Putting down the phone, Zhang Longchu was a little annoyed by Zhao Guanyu's rudeness in talking about private matters at will, but after thinking about it, he suddenly realized that the reason why Zhao Guanyu was so open-mouthed was to show his selfless loyalty. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Ha, do you think of me as the emperors of the feudal dynasty in the old era who didn't respect the privacy of their courtiers at all, what a cunning guy..."

Without waiting for him to catch his breath, he asked respectfully, "Boss, what are you looking for me?" ”

"How is the University of Melbourne, which was rebuilt on the original site, and it should be almost completed?" Zhang Longchu smiled and pointed to the sofa opposite, motioning for Zhao Guanyu to sit down, and then asked.

"I went there yesterday afternoon, and the radiation contamination has been completely removed, the main building has been built, and only the gymnasium and greening are still in progress." Zhao Guanyu replied immediately.

"Is it..."Hearing this, a strange smile appeared on Zhang Longchu's face, and he said softly, "It's time to put a little pressure on our senior Lin Qiaosheng."

Wait a minute, you go to Bob to transfer a few 'professionals' to recover usury, and from today onwards, you will go to Tino to collect debts, the more excessive the means, the better, remember to play the play realistically, let our senior Lin give birth to the heroic spirit of saving the beauty, and take the initiative to transfer the accounts to his own head. ”

"Yes, boss," although he didn't understand why Zhang Longchu, a big man from a wealthy family and a promising person, would spend so much effort to design a strange-tempered and pretentious nerd like Lin Qiaosheng, but as a smart person who understands current affairs, Zhao Guanyu nodded and replied without any nonsense: "I'll do it right away." ”

"Also," seeing Zhao Guanyu's performance, Zhang Longchu showed a satisfied expression on his face, and said: "You have been learning things by Bob's side during this time, and you have learned very quickly, I plan to apply to the group headquarters to promote you to a reserve officer, if you succeed, you will officially take charge of yourself, and you must be prepared." ”

When the words landed, seeing that Zhao Guanyu's face immediately showed a surprised expression, Zhang Longchu was about to accept his gratitude and compliments, when he suddenly heard the antique wooden door of his office being smashed 'Pengpeng...' sounded a few times, and then was pushed away violently, and broke into an old woman with snow-white hair, luxurious and decent clothes, and elegant temperament, but her expression was extremely angry.

The two looked at each other, and before he could speak, the old woman suddenly pointed at Zhang Longchu and howled: "Isn't that my grandson Zhang Jinsong, he is my grandson, my own grandson, how dare you stop me, how dare you stop me..."

At the same time, the secretary, who followed the old woman and walked into the office quickly, explained in embarrassment: "Mr. Zhang, this old lady took a photo with you, said it was your grandmother, and went straight inside.

Because she has no superpowers, and she doesn't carry weapons, and what she said is very true, the guards and security guards didn't dare to use force..."

"It's okay Secretary Xu, you go out and do your own work." Zhang Longchu turned to the secretary from the howling old woman, waved his hand and interjected, as soon as the words fell, Zhao Guanyu on the side immediately stood up smartly, bowed and said, "Boss, then I will also go out to do things." He exited the office with his secretary.

After only Zhang Longchu and the old woman were left alone in the whole room, the old woman sat on the sofa where Zhao Guanyu was sitting just now, her expression seemed a little calmer, and she whispered indistinctly: "It's out, Jinsong, you're really out of breath."

Although it is only a 3-story old office building, after all, it is the Zhang family's dispatch agency, which symbolizes the authority of the entire family.

Zhang Longchu had actually inadvertently seen the appearance of this old woman from the photo and knew her identity, but for the purpose of pretending to be stupid, he still waited for her to finish her words, deliberately frowned, and asked: "Old lady, it seems that you know very well what kind of place this is, what kind of character I am, you said that you are my grandmother, if..."

"What do you mean I say yes," the old woman interrupted Zhang Longchu's words angrily, "Can the blood relationship between grandson and grandmother be so close!"

Of course I'm your grandmother, your father's own aunt...", as she spoke, she suddenly seemed to remember something, and her tone softened, "Ah, by the way, I heard that you had amnesia some time ago, but you really can't even recognize grandma?" ”

"Of course I can't recognize it," Hearing this, Zhang Longchu opened his mouth and asked: "I didn't even know who my biological parents were, or did I re-cultivate my feelings, but are you really my grandmother?" ”

"Of course," the old woman nodded again and again, her expression suddenly became nervous again, and she said incoherently: "Jinsong, grandma has something important to look for you, I'm afraid that your mother won't let me, you go home with me first, and then talk about it when I go home...", and then stood up, directly grabbed Zhang Longchu's arm, and was about to drag him out of the door.

How could the old woman's aging body be on a par with Zhang Longchu, who was also level 13 in his life energy without changing his body, under normal circumstances, not to mention pulling his body hard, even if it was a finger, it was impossible to pull it.

But the moment she grabbed her wrist with her dry and fleshless hands that felt hard like tree branches, Zhang Longchu trembled inexplicably in his heart, and he stood up obediently and walked out of his office.

The two came to the street one after the other, and the old woman stopped a taxi and dragged Zhang Longchu into it together, turned left and right in the downtown area of Melbourne, crossed half of the city, and came to a noble community with a beautiful environment in the northern suburbs.

Later, under her guidance, the taxi stopped in front of an outdoor swimming pool surrounded by large lawns, bushes and gardens, and the shape of the Western-style single-family house looked like it was some years old.

Zhang Longchu, who took the initiative to pay the fare, was a little dazed, and his spirit became more and more abnormal, and the old woman who was incoherent all the way got out of the car, and suddenly saw a middle-aged man who looked quite similar to his fake father Zhang Guangyao, but a taller and burly middle-aged man ran out from behind the bushes with a cigarette in his mouth.

Emotionally rushed to him, the middle-aged man hugged the old woman, hugged Zhang Longchu's shoulder, and muttered in his mouth, "Jinsong, you are here, you are here, at least you can have a conversation...", along the cobblestone road, towards the villa not far away.

The first floor of the villa is a very spacious living room with no compartments, and because there are floor-to-ceiling windows on all four walls that are more than one person high, it is very well lit and gives people a very transparent feeling when stepping into it.

With a kind of "it doesn't matter if no one tells me what happened, I'll know sooner or later anyway", Zhang Longchu was obediently pushed into the living room by the burly middle-aged man, and immediately felt that he had become the focus of attention, and the eyes of the original dozen people on the first floor of the villa were all cast on him.

At the same time, a middle-aged woman who was surrounded by a bunch of young people and sat on the sofa with a depressed soul, as if she had been stimulant, her pale face was surging with a layer of abnormal blood, she jumped up violently, rushed to Zhang Longchu in three or two steps, grabbed his arm tightly and said eagerly: "Jinsong, Jinsong, your brother has an accident, save him, you save him..."

"Madam, please calm down, okay," Zhang Longchu frowned, and gently broke free from the clutches of the middle-aged woman: "I finally found time to go to the office early this morning, and I was going to call a meeting of my subordinates, but I didn't expect to be brought here by an old lady who claimed to be my grandmother."

No matter what emergency happens, or how close you are to me, let me figure out the situation so that I can help, take a few deep breaths, and put my emotions..."

"There's no time, there's no time," the middle-aged woman's eyes straightened, and she interrupted Zhang Longchu's words with a howl: "I am your eldest aunt, and it is your cousin and cousin who let you save people, you, you..."

Before she finished speaking, the hidden door of the villa was suddenly pushed open, and a pair of middle-aged men and women hurriedly ran in, and the woman among them shouted loudly without waiting to stand firmly: "An Wei has heard the exact news, Jinxuan is now being held in the detention center for felons in Sydney City."

Because guilt is the 'only death penalty', and the evidence is conclusive, several of our well-known lawyer friends have said that there is no room for defense at all, and it is estimated that the trial process will be very fast, and it is likely that it will not take even a day from the appearance of the court to the execution, and we must find a way immediately..."

At this moment, an old man with a thick short beard on his chin, a thin body, an old face but sharp eyes, and an extraordinary face walked down the stairs in the corner of the house with a gloomy face, and first interrupted the woman's words sharply, "Okay, A-Ying, the news you inquire about is all nonsense, the matter is clearly there, who wouldn't know this." ”；

Then his eyes turned to the middle-aged woman, "Sister-in-law, don't be too excited, life and death are fateful, wealth is in the sky, and we have to bear the evil by ourselves, all we can do is do our best and obey the destiny of heaven." ”；

Finally, he looked at Zhang Longchu and asked, "Jinsong, I heard that you lost your memory some time ago, are you feeling better now?" ”

"I've regained my spirits, but my memories are still blurry." Zhang Longchu replied with a dry smile.

"yes, that's better to get your memories back." The old man strolled to a single high-backed soft chair in the middle of the living room and sat down, frowned and said, then paused slightly, pointed to himself, and said in a quiet tone: "I am your grandfather, Zhang Zhenxiao, you wrote it down." (To be continued.) )