A Bentley luxury car roared across the highway, all the way forward, and soon came to the "first luxury house in Shanghai" Tan Palace.

Zhang Heng has never felt that time can pass so quickly, after returning from receiving the award in the United States, he has spent it in a mysterious state, he seems to feel that his mission has been completed, and he has also thought about making one blockbuster movie after another while he is young.

But now, he didn't seem to feel the need.

Who has ever seen the richest man in the world go to a messy set to make a movie?

When he heard the request of Lao Fu, the housekeeper of the Tan Palace, Zhang Heng came back to his senses, sat up from the sofa, and then walked quickly to greet the visitor.

"Hello, Mr. Zhang." When a gorgeously dressed woman walked into the Tan Palace, she looked at the huge villa like a castle, and then looked at Zhang Heng and bowed slightly: "Your Majesty asked me to tell you that the wedding will be held on March 18 next year, and before that, you and Her Royal Highness the princess will not be able to meet." ”

"Why?" Zhang Heng looked at Wei Lan.

Wei Lan smiled slightly, "This is what His Majesty means, Mr. Zhang." ”

After Wei Lan left, Zhang Heng reacted, and he asked the housekeeper Lao Fu: "The royal family still means this?" ”

"Yes, sir." Lao Fu smiled: "The royal princess is different from a commoner woman, in principle, there is no such thing as premarital love. ”

Lao Fu is sixty years old, he is a specially trained personal butler in the Tan Palace, and has served many rich predators, but he has never been able to serve a young rich man with such status and status as this time.

Speaking of wealth, his personal net worth is the first in the world, and when it comes to status, he is about to marry a royal princess......

Lao Fu is old, not frightened, for the first time when he knew that the master he served was so originated, he hesitated for a long time, the emperor's house, the slightest carelessness is a disaster of blood and light, although he has been alone for more than sixty years, but in private there are still many poor students who have been raised, if he wants to continue to do this, he must accept the arrangement of the executives of the Dangong Palace.

Fortunately, Zhang Heng is not three-headed and six-armed, and he is much more cultivated than ordinary young people.

Zhang Heng fell into a state of mystery and mystery again, he sat on the sofa, staring at the huge fireplace wall in a daze, on the wall, hanging is an unknown oil painting, although the Tan Palace is called "the first mansion in Shanghai", but every room is hung with the pen "Van Gogh" The real handiwork is too ridiculous.

For a whole week, Zhang Heng spent a whole week in the Tan Palace, thinking and summarizing the progress and conclusions of the past few years, and then making a systematic plan for the rest of his life.

First of all, South Africa's inheritance of Doug's arms industry and armed forces is resolutely not touchable, this is Zhang Heng as a "peacemaker" principle issue, secondly, in the company's operation, has been able to do not have to let him do everything must bow down, after the group listed, has begun to carry out business in an orderly manner, he only needs to carry out subtle regulation in the overall situation, under the leadership of the "think tank" team, you can make the entire group thriving.

Zhang Heng picked up the little gold figure won at the Oscar again and stroked it gently.

The dream of the previous life has been realized, what is the next step?

The housekeeper Lao Fu suddenly found that Mr. was missing.

Originally, he thought that his husband was going out to play, but after a day, two days, three days...... For a whole month, he did not receive a single message from his husband.

Lao Fu's heart trembled, and he hurriedly contacted the high-level of the Tan Palace Mansion, and after contacting, Lao Fu suddenly picked up a letterhead under the sofa and opened it, and there were two big characters on it, "Don't look for it".

Lao Fu sat on the sofa in despair, looking at the "Van Gogh" mural that Zhang Heng had been looking at for a few days, and looked at it for a long time, and when all the high-level officials of the Tan Palace hurried to the scene, he saw Lao Fu open his mouth slightly, pointed to the field revealed on the Van Gogh mural, and said in a trembling voice: "Sir, has Mr. gone there?" ”

There? Where?

All the high-level officials followed Lao Fu's line of sight and looked at the Van Gogh fresco.

Blue sky, white clouds, endless golden wheat fields.

"Lao Fu, what are you talking about!" A high-level scolded.

"Where the hell did Mr. Zhang go?"

"Lao Fu, how did you take care of Mr. Zhang! Sue you, if Mr. Zhang is hurt by a hair, you don't want to get out of here alive! ”

"Hurry up and contact Mr. Ye of Nirvana Media Group!!"

After all the high-level officials couldn't find the news of Zhang Heng, they all panicked, and began to hurriedly take out the phone, some called the police, some called Ye Hui, and some called the royal family.

Only Lao Fu stared blankly at the Van Gogh fresco.

He clearly remembers that not long ago, his husband stood in front of this mural and said with a sigh: "It would be nice to live here." ”

Blue sky, white clouds, endless golden wheat fields.

Soon, the local government officials and police detectives in Yanhai, all the high-level executives of Nirvana Media, Ye Hui, Gu Xiaorong, Song Xiaoke, Wei Lan and others who rushed to the royal family rushed to the scene, all trained the scene, and at the same time, Lao Fu, as the first suspect in the crime at the time of the incident, was charged by the police as soon as possible and imprisoned.

And Zhang Heng's disappearance was also strictly required by Nirvana Media to be kept secret.

However, there is no such thing as an impermeable wall.

The richest man in the world is missing!?

The news soon spread throughout China and even to all countries in the world.

People exclaimed, discussing who kidnapped Zhang Heng, countless fans wept bitterly, and called the police and Nirvana Media Group over and over again, and the stock of Nirvana Media Group also fell sharply, and the valuation shrank sharply, evaporating one or two billion US dollars in an instant.

Countless people speculate whether Zhang Heng was kidnapped or killed, and for now, the possibility of kidnapping is very rare, because so far, no kidnappers have come to extort him, was he killed?

On the Internet, a lot of related posts began to appear, and some people began to compile countless eye-catching murder cases based on Zhang Heng's disappearance, so that some people made a lot of money because of it, but soon, these suspected rumors were arrested and put in prison, and the authorities began to dispatch a special task force to strictly investigate any rumors on the Internet about Zhang Heng and other signs, once investigated, they will face the thunderous wrath of the country.

The entire network is full of soldiers, and no one dares to continue to discuss Zhang Heng, even Zhang Heng, who occupies the first place in the number of posts on the post bar all year round, has also seen the first decline in the ranking.

Everyone knows that this time it was the current royal family who did it.

The future son-in-law is missing?

Are you kidding!

As soon as Zhou Min gave an order, the power of the state machine began to run rapidly, and countless invisible dark lines were dispatched from all directions to find Zhang Heng.

It's just that a month has passed, two months have passed, three months have passed, and half a year has passed, and there is still not a trace of information from Zhang Heng.

Zhou Min took a piece of letterhead in his hand, looked at the two words "don't find" on it, and his eyes had a little understanding.

Once a person reaches the pinnacle of wealth and power, a feeling of loneliness and loneliness arises.

Sitting at the pinnacle of imperial power, the experience of this feeling is especially profound.

Also because he is the emperor of the country, except for official business, he almost never leaves Chang'an City, although he has reached the peak of the empire in terms of power, but in fact, as an emperor, he can move very little, which is no different from soldiers being confined.

Locked up in a dark, pitch-black confinement chamber with no one to talk to you is the scariest thing that can happen.

After figuring it out, Zhou Min felt a little at ease, but the next moment he was furious and tore the letterhead in his hand to pieces.

Wayward!

It's so capricious!

Zhou Min scolded at the air, then glanced at the empty hall, and muttered to himself, when, I can be willful......

Zhou Min burst into tears in his heart.

Fortunately, the royal family is basically isolated from the outside world, and after communicating with Wei Lan, Xiao Jieyu did not let Xiao Jieyu know about it, otherwise the troublesome people would definitely go crazy again.

It's just that this kid, play and play, you say a quasi-letter, when will you come back?

……

Rewind the clock to half a year ago.

In the Tan Palace, Zhang Heng sat in front of the sofa, looking at the fake of Van Gogh's frescoes on the wall, and looked at it for a long time.

Finally, he made up his mind, and after calling the forces in South Africa, he soon got an ID card and passport and other information documents named "Lin Tian".

All the documents are genuine, including Lin Tian, a person whose name and photo are almost exactly the same as Zhang Heng's.

After writing two words on a piece of letterhead, Zhang Heng avoided all surveillance and left the Tan Palace unconsciously.

Two days later.

Yanhai, a department store wholesale market called "steamed buns", the flow of people is surging, countless people pass through here, many people stay in front of a wholesaler, after falling in love with an item, they begin to bargain.

"This, this, and this, all wrap them up for me, hey, Lao Liu, you missed a few silk gloves last time, and you make up for me this time!" A silvery bell sounded in the wholesale market.

The black-and-white old man smiled bitterly and said: "Xiao Ning, can you still leave us a way to live, it was originally given to you at the entry price, just a few gloves, as for remembering so clearly, you make so much money on the Internet, we who don't understand the Internet can't earn you a few dollars?" ”

"Go and go, don't be disrespectful to the old, businessmen should be honest." Tranquility asked Xiao Kun and them to move the ordered goods to the van outside the market, and then took out the wallet from the backpack and began to count the money to pay the bill, saying while counting: "Lao Liu, what age is it now, why don't you buy a credit card machine and come back, I will pay the bill directly by swiping the card to save trouble, it is very troublesome again and again." ”

"No, no, I'm old, I can't keep up with the times, but I have a bit of a money machine, Xiao Ning, do you want to have some?" Lao Liu said, packed the four pairs of silk gloves that he missed last time, and handed them to Xiao Kun, who was moving the goods.

"The speed of buying a money counter is getting better."

Ning Ning pursed her lips, scooped out all the 100 yuan in her bag, and handed it to Lao Liu: "Oh, let's order." ”

With the rattling of the money counter, Lao Liu raised his head and said with a smile: "No, there is still a difference of three hundred, this is only three thousand nine, you have to pay me four thousand two." ”

Tranquility remembered that she had refueled the van on the way before, so she hurriedly said: "Okay, okay, it's not the first time I've come, I'll give it to you next time, I'll give it to you next time." ”

"That's not going to work." Lao Liu smiled and said, "Why don't you leave those four pairs of silk gloves, and I'll let you owe a few days?" ”

"No way!"

The four silk gloves added up to almost two or three hundred, and Ning Jing was naturally reluctant, shaking her head again and again.

"Then take three hundred dollars!"

Lao Liu also refused to give an inch.

In the midst of a stalemate between the two sides, a low, magnetic voice rang out.

"I'll pay for it."

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Thanks to the rewards of "Xiaoyao", "Empty", "Solitary", "I am a mortal", and thank you for the monthly passes of brothers such as "Bing Xiongxiong", "Blind Immortal", "Solitary", "If you know it", "Shoushui Tea Fragrance", "Ma Xing Jiuxiao", "Brand", "My mortal" and other brothers!

Chapter 405 has been revised, the plot of the finale has been deleted, and new things have been added to it, so you can watch it for free if you refresh that chapter

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