"Tonight, we will gather everyone and announce something."
"You all know what happened recently in Huaiyuantang."
"No matter Xin'antang or other branches separated from the treasury, they are eyeing that position, so naturally my Xin'antang cannot be left behind."
"I have received the most accurate news that Zhu Youchun has no fertility, so even if he returns to Yongletang, it will have no impact on our plan."
"I want to be wronged and Ronghua, and then I will be adopted under Zhu Youchun's name."
"Rongliang, Rongjie, and you, starting tomorrow, withdraw 10 billion US dollars from the family fund as your startup capital. In three years, the one with the highest profit will be inherited from Xin'antang."
Zhu Ronghua's cousin and sister were overjoyed.
Zhu Yuanjia looked at her husband calmly, and the expression on her face slightly sank.
She is a daughter, a married daughter, and a splashed water.
Damn it!
Why do all these playboys have 10 billion?
The bullshit start-up capital, I don’t know what they are using for this money.
But even if you spend money on money, such a huge amount of money will be enough for them to spend their entire lives.
Zhu Yongchang then looked at her again and said lightly:
"Yuan Jia, you also withdraw 5 billion from the family fund. You can arrange this money freely."
Zhu Yuanjia was furious.
Five billion?
My family of five will give you five billion?
This is clearly the case that after taking these five billion, don’t think about anything else.
However, each of the little boys in the eldest brother and their family received 10 billion yuan as startup capital, which means that they can still divide the property in the future.
She didn't dare to refute, and she didn't dare to get angry, so she could only lower her head and whisper.
One order after another was sent out from Zhu Yongchang's mouth. It was obvious that this was what he had planned long ago.
What disappointed others the most was that Zhu Yongchang didn't mention a single word about the 100 billion US dollars lost by Zhu Ronghua.
"Okay, I hope you will work together and don't forget our origins and the glory of the family. Xin'antang will surely soar into the sky in the future."
Zhu Yongchang looked around everyone and said lightly:
"Does anyone have any opinions?"
Everyone in the Zhu family shook their heads repeatedly, and no one dared to say a word.
What are you kidding?
At this time, the money I just got was about to fly away.
Instead of revealing Zhu Ronghua’s scars at this time, it is better to spend them first with 10 billion.
Zhu Yongchang's wrinkled face gradually looked very comfortable:
"Very good, you all are sensible, let's have a meal."
Just as the Zhu family was about to move their chopsticks.
Clang!!
A loud noise suddenly came out of the front yard.
The movement seemed to be... the door was kicked away?
Peat!!
Zhu Ronghua's father Zhu Anran immediately stood up and strode out.
Xin'antang looked at it from the outside, but when he came in, he realized that there was a world inside and was extremely vigilant. Even if it was an established armed force, he would not have the opportunity to break through this place.
Even if it is bombarded with missiles, it won't work.
Do you really think that the ancient martial artists of the Zhu family are all vegetarians?
Not to mention, the Zhu family also has a group of superpowers who buy at high prices.
But what's so bad is that the gate was kicked away, and none of these super experts... appeared?
From the outside, the gate of Xin'an Hall was only painted with bright red vermilion paint, and nothing could be seen, but from the inside you can see that this is an ebony that is extremely rare, extremely expensive, even far exceeding the golden nanmu.
The so-called ebony is also called gloomy wood.
What is gloomy wood?
During the crust movement hundreds of thousands of years ago, towering trees buried deep underground were naturally carbonized, forming wood between carbon and wood.
Under the condition of hypoxia and high pressure, this wood has undergone thousands of years of carbonization, making these ebony extremely hard and comparable to steel.
You should know that the wood that can be buried deep underground for hundreds of thousands of years is all the ceilings in the wood, and it can be maintained, and even fewer.
Is golden nanmu precious?
This is what the emperor's coffin board, bed board, and large pillars of the Golden Palace are used.
However, the gate of the Zhu family in Xin'antang is a golden nanmu ebony, that is, an ebony formed by the golden nanmu being buried deep underground for hundreds of thousands of years.
The two are stacked together and can no longer be considered precious.
Back then, when every branch of the Hongwu Zhu family divided the sect, they would take away some things from this sect.
Furniture, antiques, calligraphy and paintings, etc.
These things belong to their branch, and are also inherited for hundreds of years, and belong to their property.
The pair of gates of Xin'an Hall were the gates of the royal palace when Zhu Yongchang's ancestors were still vassal kings.
It can be said that this pair of gates is real face for Xin'antang.
Now, the face has been kicked away.
Now that the face has been kicked away, none of the bodyguards at home have appeared.
If something goes wrong, there will be a demon.
When Zhu Anran saw that his door fell to the ground and scattered, his eyes turned dark on the spot and he couldn't faint.
The ebony door of the golden nanmu is extremely strong, one of which is still hanging on the lintel, swaying and unable to bear it, falling down.
Bang!
Another loud noise.
"What the hell is going on?"
"what happened?"
The people from the Zhu family were shocked and stood up and walked out.
At this time, a large number of bodyguards in Xin'antang rushed out.
However, there is still no high-end combat power.
At the dim door, figures flashed by, and more than a dozen ordinary bodyguards were holding weapons in their hands, surrounding the door.
Zhu Zhu Yongchang brought people to the front hall with a cane. When he saw that the door was kicked away, he was breathing out an old blood.
Then, a surge of rage surged out of his forehead.
A great shame.
This is an unprecedented shame and humiliation since the establishment of Xin'an Hall.
The door was kicked through, which was simply a slap in the face.
"who?"
“Who is it?”
"Get out of here!"
A somewhat lazy and smiling voice came from the door:
"I am just a man."
Forget about this voice, Zhu Ronghua's face turned pale in an instant.
Su Mu!!
Isn't he dead?
Why didn't he die?
Zhu Ronghua shouted almost out of control:
"Impossible! You are a clumsy, you are not...you! You...how can you still be alive?"
At the door, Su Mu poked his head out with a smile, then reached out and shook it at everyone in the Su family:
"Hi, everyone, good evening."
Zhu Ronghua was so scared that he was scattered.
A flash of rage flashed in Zhu Anran's eyes, and he rushed towards Su Mu:
"Damn it, what kind of grudges do the Zhu family have with you? Do you want to kick the Zhu family's door? Do you know the origin of these two doors? Even if you break your finger cover, your whole family will not have enough life."
Su Mu just looked at him with a smile and spit out a word from his mouth:
"roll!!"
Zhu Anran actually let out blood with a whistle, flew back several meters, and then fell to the ground without knowing his life and death.