Zhang Shidong smiled and pointed to the phone number. The meaning was very obvious. Call it. I'll watch you call here and see what effect your phone number can have. I'll wait.

"My eldest granddaughter's man is here, I have to treat you to a meal. What's the matter? After the meal, what's your name now? Dogdan, let's have a meal to serve."

The deadlock failed to survive for ten seconds. There was a hint of hoarseness in his old age, but a sharp sound came from the ears. Hua Jingyun pushed a wheelchair and walked out slowly from behind. A thin and thin person made people feel that there was not much flesh on his body. His face and hands were covered with old-fashioned spots, wrinkles and folds piled up together. At first glance, you could know that this was a very fierce old lady. Her pale hair could only see a little black silk at the root of her hair. She was dressed very plainly, but every decoration on her body was priceless. The bead chains on her hands, the jade pendant between her neck, the ring on her fingers, and even the old-fashioned ring earrings on her ears all had a simple charm. If the old lady's clothes were street goods, then the jewelry on her body was a rare treasure that could only be worn by the top wealthy families in the world.

Hua Feihua's expression has changed slightly, she walked to the old lady and whispered: "Grandma, why are you out?"

Hua Jingyun, who was standing beside him, moved away from the position. In this family, there were no more than ten people who were qualified to stand behind the old lady and push her wheelchair, including two old servants and a newly acquired maid. The little fat man Goudan disappeared for a while and had lost weight for several times. There was an uncontrollable irritability and anger in his eyes. If he had not dared to make any mistakes in front of the old lady, he would have been preparing to kill and release the depression of being imprisoned some time ago.

As soon as the old lady came forward, everyone bowed and bowed. As the wife of the former head of the family and the biological mother of the current head of the family, the old lady's status in this family is special and cannot be compared with anyone. She took charge of half of the family decades ago, and almost managed the entire family twenty or thirty years ago. In the past decades, it was only gradually put the power into the hands of her son. Filial piety is the only good quality of this old lady who is so despicable in many people's hearts that she is inexhaustible. Her descendants all inherit the word filial piety. In such a family, Hua Gucheng is only filial to her, Hua Feihua is only filial to her father and grandmother and uncle who is more straightforward to the old lady's other son.

The Hua family has many families, and in Huafeihua's generation, there are more than a hundred cousins, brothers and sisters. In the eyes of the old lady, only the grandchildren born by her son can be loved by her. It depends on whether these girls and boys are liked by them and what role their biological mother is. She herself controls the lifeline of part of the family, so naturally she does not want the head of the family to have an incompetent mother in the future.

Hua Jingyun is what she values, and Hua Feihua is also what she values. As for Hua Feiyang, a son from a down-and-out noble ambition girl from the British Peninsula, who is just an ungrateful wolf. This is still his grandson. The children of the children born by his husband and other women are like grass in the eyes of the old lady, and they are similar to the servants who serve here.

Looking at Zhang Shidong, the old lady's cold eyes showed a sense of ruthlessness, which was much stronger than Hua Gucheng's aura: "Little guy, have a meal with me, the old lady?"

Zhang Shidong smiled: "It's natural that the elders invite each other, but I am a home-loving person and like to eat Chinese food."

The old lady signaled Hua Feihua to push herself to the huge dining table in the restaurant: "I have top cuisine masters here that are no less than those in China."

Zhang Shidong put his hands in his pockets of his cropped pants, and walked behind the old lady with a cigarette in his mouth and walked towards the dining table. He sat up at the side of the old lady without hesitation. You should know that at the end of the long table, there was only a chair placed to one side. After the old lady's wheelchair was parked there, two chairs formed a simultaneous posture. Zhang Shidong sat on the second chair on one side and left the first chair to Hua Feihua. As for the little fat man, he kicked it on the third chair by him. Then he waved his hand to the servant next to him and said, "Pineapple gulp meat, fish-flavored shredded pork, seafood soup, fried meat peeling, and prepare the best barbecue for my brother. It should be roasted freshly, not cooked thoroughly, just prepare a hundred or ten pounds."

Except for Hua Gucheng who sat in his home head position, many people's positions have changed. The person sitting at the farthest is more than twenty meters away from the straight line between the old lady and Hua Gucheng. Eating on such a dining table is a torture for those who hate red tape. Everything will make you reluctant. Fortunately, the distance between the position is more than half a meter, which allows the servants behind to easily serve food and clean up the meal garbage on the table.

The meal was calm and no one spoke. The old lady started to move. Almost everyone had the food they liked to eat. The meals of each series were different. There were some meals such as big dishes or sweet soup in the middle of the table. The old lady himself, a box of leeks, a bowl of tomato and egg flower soup, and two pieces of braised pork that were 70% thin and three parts fat. She ate soon, and then sat there watching Zhang Shidong fly up and down with chopsticks and spoons, regardless of the people next to him, the food around him was wiped out.

"Guncheng, Jingyun, big girl, come to my room and sit down."

At the old lady's order, Hua Shentong and some of his good-facing faces changed. From everyone's discussion to a small-scale decision, the old lady blocked all the moves he prepared in one sentence.

Just as he was about to speak, the old lady's gloomy eyes swept over, Hua Shentong dared not refute a word, and sat down honestly. The old lady did not limit the portion they deserved. For many years, she has never deducted the wealth that everyone deserved. In addition to having a clear conscience, you want to get a little more, and you have to ask me if I agree. For many years, no one who is not welcomed by an old lady can get a little more from the family.

The old lady's room is simple, boring, with a strong sense of metal. There is no unnecessary decoration or any complicated things. Except for all kinds of antiques and valuable things that can have a place in her room, there is no fruit tray or tea cup on the coffee table. It is as empty as an ashtray. You can't see the same extra thing in this room, or even a cup of water you can't see it on the surface.

There is no comfortable sofa, only a set of red sandalwood wooden chairs, which are cold on them, just the same temperature as the room, and are lower than the 20 degrees that normal people can adapt to. If you wear less clothes, you will feel a little chill and uncomfortable when you sit in this room for a while.

Zhang Shidong didn't care about that, and sat down and lit it. The picture was filled with food and drink, and lying at the door. As if there was no one around, a little girl of sixteen or seventeen was put in front of Zhang Shidong with an ashtray, and stood at the door in a manner and waited for instructions. She looked a little nervous. She could serve the real Lao Fu in this family. She could make money that ordinary people could imagine. Generally, the annual salary of the listed company was similar to that of this little girl. How could she not be nervous? Once the old lady didn't need her, she would immediately go from a working emperor to a senior working person. The gap during this period was calculated in millions.

Flowers are lonely in the city, flowers are shocked by the clouds, and flowers are not flowers sit separately. Although they are not properly bound, they have lost their momentum when they are outside. Facing their backbone, they hide their thoughts in their minds, and everything is diverted by the old lady's will.

"Boy, don't you think I'm short of anything now?" The old lady put her hands on the wheelchair, and Zhang Shidong smiled and said, "It's a better crutch."

"Your dog-beating stick will pay a price."

“Not selling!”

"Aren't you afraid that I won't hand over the big girl to you?"

"Not afraid."

"Aren't you afraid of throwing your life here?"

"I'm afraid, but you can't stay. The old lady has been tiring to sit and move around for more than seventy years."

I saw the old lady laughing coldly and slapped her hand on the wheelchair. The psychological hint that people in the wheelchair subconsciously made people think that she could not move was not valid at all for Zhang Shidong. As soon as the old lady appeared, he realized the breath that only top-level strong people had.

The claws came from top to bottom, and the old lady's old posture disappeared completely, replaced by a kind of inner connotation that she had only been pregnant for many years. The old lady had been hanging for more than seventy years after practicing breathing. The power of Zhang Shidong tried his best to force the old lady back, which made her hands numb and she could not directly cause harm to her.

"roar!"

Tu stood up, shook his big head, opened his mouth, and roared at the door not far away. Two swift figures flashed out from the door, blocking Zhang Shidong and Tu's full force respectively. Blood was overflowing from the corner of his mouth, his hands were hanging down on the line of his pants, his head lowered, ignored the blood from the corner of his mouth, and stood behind the old lady's wheelchair.

The old lady sat in a wheelchair calmly, her hands trembling without any concealing her hands. She stared at Zhang Shidong and nodded, "Heroes are young, there are not many people in the world who can stop me from this."

Zhang Shidong didn't give her any face: "That's because you are ignorant. The outside world is no longer what you think. Every year there will be strong people coming out, and it's okay to scare people in just one move. If I really try my best, I will think of no less than twenty of you who can kill you in three minutes."

"presumptuous!"

Two old slaves, one man and one woman, stared forward and took Zhang Shidong to question him. The old lady raised her hand and signaled them to retreat: "Here, I want to keep you. Although I will pay some price, can you believe it?"

Zhang Shidong nodded: "I believe it, but the price is that more than half of the Hua family here will die."

The old lady chuckled: "There are no other things in the Hua family. There is a younger brother in Gucheng. I have always kept it outside. He died. His younger brother came back to lead the family. Jingyun and the big girl died. There are still people outside, and you, there are only one."

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