Wang Zonghan can only be described as being unrestrained. He is very thin and is less than 1.7 meters tall. In addition, he has a high nose, small eyes, small mouth, and facial features, which gives people a very gloomy feeling. Therefore, his treatment in the Wang family is not much different from that of Wang Zongtang, and many younger generations are afraid of him.

In the study on the second floor of the main building, the patriarch sat upright on the chair of the Grand Master. Facing his eldest son, he was no longer as dull as outsiders, he sighed with a sad face: "It's not going well!"

"Dad, what do you think of this?" Wang Zonghan asked with a gloomy face.

"No matter how I think it's useless, I have to consider the problem based on the actual situation." The patriarch intervened and said, "Zhang Qing is dead. Wang Zongtang has not come to me so far, which is enough to show his attitude."

"Did my son be killed by Wang Tianhui?" Wang Zonghan asked gritted his teeth.

"It's hard to say!" The patriarch shook his head.

"What's there to say?" Wang Zonghan frowned and replied, "If Zhang Qing ran away, it's hard to say, but she suddenly died around Xinxiang, and it happened after receiving Lei Zi's call in the big and third bedrooms. Isn't this obvious enough?! If the person was not killed by Tianhui, why didn't Wang Zongtang dare to bring his son here?"

"He has concerns. He is afraid that Tianhui will fall into the hands of the people here and the situation will be out of control." The patriarch intervened and replied: "Your wife and her family members are unreasonable. When they go to the third room, they will attack the other side. Zongtang is afraid that once Tianhui is brought over, they will not be able to go back if they can't explain clearly."

"If you have something reasonable, don't be afraid of not being able to explain it clearly!" Wang Zonghan replied with his eyes: "Besides, Zhang Qing is just a woman who was bought. Is Tianhui okay with his cousins ​​because he has fought with his cousins ​​several times? He also gave him the work on the construction site, so what else do he want?"

The patriarch was silent.

Wang Zonghan swept his father's expression and asked after a long silence: "Dad, do you have any concerns about handling this matter?"

The patriarch glanced at his son: "Zong Xiang is going to run for the chief congressman, this is a bit special. Once the third room is too ruthless and some words are hidden in his heart, they will be taken to the table to say that there will be problems."

Wang Zonghan was silent.

"What the party and government want to see is a Wang family that refers to wherever they are, rather than two Wang families that neither of them obeys each other." The clan leader slowly stood up: "The affairs of Zong Xiang as the chief congressman must not only be done, but also have to go up without any suspense when the votes are absolutely crushed! In this way, how capable are you to make the party and government have a clear idea, so now the family must be stable and the strength must be used in the same place!"

"What do you mean is Tiannan dies and dies in vain? Did I get out of the funeral if I don't understand it?" Wang Zonghan asked.

The patriarch turned around and stared at his eldest son with his eyes: "If you only want to manage the big house, you can do things according to your heart, but if you want to manage the Wang family, you have to tolerate and compromise on some things."

Wang Zonghan was silent.

"Tiannan is also my grandson." The clan leader sighed: "The old saying goes, I am not much better than you now."

"I can tolerate it, but Xiaoqin can't, and the other family members will not tolerate it." Wang Zonghan raised his head: "Before I entered the door, Xiaoqin's original words were that if Wang Zongtang didn't bring his son over within two days, the big room would go over and invite him!"

The patriarch turned around and looked at his son, and replied with a sharp look: "...She dares! I'm not dead yet!"

Wang Zonghan was stunned.

"Go back and tell Xiaoqin that I will give her an explanation about Tiannan, but she can't move herself!" The patriarch raised his hand and pointed at Wang Zonghan: "You, you can't move."

"What kind of explanation?" Wang Zonghan asked.

"...I know what I know." The patriarch no longer had a kind attitude, but ordered very strongly: "You go out."

Wang Zonghan slowly stood up: "Dad, you haven't considered why Wang Zongtang dared to be so tough and never bring Tianhui over?"

The patriarch turned around.

"If you let the three bedrooms develop for another ten years, it will not be so easy for you to let Wang Zongtang come to this house!" Wang Zonghan said softly: "You think about it, I'll go back first."

The patriarch watched his eldest son leave, frowned and picked up the folding fan from the table, and walked back and forth in the house.

...

Songjiang city.

Old Li called Qin Yu and said in a concise manner: "Is it convenient for you? Let's come out and talk!"

"It's convenient, uncle, where are you? I'll go find you."

"You come to the teahouse next to the Jiangnan District Council, I'll wait for you here!"

"It's so rude!" Qin Yu responded.

At around 12 noon, Qin Yu returned to Songjiang City from the Special Forces Brigade and rushed to the meeting place in Jiangnan District as soon as possible.

As soon as he entered the room, Old Li smiled and asked Qin Yu, "How is it? Is the case going smoothly?"

"It's very smooth, Yang Gang has spitted." Qin Yu bent down and sat down, wiped the snow water on his forehead and said, "I'm worried now, how can I arrest Han Fei outside the district!"

"Is there enough evidence to touch him?" Lao Li asked.

"Enough." Qin Yu nodded: "Yang Gang explained a lot of things, more than we thought, haha!"

"That's fine!"

"Uncle, what are you doing recently? Why haven't you made any noise?" Qin Yu asked in confusion: "You don't go to the online broadcasting station's events anymore, and you don't attend various meetings. You do this... when you vote, can you still have a chance?"

"I know this in my mind." Old Li chuckled and said, "Let the old cat do whatever he wants in the name of the foundation first."

"What are you doing?" Qin Yu asked curiously.

"You will know soon." Old Li rubbed his palms and said softly: "I'm looking for you, there's something to ask you for it."

"What's the matter?" Qin Yu asked.

"Sianger from Jiangzhou, please leave me two batches!" Old Li said with a careful consideration: "But I don't have much money in my pocket. At most, I can give you a part of the deposit first. You have to pay me the rest to credit."

Qin Yu was confused: "No, do you know how many two batches of sound are? Ancestors? Can they fill five or six trucks? What are you doing with them? Are you using the voting center for the military unification?"

"I'm very useful, don't worry about it, just say whether to credit or not!" Old Li asked with a smile.

"Uncle, I won't lie to you at all. My main economic income is also pointing at this." Qin Yu blinked his eyes and said a little worriedly: "I have to advance the railway project in the early stage... I can give you a batch at most, otherwise I will be empty."

"Is this OK? I deducted the first batch in full, and then I will only take half of the remaining two batches at a time. Is it OK?" Lao Li asked again.

Qin Yu thought for a long time: "Uncle, are you playing with me? Are you still two batches? Is there any difference?"

"We are both men and women, don't be so dissatisfied..."

"...Uncle, I'm so poor that I'm almost urinating blood!" Qin Yu cried and said, "If you deduct two batches of goods, I will not only not make money, but also help you to pay for District 7!"

"I'll give you money within half a year at the latest." Old Li slapped the table and said, "Is it OK? Give me a good word!"

"Can you tell me what you are going to do?"

"No!" Old Li shook his head.

Qin Yu hesitated for a while, gritted his teeth and said, "Okay, I'll do this for you!"

"Big nephew, give me two trucks of goods, and I will pave the road that you are climbing up!" Old Li pointed to Qin Yu and said, "I may not be able to make you the emperor in Songjiang one day!"

"Uncle, you'd better take me as a fart, okay? Don't fool me!" Qin Yu waved his hand in a collapsed state: "My head hurts!"

"Haha." Old Li grinned.

...

Outside the district.
Chapter completed!