In the No. 1 villa of the Provincial Party Committee, in the living room, Tang Yanshan talked about yin virtue, which made Zhang Yin and Zhang Weidong's mother and son look sideways.

Seeing that the eyes of the mother and son were too sharp, he couldn't resist it, so he had to smile bitterly: "Can you blame me for this, even the immortal cultivators have come out, I have seen it with my own eyes, can I still believe it? Is there really yin virtue in this world, who can say clearly? Son, you say, is there any?"

Tang Yanshan set his sights on Zhang Weidong.

Zhang Weidong hesitated, and smiled helplessly: "Dad, this, I don't know what to do, I'm afraid that the people in the entire immortal cultivation world can't explain this problem clearly——"

Tang Yanshan immediately smiled and said to his wife: "Look, even the people in the immortal cultivation realm can't say clearly, what if there is, so, I think, even if we don't, let's ask for peace of mind, spending hundreds of thousands, one million, it's not a lot of money for us, but for some people, it's a big deal, and it can help them a lot, such a good thing, why don't you do it?"

Zhang Yin glanced at him, snorted and said: "Virtue! You didn't ask me, how can you know that I don't agree? Hundreds of thousands, one million, thanks to what you said, as long as it is a good thing, the 10 million that my son gave me, we can donate it!"

Zhang Weidong immediately gave his thumb and said with a smile: "Mom is bold enough!"

"But 10 million is still too little, it's no problem to ask for 100 million, the only problem is that you have to spend this money where it should be spent, instead of letting people cut off a little bit and cut off that point, and then embezzle it and embezzle it, then it is contrary to the original intention!"

"Yes, what my son said is right! Those who embezzled these charity funds should be shot!" Zhang Yin also said angrily. "In my opinion, it's better to be a private fund, at least I know it!"

Tang Yanshan shook his head and said, "It's hard to find the right candidate!"

"Dad, Mom, if you want to be charitable, I have the right person!" Zhang Weidong touched his chin and said.

He thought of Lin Yanan.

Dongyun Healthcare Co., Ltd., which now has three major shareholders, is a veritable joint-stock company. Zhang Weidong accounted for sixty percent, and the Xiao family accounted for thirty percent. There is also a hundred percent to Lin Yanan, which is allocated from Zhang Weidong's shares.

Today, Lin Yanan is the chairman of the board of directors, president and CEO of the company, and the representative of the Xiao family is the vice chairman and vice president. Heli manages the company's operations.

And Zhang Weidong never interfered, and he didn't even bother to read the company's quarterly and annual financial reports.

In response to the sentence, he really doesn't value these worldly wealth, whether it is earned or lost. He doesn't care.

If it weren't for Xiao Biyun and Lin Yanan's resolute opposition, he wouldn't even want the sixty percent shares.

Now, the company's operation is smooth, and as soon as the Xiao family joins again, it is even more peaceful, and its strength has increased greatly.

Because of this, Lin Yanan is busy with her feet on the ground, sometimes thinking about it. Zhang Weidong also felt a little sorry for her.

However, seeing that she is very busy, Zhang Weidong is not easy to stop.

"Oh, who is it?" asked Tang Yanshan.

Zhang Weidong smiled slightly and said, "Do you remember Dongyun Health Care Company?"

Tang Yanshan was stunned. The son's company accounts for six or seven percent of the shares, and now, that company has become a well-known company in the country, producing only one, hangover jade liquid!

Although the product is a bit monotonous, the annual product sales are extremely crazy!

Last year, the company's turnover reached more than 70 billion yuan, and its products were all over China. It is even exported to Europe and the United States, and the increase is extremely rapid.

Tang Yanshan's heart suddenly shook, in this way, how much money should his son have?

"My idea was that it would be better to set up a charitable fund in that company and donate to it. That's dead money, it's better to let the fund do it, it's more formal, it can be operated for a long time, and more people can be called on to do charity, so the effect is greater, and for the company, with a large amount of charity investment, the image in the society is also positive, and the image of the product is consistent, killing two birds with one stone!" Zhang Weidong said. ...,

Zhang Yin agreed when she heard it: "This is very good!"

Tang Yanshan also thought it was good, but asked another question, "Son, how much money do you have now?"

These words made Zhang Weidong stunned, scratched his head, and said ashamedly: "This, I really don't know how to do it, I haven't seen it-"

The company's annual dividends, which are astronomical, are on another account, which is the shareholder's account.

However, he also has other accounts, and there are hundreds of millions of funds on them, and the usual expenses are taken from this, so how can he have time to check what dividends?

Zhang Yin's eyes lit up, and she said with interest: "Son, mom will check it for you?"

Zhang Weidong couldn't help but look for a moment, took out a gold card from his 'pocket', and gave it to her.

"I'll check tomorrow!" Zhang Yin took it carefully and put it on her body.

Tang Yanshan immediately laughed at her for being a fan of money.

Zhang Yin blushed, but retorted: "What's wrong with being a fan of money!"

About an hour after dinner, the doorbell rang at the villa.

"Lao Huang, you go upstairs!" Zhang Weidong went to open the door, not forgetting to tell Lao Huang, so as not to scare the guests. Lao Huang got up together and went upstairs in a few clicks.

There was a man of about fifty standing outside the door, quite official, not at all restrained, estimated to be his father's subordinate, and his rank was not low.

Zhang Weidong smiled politely and nodded, and let him in.

The middle-aged man was stunned when he saw Zhang Weidong, and nodded with a smile.

Seeing Tang Yanshan making tea in the living room, the middle-aged man said, "Secretary Tang!"

"Comrade Changfu is here, come, sit!" Tang Yanshan stood up and said casually.

Zhang Weidong wanted to go upstairs and give them space to talk, but at this time, Tang Yanshan stopped him.

"Weidong, come here, I'll introduce you!"

Zhang Weidong had no choice but to go over, and Tang Yanshan said to the middle-aged man: "Changfu, this is my second son, Zhang Weidong!"

"Wei Dong, this is Comrade Li Changfu, the secretary of the Xiqin Municipal Party Committee, you have to call Uncle Li!"

"Uncle Li!" Zhang Weidong was helpless, so he had to call him with a smile.

Li Changfu was surprised, Secretary Tang's second son seemed to have never heard of it.

He hurriedly stood up, shook hands with Zhang Weidong, and asked with a smile: "Weidong is a talent, what are you doing now?"

"Unemployed—" Zhang Weidong said with a faint smile. "You and my dad are busy, I still have something to do, go upstairs!"

Seeing that Zhang Weidong was reluctant to say more, Li Changfu didn't care, nodded with a smile, and sat down again.

Tang Yanshan shook his head and smiled bitterly: "Leave him alone, he is unemployed, this kid doesn't want to work at all." used to have a good job, but he quit just quit, and his family didn't care about him!"

"Oh, Secretary Tang, why do I think Weidong is a little familiar?" Li Changfu said with a smile.

He was previously a middle-ranked lieutenant governor of the Western Province. did not join the Standing Committee, but this time he was transferred to the secretary of the Municipal Party Committee and became a member of the Standing Committee, which belonged to Tang Yanshan's family.

Tang Yanshan nodded and said, "He, he used to be the assistant director of the Xiqin City Public Security Bureau, but he resigned a month after the year——"

"Ah, Rongzhen Zhang Weidong?!" a figure suddenly flashed in Li Changfu's mind. I couldn't help but be surprised.

Zhang Weidong is actually Secretary Tang's second son?

This shocked Li Changfu a lot.

It's just that, no matter how you look at it, I think Secretary Tang was very proud when he introduced this son?

Tang Yanshan nodded with a smile and said, "Don't talk about him-"

——

Tang Yanshan's work is indeed very busy, even if he meets some subordinates to talk about some work, it takes time.

After Li Changfu left, Deputy Secretary Jiang came to visit him again. After chatting for a while, by the time the guests left, it was already ten o'clock in the evening.

in the room on the second floor. Since Li Changfu came, Zhang Weidong has never come down.

Lao Huang continued to refine the Demon Beast Neidan, and Zhang Weidong was also cross-legged on the bed, practicing the "Forging God Formula". This exercise is a bit abusive, every time it runs, the eighteen strands of spiritual power are like being beaten by eighteen giant hammers, the head is like a drum beating for a while, and the head is like being split more than a dozen petals, and it hurts, and it hurts to go crazy...,

Merely. After enduring the cultivation, you will find that the spiritual power after tempering is more tenacious and condensed, and then there is no endless sea of knowledge, and there is always a trace of new substance spilled down and attached to your body. It was absorbed one by one and transformed into spiritual power, and the spiritual power actually increased!

It can be said that this exercise is very rebellious!

The reason is that people's spiritual power is innate, although there are more or less, strong and weak, but it is difficult to increase the day after tomorrow. Even if there are such exercises, they are still used to exercise the divine sense, but they cannot increase the essence of the exercises.

And the stronger and stronger the basic spiritual power, the stronger the divine consciousness will be when the same cultivation is in the future, and you can imagine how great the benefits are.

"Forging Divine Technique" has done this, not only can it exercise its divine sense in the future, making it more tenacious and powerful, but it can also increase mental power now!

Zhang Weidong's original spiritual power was strong from the beginning, but by chance, a supreme sword intent did not chop him to death, and he survived, but his spiritual power doubled, and the benefits he got were even more maddening!

This kind of opportunity may not have been predicted by the founder of "Da Luo Jue".

In this way, he could postpone the condensation of his divine consciousness, and once the eighteen threads of spiritual power grew to the limit, he would immediately split them again, becoming thirty-six threads, or even seventy-two threads, and so on.

At that time, the spiritual power will condense and absolutely sweep the foundation building period!

The only thing that doesn't know for sure is how far the slate will be able to collapse before it collapses.

Zhang Weidong's face turned pale, and even his body trembled, but in order to become stronger, he endured it, cultivated the "Forging God Technique" once, stopped immediately, and after resting for a while, he gritted his teeth and continued.

He believed that one day, he could easily bear the pain caused by the "Forging Divine Formula".

So, rarely, after practicing the "Forging Divine Formula" for a night, Zhang Weidong slept lazily and slept until ten o'clock in the morning.

He was woken up by a banging knock on the door.

"Son, get up quickly!" but it was Zhang Yin.

Zhang Weidong looked at the window, the light was good, it should be sunny weather.

I had no choice but to open the door in my pajamas.

On the side, Lao Huang also stopped refining and stood up.

As soon as the door opened, Zhang Yin came in directly, but with the gold card in his hand, he asked nervously, "Son, how much money do you have?"

She went to the bank in the morning to check and was shocked.

A six, followed by an eight, and then eight zeros, she counted a few times, and she was sure!

Sixty-eight billion!

Zhang Weidong was frightened by her expression, and said a little speechlessly: "Mom, you woke me up early in the morning to ask this? It seems that you didn't go to check, you just know the way, money is just a number, besides, I have hundreds of millions of funds on my other card, enough to spend——"

"Stinky boy, 6.8 billion! 6.8 billion!" Zhang Yin said excitedly.

"How much? 6.8 billion? So much?!" Zhang Weidong was also stunned, he didn't think the company was so profitable, it has only been open for less than three years, right?" "It seems that the company has really made money, so you can take this card, no matter how you spend it, I don't feel distressed if it is all spent!"

Zhang Yin was angry, knocked her son, and said, "That's not good, I have to show you, otherwise let your father know the truth, and don't keep fighting this idea?" Hurry up, it's past ten o'clock!"

Saying that, Zhang Yin walked out of his son's bedroom, probably to hide the gold card.

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