Wealthy Chapter 150

I listened to the story, and it was all about how my father had started a business with them when he was young. It was the time of reform and opening up, and everyone was doing business.

“At that time, we were not willing to pay. We came up with Zhang Jun from Xiaoyu Township, and we were the bullies of Xiaoyu Township, so how could we be bullied by the city thugs? So we formed our own factory protection team! Haha, that was a great time!”

“Yes, we had the triads at our mercy, we didn’t get the protection money, and we had to send medical bills to the hospital every day. And Junzi was a god, how come he always had those strange tricks!”

“Hey, but if we hadn’t offended the triads at the time, I wonder if Junzi would have stayed out of trouble behind ……” I don’t know who said it, but everyone’s cheerful discussion came to a screeching halt.

My face didn’t show much abnormality and I just pretended not to hear it.

Now, I could be pretty sure that what happened to my parents was definitely not an accident! It was no longer enough to shock me. What’s more, even if I questioned them on the spot, they would definitely not tell me, they only looked up to Han Kun, and if he didn’t let them talk, they would definitely keep the secret. I could see that my father was in their hearts, and they were therefore very high on me as the young boss, but I didn’t dare to challenge Han Kun’s position in the company, which had been run by him for so many years.

“Uncles and uncles, I am grateful for your help today. If it wasn’t for you guys, I really don’t know what I would have done.” I said as I changed the subject.

I would secretly check this matter in private, and I absolutely must not let Han Kun know about it again.

Old Gan secretly let out a sigh of relief, he also thought I hadn’t heard.

“Young proprietor, you don’t have to be so polite with us. These are all old friends who fought with your father back in the days when he started the business, and we are closer to Zhang Jun than our own brothers!”

“Right! Closer than biological brothers!”

My eyes were sore and my heart was stirred. I never thought that my dad would have such a group of brothers who would never leave him.

I was also infected by their emotions and said excitedly, “Uncle Gan, please introduce me to them.”

“Good! This one, who has no hair on his mouth and doesn’t do anything well, has a surname of Mao, called Mao Kai, and is also the vice president of the company. He and your dad are old-timers, having come up from Lower Fish Township together back then.”

The crowd roared with laughter, and Mao Kai, completely unruffled, waved his hand, “This vice president of mine is just an ornament. I’m still in this position now, just for my brother Zhang Jun. Xiaochao you’re back, that’s great, I can take the burden off too.”

He also looked to be in his forties, with a long pointed face, looking very young, and a not-so-subtle scar at the root of his eyebrow. He was probably not joking when he said earlier that he was a bully when he was in Lower Fish Township.

Just after he finished speaking, the uncle surnamed Li teased him: “Yo, you still know how to restrain yourself in front of the younger generation, huh? That’s not bad, you’re really acting like an uncle. But if you don’t want your shares anymore, you can give them to me, and if you don’t want to do this job anymore, you can also give them to me.”

The crowd laughed and Mao Kai laughed and pushed him away, “Go F**k yourself.”

Old Gan laughed and wiped his eyes, “This is your Uncle Li, Li Fengcheng, coincidentally, he is also a soldier, you must have a lot of common topics to talk about.”

Li Fengcheng looked much more honest, with a round head and a red nose, and was busy waving his hands, “I’m just a cook, unlike Xiaochao, who is a real special forces soldier!”

I said, “Uncle Li, you don’t know how much I envied the cooks when I was a soldier, I couldn’t lose anything without losing my mouth.”

Li Fengcheng smiled nervously, then a man next to him with a straight suit, his hair honestly combed into a two-eighths, and his mousse shiny, looking almost sixty, stood up in a regular manner and nodded at me.

“Hello Zhang Chao, let me introduce myself, my name is Zhou Jifa.”

“Mr. Zhou used to be your father’s teacher.” Old Gan introduced.

It dawned on me, no wonder he looked so bookish all his life.

Old Gan added, “When your dad wanted to start his own business and had no money, Mr Zhou sold a suite to support your dad.”

I say, this old man looks out of place and so curmudgeonly with a few other people, so why is he with them. However, despite the old man’s curmudgeonly look, the rest of the guys respected the old man, refilling his water from time to time, or sorting out his papers for him.

I bowed hard at Mr Zhou, who deserved my thanks.

To my surprise, Mr Zhou said, “You don’t need to thank me, your father has already thanked me. Besides, this investment of mine is worth it.”

A man sitting next to Zhou Jifa yawned and stretched, “Yes, Mr Zhou’s vision is poisonous, you guys don’t know, every stock Mr Zhou buys, it always goes up, it’s a stock god.”

Zhou Jifa was a bit embarra*sed and pushed his gla*ses, “If you listen to me properly in cla*s, you will also learn the same knowledge as me. Qin Hao, you are as smart as Zhang Jun, but you both just don’t like to study ……”

Qin Hao threw up his hands and said with tears and laughter, “God, I’m over fifty and I have to listen to your lecture, teacher Zhou I’m wrong, punish me.”

That Mr. Zhou, with a stereotypical face, surprisingly smiled gently and said, “Then you can copy your name fifty times later.”

Everyone laughed and even Mr. Zhou laughed.

I greeted them one by one and had a wonderful feeling that the brotherhood of these people had not dissipated after so many years, which was really not easy.

“What about Uncle Han? Is he an old friend of yours too?” I asked.

Han Kun had told me very little about himself, a man who looked warm and welcoming, but in fact always gave off a sense of mystery that was difficult to approach.

“Han Kun, he’s your mother’s hairdresser.” Mao Kai said casually.

I froze and couldn’t help but remember what Liu Rong had said in the toilet, that Han Kun had always liked my mum, and that was why he didn’t investigate my dad’s car accident. But in that case, why didn’t he take revenge for my mum?

These people trusted Han Kun so much that I didn’t dare to ask them any questions, so I had to ask them if they knew what had happened to him recently.

When I asked, everyone looked grave.