Zhang Yong actually had many questions about the second young master.

They are all the kind that can only be suspicious quietly and dare not ask for the words. Asking for the words will kill people.

The eldest son must be his biological son. But the second son...

There are many different opinions behind it, but they are secretive in person.

The lady herself has no children...

Sometimes, it feels like a bald family is really complicated and weird.

This second young master seems to be difficult to find his position in this chaotic big family!

well……

What are you doing here?

Is it going to the battlefield?

Want to experience the cruel war for yourself?

If this is the case, I can fully satisfy you. I am afraid that you will not dare...

Back to Nanchang City successfully.

At this time, it was already nightfall and the lights were just on.

Compared with the bustling and prosperous times in the past, Nanchang City seems much more desolate at this moment.

A considerable number of ordinary people have moved away. The remaining population is not large. Looking around, they are all wearing military uniforms or carrying guns.

Or a regular army.

Or the security team.

The entire Nanchang City is in a strong atmosphere of war.

However, at any time, there are always some exceptions. When entering the city, Zhang Yong actually smelled the sound of silk and bamboo.

It seems someone is playing music?

It seems like a wedding?

strangeness……

At this time, do you have a wedding? Are you going to celebrate the wedding?

As if thinking.

Retract your thoughts.

Someone came to greet him. It was Chen Munong.

“Specialist!”

"What's going on over there?"

"The rapporteur, it is a local big-name member who holds a donation conference!"

"Happy to donate?"

"The second young master organized the funds for the troops."

"Now?"

"Yes! Chief Xue is here too."

"oh……"

Zhang Yong tilted his head and thought about it.

I'm a little sensitive to the word "Le Donation".

In his previous life, he was late for work and had been happy to donate a lot.

The so-called donation is actually compulsory. You can’t donate.

When the second young master came to Nanchang, he personally took the initiative to hold such a donation conference, which would probably be counterproductive.

The starting point may be good. I do want to help raise military expenses. However, those wealthy families are not fuel-efficient. They may not cooperate.

Who is willing to take money from your pocket?

He, Zhang Yong, himself, isn't happy, okay. He wants to resist.

This matter...

Need to be flexible...

“How much has the Le donated?”

“No one has taken the lead…”

“None of them?”

"No."

"this……"

Zhang Yong suddenly felt that the second young master was a little naive.

Imagine things too simple, take them for granted, and then I was slapped in the face by reality.

How can you do this kind of donation conference without conducting research in advance?

We need to seize the handle of those big investors and secretly threaten them to lose money and eliminate disasters.

Also, several escorts must be arranged. The escorts come forward and take the lead in making the atmosphere. Then morally hold others hostage.

You are not prepared for anything. Of course, others cannot be fooled.

I really think that just saying a few passionate slogans can make others lose their pockets!

No one's money is blown by the strong wind...

well……

Young man...

The second young master is indeed quite young.

It seems to be one year younger than myself.

He is still alone and seems to have no girlfriend...

The eldest son was in the Soviet Union and had a little debt of love. However, the second son was in Germany and seemed to have not heard of any scandals.

My only interest is to study tanks? Is it also a tank school to study abroad?

What about the future majors, it seems that they will also be armored soldiers?

Replace Xu Yaoting as the director of armored soldiers? Supervise all tank troops across the country?

“Where is the LeDonation Conference?”

"Yihongyuan."

"Brotherhouse?"

"yes."

"Well……"

Zhang Yong was speechless again.

I guess the second young master doesn’t care what others say.

He is young and energetic, and just came back from abroad, so he always feels that the Chinese people are ignorant.

Most people don’t do serious things in brothels. But he is an independent special tour. He holds a donation conference in the largest brothel in Nanchang.

Really convinced.

The brain circuit you come back from abroad is bright and strange.

Xue Yue probably was worried that something would be bad and could not explain it, so he was anxious to come back by himself.

After all, Xue Yue is a pure outsider. Many words cannot be said explicitly. And he and the second young master are basically family members, at least they are relatives.

When it comes to seniority, the second young master has to call himself a cousin or a cousin.

According to Song Ziyu's age, he is his brother-in-law.

According to his age, Zhang Yong is his cousin's husband.

Anyway, you are easy to talk to.

"Are there a girl here?"

"have."

"knew."

Zhang Yong nodded in disappointment.

This butt must be wiped for help.

well……
To be continued...