Inheritance of Two Trillion
Chapter 681 Zhang Family Honored Guest_1

Chapter 681: Chapter 681 Zhang Family Honored Guest_1

Qiancheng KTV was an important enterprise of the Zhang Family, but ever since Zhang Xuan handed it over to his son, Zhang Zhihao, to manage, he rarely visited, only inquiring about the business situation each month.

As a result, Zhang Zhihao became reckless, even brazenly setting up underground card games.

Today, he even forcibly "invited" Huo Qian Xun to come over for an exchange of feelings.

Unexpectedly, his dad showed up!

It was said that he even brought a distinguished guest.

Zhang Zhihao had to go out to greet them.

"I’ve got something to take care of right now. Qian Xun, you sit here for a while." Zhang Zhihao grinned, spoke in a gentle tone, turned towards Du Guilan, his smile instantly darkening, "Du Guilan, have a good chat with Qian Xun, persuade her for me!"

"Okay okay!" Du Guilan hurriedly nodded.

It was apparent that Zhang Zhihao wasn’t too pleased!

Her heart instantly tightened.

All things considered, she owed hundreds of thousands here, and her own man was also a habitual gambler. Now, not a single relative or friend was willing to lend them money. Her only way out was to successfully connect Zhang Zhihao’s deals!

Du Guilan respectfully saw Zhang Zhihao out, and he even locked the door from the outside.

Turning around to face Huo Qian Xun, Du Guilan wore a look that said she was frustrated at someone’s incompetence.

"Look here, girl! The Zhang Family is rich and powerful, and for someone like Zhang Zhihao to take a fancy to you, an ordinary citizen, it’s the good fortune of several lifetimes for you. How could you be so ungrateful!"

Huo Qian Xun turned her face away, too lazy to deal with her.

Seeing this, Du Guilan suppressed her anger, put on a fake smile, and moved closer, "Oh, my dear sister, I really need to have a serious talk with you. A woman has to think about her future..."

Stepping out of the private room, Zhang Zhihao gave his subordinates a look, instructing them to wait outside the door.

Then, he hurried off with the remaining men to meet his father and the distinguished guest.

At this moment, Zhang Xuan, Zhang Zhihao’s father, had already taken the guest, riding the elevator straight to the top-floor VIP room.

In the elevator, the two esteemed individuals were laughing and talking.

Zhang Xuan was extremely courteous to the visitor.

It wasn’t just for any reason, this visitor was no ordinary person—if Bai Xiaosheng saw him, he would definitely be surprised—

Mou Yutian, the helmsman of the number one major family in Zhongjing!

Bai Xiaosheng had a previous encounter with Mou Yutian at the Tianqing Li Family. Mou Yutian had treated Bai Xiaosheng with respect and deference, even going as far as to initiate a toast!

However, at present, facing Zhang Xuan who was slightly less influential than himself, Mou Yutian’s tone still had a hint of arrogance.

"Mou my brother coming over is giving me, Zhang, a lot of face. Those cooperative matters between us are all negotiable. Right now, this place is one of my Zhang Family’s largest businesses, and I invite you to check it out and relax while you’re at it. Don’t be fooled by its name as a KTV; within these fifteen floors, the entertaiment options aren’t limited to just singing and dancing," said Zhang Xuan with a hearty laugh.

"Leaving everything else aside, just for this piece of land, it’s worth its weight in gold. The recent rise of this commercial area alone suggests its future value is immeasurable—I really admire your brother’s foresight back then!" Mou Yutian said, laughing.

The two spoke with warm familiarity.

"Mou my brother, the two enterprises under your wing have been making quite the splash recently, almost becoming emblematic of Zhongjing! They’re famous throughout the province and even nationwide. This time, I too am hoping to learn something from you, to see if I can cast some of that glow on my businesses," Zhang Xuan said with a chuckle.

The elevator "dinged," and the doors opened.

Mou Yutian wasn’t in a hurry to respond, stepping out and saying with a smile, "Regarding this, you’ve got the wrong person. If you want to make it happen, it depends on whether that special individual is willing to support you. Of course, concerning him, I could share some insights with you."

Zhang Xuan quickly took two steps forward to catch up with Mou Yutian, speaking in a low voice, "You, as the helmsman of the number one family in Zhongjing, even you need to..."

"My brother, times have changed, the whole concept of first family, second family, is outdated," Mou Yutian interrupted Zhang Xuan, his smile held a profound meaning, "But don’t ever think that being a big player means having nothing to fear. A hand may be thick and a fist may be strong, but do they fear nails, do they fear needles? Trust me, don’t provoke that man!"

Zhang Xuan’s eyes narrowed slightly, a rare nod of his head.

The forthrightness and heart-to-heart from Mou Yutian made him feel satisfied.

"Please, Brother Mou," he said.

"Please," Mou replied.

As the two entered the VIP room and settled on the sofa, a rush of footsteps came from outside the door, and then Zhang Zhihao walked in with a smile on his face.

"Dad, Uncle Mou, what brings you here without a heads-up, so I could have welcomed you?" Zhang Zhihao said with a laugh.

"It was a spur of the moment decision to come and have a look," Zhang Xuan replied with a smile.

"The enterprises managed by Zhihao are prospering; he truly has the manner of his father back in the day," Mou Yutian remarked with a smile.

"You flatter me, Uncle Mou," Zhang Zhihao said, laughing as he sat down to chat with the two men.

Outside the main hall of Qiancheng KTV, a refined-looking man was walking in.

Every staff member who saw him greeted him respectfully with, "Assistant Shen."

He was Zhang Xuan’s assistant Shen Yu, a man who naturally seemed extraordinary in the eyes of those beneath him.

He had just hurried over from the parking lot to retrieve the mobile phone Zhang Xuan had left in the car.

Upon entering the main hall, Shen Yu saw a commotion by the reception desk, several people arguing loudly.

An old lady, a burly man, and a young man.

"What’s going on over there?" Shen Yu grabbed a staff member and asked.

"I have no idea, Assistant Shen, they just came in wanting to find someone, yelling about something inexplicably—we’re all confused," the staff member said.

"Call security to drive them out; they must be here to cause trouble!" Shen Yu said, frowning.

With Mou Yutian’s visit, he couldn’t let these trivial matters disturb the important guest.

"Yes," the staff member nodded in agreement.

Just as Shen Yu was about to head to the elevator, he was caught off guard by the burly man shouting loudly.

"Cut the crap; get Zhang Zhihao to come see us. Who am I? You don’t need to worry about that. Do you see this old lady? She’s a classmate of your boss’s father!"

Shen Yu abruptly stopped in his tracks and looked over in surprise.

"Hey, hold on! Don’t call security just yet!" Shen Yu stopped the staff member who hadn’t gone far, and then pricked up his ears to listen.

The burly man was somewhat agitated and forceful, claiming that his friend was here, a woman who had been forcibly brought by Zhang Zhihao, and so on.

Shen Yu furrowed his brow and called the staff member over.

"Don’t drive them away just yet, stall them, understand?" he instructed, before hurrying towards the elevators.

No matter what, the old lady could possibly be the old master’s classmate; the depth of that relationship wasn’t something he, as an assistant, could easily gauge; he still needed to consult further.

Furthermore, the incident with Zhang Zhihao forcibly bringing a woman here could be a big issue or nothing at all!

Soon, Shen Yu arrived at the top-floor VIP room and, after entering, whispered something into Zhang Xuan’s ear.

"Is that so?" Zhang Xuan’s brows furrowed slightly.

"What’s wrong, Brother Zhang?" asked Mou Yutian, noticing his changed expression.

"It’s nothing, it’s nothing," Zhang Xuan said laughingly, then glanced at his son, his voice dropping, "Zhihao, come out with me!"