Chapter 2: Children, do you have many question marks?
"What's going on? This is really your car, isn't it the one you rented?" Zhang Menglong immediately took a photo and sent a message back to Zhang Xiaoyun.
This is a Rolls-Royce. Although Zhang Menglong doesn't know much about cars, the price of even the cheapest Rolls-Royce is calculated in millions. I'm afraid that even if all their belongings are sold, it won't be able to compare to this. A car, right?
"Boy, you are already surprised with just such a small thing. Aren't you going to start doubting life at that moment? Okay, hurry up and get in the car. This is the housekeeper who has been helping our family manage the property. You call him Hong Just Uncle."
"Butler? We still have a butler in our family?" Zhang Mengyu was a little confused. In those novels and film and television works, I am afraid that only those group bosses or some Western countries have the concept of a butler.
"Master, please get on the bus quickly. It's still more than half an hour's drive from the station to home. Don't keep Mr. Zhang waiting."
"Oh, oh..." Zhang Menglong tiptoed into the car. Although it seemed that the car really belonged to their family, he still didn't dare to let go. After all, if he accidentally damaged the inside The interior is something that can't be purchased for tens of thousands of dollars.
"Drive!" Uncle Hong regained his previous majesty. The driver closed the door and returned to the driver's seat meticulously. The car set off smoothly towards his home.
"Old man, are you Uncle Hong?" Zhang Mengyu asked cautiously, "My dad said you are our housekeeper, but why have I never seen you?"
"Hahaha, young master, Mr. Zhang naturally has his own motives for not letting you know these things. Now that he has let you know this, it means that he has delivered everything to you. When he returns home, You know everything." Hong Bo replied respectfully.
"Damn, is it true what my dad said about inheriting the family property?" Zhang Mengyu's heart suddenly began to beat violently. If this was really the case, how could he try so hard? Wouldn't it be nice to just become a salted fish and inherit the family fortune?
"Uncle Hong, may I ask you a question?"
"Young master, whatever you say, as long as Mr. Zhang has not told you not to say anything, I will definitely answer it for you."
"This car really belongs to our family? It's not rented, right?" Zhang Menglong is still full of doubts until now.
"Of course this belongs to Mr. Zhang's family," said Hong Bo. "Does the young master think this car is too low-level? There is nothing we can do about it. Mr. Zhang's arrangement was too sudden. I didn't have any preparation, so I just I can save my life and drive this car to pick you up."
"Low-level? Doing a job?" These two words were floating around in Zhang Mengyu's head.
I said you are quite old, do you have to be so pretentious when you speak? This is a Rolls-Royce. Looking at the entire Jiangnan City, not many people can afford it, right? A car like this can be considered a top-notch luxury car, but you actually call it a low-end car?
So what kind of car is called high-end? What kind of car is called not working?
"My family is really rich?" Zhang Menglong continued to ask.
"Hahaha, young master, I don't even know how much wealth Mr. Zhang is, but I can tell you that the value of the part of the industry I manage for Mr. Zhang far exceeds that of Mr. Bezos, the richest man in the world today. of total assets."
"I'll go!" Zhang Menglong originally thought that no matter how rich his family was, he might just own a large-scale company. But according to Uncle Hong, part of his family's property is enough to become the richest man in the world. This is unavoidable. Too...
"Master, I actually don't know much about your family. Our family's mission is just to help Mr. Zhang manage his assets. We don't care about the rest."
"Your family?" Zhang Mengyu was stunned again. He didn't understand the meaning of this sentence.
"There are more than twenty generations recorded in our Hong family tree. Starting from the first ancestor on my family tree, we have been working for the young master's family." Hong Bo said.
"What's going on here?" Zhang Mengyu's head was already in a mess. The lyrics "Kid, do you have a lot of question marks?" kept echoing in his ears, and he even wondered if he was still in a dream and hadn't woken up.
But at this time, the car had already arrived at the door of their community. Standing at the door of the community were a man and a woman. They were Zhang Mengyun's father, Zhang Xiaoyun, and his mother, Wang Yajie.
"Mr. Zhang, I have brought the young master back as you ordered." Uncle Hong bowed deeply to Zhang Xiaoyun. Zhang Menglong noticed that there was a hint of reverence in Uncle Hong's eyes when he looked at Zhang Xiaoyun. It felt like It's faith!
"Thank you for your hard work. Uncle Hong, please go back first. Remember what I have arranged for you. I will ask you to take more care of me from now on." Zhang Xiaoyun said to Uncle Hong.
"As for Mr. Zhang, this is what the old man should do. Don't worry, I will take good care of the young master during your absence."
"Well, then go and do your work."
"Yes!" Uncle Hung returned to the car, and the Rolls-Royce sped away immediately.
"What's going on? When you're away? Dad, where are you going? On your honeymoon? No way, right? You are already a lot older, and you still want to seek romance and excitement?"
"Pah!" Zhang Xiaoyun slapped Zhang Mengyu on the head, "You brat, what do you mean you are a lot older? Can you speak?"
"Then what are you going to do? Stay away from the city and go to the mountains and forests to become a couple of the Condor Heroes?" Zhang Mengyu continued to talk.
"Have you read too many novels, kid?" Wang Yajie also poked Zhang Mengyu on the forehead.
"Okay, let's go home first and then we'll talk about it later," Zhang Xiaoyun said.
It's still that 89-square-meter house, which is full of a strong sense of incompatibility with the Rolls-Royce just now. Although there is a table of good food at home, his head is full of question marks. Zhang Mengyu really doesn't have much. appetite.
After casually grabbing two chopsticks, the atmosphere at the dinner table suddenly became solid.
"Mom and Dad, it's time to tell me what's going on now, right? Are you two working together to deceive me? There's really no need, isn't it just because I was kicked off by the company? It's their loss if they don't want me. You can always find it."
"Who deceived you? Now I solemnly tell you that from today on, the ownership of all the property in the family will be handed over to you."
"All the property? How much is it?" Zhang Mengyu asked curiously.
"I don't know. I've never counted it. Anyway, no matter how much you spend your whole life, you won't be able to get away with it at all."
Zhang Xiaoyun took out a box as if by magic. There was a green stone in this box. Under the light, it was actually filled with a moving luster. "In addition to the assets of the family, the control of this school The power is also given to you."
"School? Isn't this a stone? What school?" Zhang Mengyu grabbed the stone, but he didn't expect that when he held the stone in his hand, it melted like an ice cube in an instant. Then it penetrated into his skin and disappeared without a trace.
"What the hell!" Zhang Menglong was so frightened that his chair overturned, and something of unknown origin got into his body. Is there anything weirder than this?
But Zhang Mengyu's parents looked calm, as if all this had been expected.
"Okay, get some sleep. When you get some sleep, you'll understand everything!"
Wang Yajie's hand suddenly passed across Zhang Menglong's eyes, as if she had cast a hypnotic spell. Zhang Menglong's eyes instantly began to relax, and he fell into a deep sleep.
In the dream, he came to an extremely mysterious place...
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