"

Ziyu Zhongting looked at Wang Yong in disbelief and shook his head: "Young man, he just likes to brag." I don't believe it, I don't believe ......"

"If I don't believe me, I'll chase you down! What if I catch up?"

"I caught up with my old man, and I was convinced! I have never served a few people in my life!" Ziyu Zhongting patted his chest and said.

"Okay......! Undecided!" Wang Yong also patted his chest and said.

Wang Yong, who was drunk, didn't notice Zi Yufengqing's murderous gaze behind him at all.

"Huh, why is the back of my neck cold, is the air conditioner turned on?" Wang Yong twisted his body uncomfortably, subconsciously avoiding the murderous gaze.

But Ziyu Zhongting had a smile in his eyes, looking like he had succeeded in his conspiracy.

When he was young, he was a heavy drinker, how could Ziyu Zhongting, who had been drinking for fifty or sixty years, get drunk so easily?