Zhang Kun was holding his cell phone blankly.

In fact, Zhang Kun had some guesses about Mr. Lu's thoughts a long time ago, but he never made it clear.

Because no matter whether Mr. Lu said or not, Zhang Kun's love for happiness would not change. He really treated happiness like a sister. From the moment he saw happiness for the first time, he was full of pity for this little girl who was born in a wealthy family but had a poor life experience.

Be happy and sensible, respectful of life, and caring for people around you. Born in a wealthy family, but there is no princess’ disease at all. You are wise, understand people and things, think about others, and try not to cause trouble to others as much as possible.

Because she was afraid that the flowers would hurt, she never picked any flowers, even her favorite hyacinth.

Because she was afraid that the maids and bodyguards who took care of her would be punished, she never approached those dangerous places, even though she was full of curiosity and yearning.

In the weak body, there is a strong heart.

I would rather endure my physical illness than make my grandfather worried.

There are also the three grandfather she called Grandpa when she pulled Mr. Lu before entering the operating room. Maybe in her opinion, this is really the last time she called Grandpa.

Among those three grandfathers, there is happiness and reluctance to give up life, but more of it is the bond that she can't let go of her grandfather. She hates herself, and in the end she will leave her grandfather alone in this world like her parents.

Everything made Zhang Kun full of pity, love and love for happiness. He truly regarded happiness as his sister.

And if anyone wants to bully his sister, for someone like Zhang Kun who has a serious love complex.

If anyone bullies him, Zhang Kun can tolerate it and take a step back. However, if anyone bullies her sister, Zhang Kun will fight to the death.

So in Zhang Kun's opinion, if one day Mr. Lu is unfortunate for a hundred years, then taking care of happiness is his unscrupulous responsibility.

But today, Mr. Lu made the words clear and even distributed some shares of the Lu Group to him. Although it has not been implemented yet, Zhang Kun firmly believed that since the words have been spoken from Mr. Lu, Mr. Lu would naturally realize it.

For some reason, he had a part of the shares of the Lu Group. Although he didn't know how many, no matter how many, in Zhang Kun's opinion, he had robbed Happy money.

Those, originally left for happiness, were her future dowry. But now, he inexplicably snatched some of them over.

What Zhang Kun didn't want, this was really not what Zhang Kun wanted.

There is a simple brother-sister relationship between him and Happiness, and he doesn't want to be contaminated with even a little bit of money in this friendship.

We must find a way to let the old man change his mind before Mr. Lu really takes action.

Zhang Kun frowned.

...

At 8 o'clock in the evening, Yanjing International Airport, amid a roar, a passenger plane flying from Macau slowly slid down.

Zhang Kun left the airport with his travel bag on his back and called a taxi waiting for the passengers. He did not go back to Siheyuan directly, but drove towards Panjiayuan.

After getting off the taxi, Zhang Kun found Yulaifang with familiarity.

It was already 8:30 at night, but there were still many tourists in Panjiayuan.

Zhang Kun stepped into Yulaifang and saw Hou Baoguo, who was drinking tea in the rest area at a glance.

Listening to the footsteps coming from the door, Hou Baoguo, who was pouring tea, raised his head and saw Zhang Kun, a smile suddenly appeared on his face: "I'm back, come on, it's time to go, just make a cup of tea, drink it, get rid of the fatigue."

Zhang Kun nodded with a smile, put his travel bag on the sofa aside, and then sat opposite Hou Baoguo: "Where is Xiangyang?"

Hou Baoguo poured Zhang Kun a cup of hot tea and delivered it to Zhang Kun: "I have sent him back in advance. Come and try it. The Qimen black tea I just got from Tang Xinhua, a new product."

Zhang Kun took it and savored it slowly.

Well, it doesn't taste much, it's a bit hot.

Zhang Kun didn’t understand very well, this tea is worth more than one or two taels?

OK, maybe I don’t know how to taste tea.

Hou Baoguo and Zhang Kun poured a cup, filled it with it, and then held a small teacup and savored it in small mouthfuls.

A few minutes later, Hou Baoguo slowly put down the teacup and looked at Zhang Kun: "Let's go, go and have a look first?"

Zhang Kun nodded.

"Xiao Liu, look at the shop, I'll go out." Hou Baoguo greeted him, and then led Zhang Kun out.

The two squeezed into the abortion. Under Hou Baoguo's leadership, the two walked for about ten minutes, and then came to a place.

Hou Baoguo took out the key and opened the door and turned on the light. Zhang Kun followed him in and brought it to the door.

Hou Baoguo played with the key in his hand, turned around and looked at the little bits in the room, and then looked at Zhang Kun: "Look, if there is something inappropriate, you can change it."

Zhang Kun turned his head and looked at it for a while, then smiled and said, "Can I believe Boss Hou's eyes? You just need to think it's appropriate. I don't understand these very well. How much does it cost in total?"

Speaking of money, Hou Baoguo was silent for a moment, then looked at Zhang Kun seriously: "Zhang Kun, don't ask about money or something, just take this as my little intention."

Zhang Kun was stunned, and then hurriedly said, "How can this work? At the beginning..."

Before Zhang Kun finished speaking, Hou Baoguo interrupted directly: "There is nothing wrong."

After saying that, Hou Baoguo sighed lightly: "Zhang Kun, you also understand the relationship between Teacher Yao and me. I have received so much care from Teacher Yao in my life. I have always wanted to find an opportunity to repay Teacher Yao, but..."

"I thought I would never have a chance again. This time, maybe I could catch it in the end."

"Zhang Kun, you and Xiangyang are both disciples of Teacher Yao, so I won't talk about you, but I'm afraid that Teacher Yao still feels regretful about Xiangyang. They haven't even met each other last time."

"This time, let me do something for Teacher Yao on behalf of him, okay?"

Hou Baoguo said sincerely.

Zhang Kun was silent, not knowing how to answer. He turned his head slightly to look at Yao Zhiping in the air next to him. Yao Zhiping was also silent. After a while, Yao Zhiping nodded slightly: "Please accept it."

Zhang Kun frowned slightly.

Yao Zhiping sighed softly: "If you don't accept it, Baoguo will always have such a hurdle in his heart. Accept it."

Zhang Kun pursed his lips.

"In the future, if possible, help me take care of the country."

Zhang Kun's mouth moved, he turned to look at Hou Baoguo, was silent for a long time, and then nodded gently: "Yes!"

Zhang Kun knew that his response meant he had another responsibility.

Originally, Zhang Kun hated trouble, he would never agree to this kind of responsibility that he would take for no reason.

But, if this person is Hou Baoguo.

Zhang Kun still remembers that on the day when Qi Xiangyang became a disciple, after knowing that Yao Zhiping had passed away, the gift Hou Baoguo brought to him was a white jade lotus seed worth nearly 20 million yuan.

Later, when he left, he finally couldn't help but feel sad. The 56-year-old man was like a child at the gate of the courtyard, crying bitterly for Yao Zhiping's death.

Zhang Kun still remembers the sincere feelings in Hou Baoguo's crying at that time, and that kind of grief cannot be faked.

Such a person would not be a ungrateful wolf, so if something happens, Zhang Kun is willing to help the top leader if his ability allows him.

When he saw Zhang Kun nodding and responding, Hou Baoguo, who was unaware of all this, thought that Zhang Kun had agreed to his request, and a bright smile appeared on his face and laughed.

"Then choose a good day."

PS: Suddenly I remembered some readers' questions.

"Why did happy parents die before Xingfu was born? How did happiness be born?"

Posthumous son, posthumous son.

A post-brow child usually refers to a post-brow child before the child is born, and the child is called a post-brow child.

Happiness is when my parents died in a car accident, but the happiness in my mother's belly did not die. She immediately gave birth to a caesarean section, then survived and was raised by her grandfather.
Chapter completed!