Reborn in the 70s: Pampered by Regiment Commander
Chapter 404 - 274 Great

Chapter 404: Chapter 274 Great

Before dawn had arrived, Nuan Girl pleaded with the beauty and the handsome guys for encouragement~

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Zhou Mikang had been transferred to a different detention location three days ago; he was well aware that this signified that matters had truly reached the very last moments. Liu Jun and Wang Xiaoguang had kept him informed about the situation outside. Therefore, knowing that his family had been properly settled, the anxiety that had hung over him finally dissipated. Even though the guards now were no longer personally arranged by Old Master Wan, he had nothing to worry about.

Of course, at this point, worry was futile. As far as he was concerned, as long as his family and Chuxia were safe, he could endure any suffering.

Moreover, according to his analysis, things likely wouldn’t develop in the worst direction.

"Zhou Mikang, someone is here to see you." The tall, thin guard, expressionless, pushed open the door. The elderly man he once respected appeared at the doorway.

But now, all he felt towards him was disappointment.

Of course, his presence here also indicated that everything was coming to an end. Otherwise, with his status, how could he even bother to see him?

The elder sat across from Zhou Mikang, observing him intently for a while, his face breaking into a kind expression, "Are you angry with Grandpa Wang?"

Zhou Mikang’s mouth twitched, but he said nothing.

The old man chuckled bitterly and nodded, "I knew it; you’d be angry with me. I guess I would be too. But when one has to choose between hundreds of thousands and just one, what would you choose?"

Zhou Mikang turned his head away, still remaining silent.

"Ah," the old man sighed deeply, "I visited your father; he said he’d listen to your decision."

Zhou Mikang finally showed some emotion on his face, not for the old man, but for his father!

"Your father’s character has indeed changed a lot. Whether these changes are good or bad, I really can’t say. Let’s not talk about that anymore. I am waiting for your answer now; are you willing to continue helping me?" The old man’s hands trembled slightly on the table.

Once, the Zhou family had flourished anew under this elderly man’s care.

Once, he had been so grateful to him, believing him to be genuinely benevolent towards the Zhou family.

Once, he had treated him like his own grandson, his own grandson being his classmate for many years; whatever his grandson had, he made sure he had it too.

...

After all, the old man’s past kindness to the Zhou family was undeniable.

But still, this abandonment by the old man towards the Zhou family was also undeniable.

Now, he understood how difficult his father’s decisions back then were, at least more difficult than his own.

Beneath his feigned calmness, only he knew the turmoil inside.

"If..." Zhou Mikang’s voice was hoarse, "If it were just me, no matter what you have done to me this time, I would have unwaveringly stood by your side. But, I’m not just living for myself, so, I’m sorry!"

"Understood." The old man patted his shoulder, stood up, took a couple of steps, then stopped, "My choice only represents official business. I hope in the future, you and Little Jie won’t be affected."

Zhou Mikang hesitated slightly, then hummed in response.

The old man waved his hand and walked out through the door.

The moment the door closed, Zhou Mikang covered his face with his hands, letting the tears wash through his fingers...

The old man walked out of the doorway; a red Hongqi car parked in the courtyard quickly approached and stopped by his side. Once he got in the car, a young man in the backseat hastily asked, "Grandfather, how did it go?"

The old man glanced at a distant green painted door, closed his eyes, "Let’s go."

The driver slowly drove out of the compound.

The young man, not having received an answer, already knew what it was; he sighed, leaning back in his seat, and also closed his eyes to rest.

"Little Jie, do you know why I came here?" the old man suddenly spoke.

"To..." pausing for a moment, the young man then said, "Isn’t it to keep Uncle Zhou on the same side as us?"

"I succeeded. Even you believed me; that means I succeeded." The old man’s lips revealed a slight smile, "Little Jie, you are smarter and more insightful than your father; therefore, I’ve always placed my hopes on you.

You’ve lived up to those expectations, though still a bit green, but you qualify as a skilled politician, better than Grandfather. In the future, continue to be friends with Xiaomi."

"Grandfather did it on purpose?" the young man’s voice suddenly rose with certainty, "Grandfather, you did it on purpose!"

"Our mother has endured too much suffering..." the old man’s voice slowed as if narrating a story, "The more her children fight, the more she struggles, so the least capable son choosing to step back, or being able to give her a moment to breathe, the mother feels pity for the son, and the son, in turn, cannot help but pity the mother."

"Grandfather..." Wang Jie’s voice choked up.

He thought so, his normally upright grandfather, how could he suddenly do such a thing.

Actually, he was giving the Zhou family a chance all along; he had decided to step back early on, yet deliberately acted as if he would never give up — in fact, he was creating opportunities for the Zhou family.

Otherwise, how could the Zhou family be tied to that elder? It meant that Grandfather had long recognized that the elder’s capabilities were far superior to his, trusting him to lead everyone into a new realm, thus he made way.

Despite his selfless nature, he opted to do it this way...

"Silly boy..." the old man laughed relievedly, "The tense relationship between Zhou Jingping and Zhou Mikang over these years, I am responsible for that, so, resolving their final issues is something I must do.

Even if they misunderstand now, one day they will understand the truth, Grandfather is not wronged; Zhou father and son are truly talented men, I cannot waste their potential."

Wang Jie stared out the window, his tears streaming down; at this moment, he didn’t think crying was something to be ashamed of, he wished someone would ask him why he was crying!

Because he had such a great grandfather!

How many people could remain so detached in the face of power? How many could act with such generosity at the end like his grandfather? As his grandson, he was proud! Indeed, he was proud!

But damn, why did he feel so sentimental?

Zhou Mikang, you little wretch, you owe our Wang family, owe me, owe me..., one day, I will beat you up, daring to refuse someone as good and generous as my own grandfather, you little wretch, just wait! (To be continued. If you like this work, feel welcome to visit Qidian (qidian.com) to vote for it or give a monthly ticket; your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users, please go to m.qidian.com to continue reading.)