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Chapter 390 The Long-lost Zhang Lao

Chapter 390: Long-lost Mr. Zhang

......... He stuffed the letter back into the envelope, raised his head, and happened to face Lin Ling, who was standing not far away and looking at Liu Dong with curious eyes.[

After meeting Liu Dong's eyes, Lin Ling blushed and quickly turned away.

"What? Are you curious about the content of my letter?" Liu Dongxiao asked.

"Yes...!" After a slight hesitation, Lin Ling nodded quickly. Compared with domestic women, Lin Ling, who has been studying abroad since she was in junior high school, is more frank and less reserved.

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Looking at her look, Liu Dong smiled, "Actually, it's not a secret. This letter was sent from my home!"

"Your home, Mr. Liu, is your home in a rural area?" Lin Ling asked curiously.

"good!"

Watching Liu Dong nod, Lin Ling felt a little incredible. According to her original inference, to be able to found a company as big as Dongchao Group, and Liu Dong is so young, he must be like her elder brother, as well as Taiwan and Hong Kong.

Like many younger generations, they have support from their parents, but obviously Liu Dong's situation is different from what he expected.

Seeing the surprise on Lin Ling's expression, Liu Dong smiled calmly and said: "Nine points of my current achievements are God's gift, and the remaining one point is due to my own efforts!"

After finishing speaking, Liu Dong stood up and returned to his chairman's office, not caring whether Lin Ling understood it or not.

Of course, Liu Dong, who did not use the relic Yuanguang, did not see the strong curiosity in Lin Ling's eyes behind him, as well as the growing respect.

After returning to his office, the first thing Liu Dong did was to take out a blank piece of paper from the drawer and start writing a reply to his family. Of course, most of Liu Dong didn't write about his current situation. He just said that he made money from carving.

With a lot of money, he has already bought a house in Quancheng. He will pick them up to live there when the time comes, and then he said that he would go home for the Chinese New Year this year! Before he knew it, Liu Dong had finished writing five A4 pieces of paper. Until the sixth piece

At that moment, Liu Dongcai stopped writing without finishing his thoughts.

After arranging the six pieces of letter paper, Liu Dong took out another 50,000 yuan from the mustard space. It's not that he didn't want to take more, but if it were more, it would not be a surprise but a shock to his parents. In addition, after Liu Dong

In the mountain village of Dong's hometown, fifty thousand yuan is more than enough to build a house. When Liu Dong goes back at the end of the year, he will spend more money and explain it to them in person.

Now that his parents are only in their early fifties, Liu Dong has enough opportunities to fulfill his filial piety.

After writing the letter, Liu Dong was about to go to the post office to send it out. Then his cell phone rang.

He took it out and saw that there was an unfamiliar number on it, and the phone was the one Liu Dong had first used. He instinctively thought that this might be another businessman or auction house who wanted to buy antiques from him, as well as some gambling stones to build relationships.

A person in the circle and antique collecting community.

However, by some mistake, Liu Dong did not hang up. Instead, he pressed the answer button.

"Hello, hello, who are you...?"

As soon as Liu Dong finished speaking, an old laugh sounded from the receiver, "Haha, does Liu Dong still remember my old man?"

Upon hearing this, Liu Dong immediately felt that the voice was somewhat familiar. After thinking about it secretly, he looked startled and asked with uncertainty on his face: "Are you Mr. Zhang?"

"Haha, it's rare that you still remember me, so it's not like I helped you in vain!"

At this moment, after receiving the affirmative answer, Liu Dong's mind immediately thought of Mr. Zhang Guobin who he met at the door when he and Zhou Bin went to the Quancheng Stone Gambling Conference.

Mr. Zhang is the honorary president of the Quancheng Jade Association, the president of the Dongshan Jade Carving Association, and a national jade carving master. He has an outstanding reputation in the jade carving industry, and at that time he also promised to find a qualified jade carving master for Liu Dong.

It was just that there was no news for more than two months, and Liu Dong had almost forgotten this matter. Unexpectedly, he now received a call from this old man.

Immediately, Liu Dong's heart became filled with anticipation. Liu Dong was also deeply glad that he had not hung up the phone just now, otherwise he would not have had this opportunity.

"Young man Liu, there has been no news from me for more than two months, so be patient!"

Hearing this, Liu Dong smiled bitterly. He was really anxious at first, but later he had too many things to do and didn't have time to take care of it, so he put it in his heart for the time being.

"Not bad!" Liu Dong said vaguely.

Mr. Zhang naturally heard the emotion in Liu Dong's words, and then smiled and said: "Brother Liu, when you really succeed in becoming a disciple, you will know that the more than two months of waiting have been in vain!"

"Okay, let's stop talking now! Are you okay today?"

"It's okay!" Liu Dong said after thinking for a moment.

"Okay, now come to the intersection of Jingshi Road and Jingfu Expressway immediately. I'll wait for you here! Don't forget it!" Finally, Mr. Zhang told Liu Dong again and hung up the phone.

From the old man's last tone, Liu Dong understood the importance of this matter. After hanging up the phone, he prepared to go out. However, the letter and 50,000 yuan in his hand had to be sent home.

Thinking of this, Liu Dong came to Lin Ling's office, "Send this letter and the money back to this address!"

"I understand, Director Liu!" Lin Ling quickly stood up and said.

"Well, I may not be in the company these days. If there is anything urgent, please call me. Director Wu has told you my phone number!"

"Director Wu told me both mobile phone numbers!" Lin Ling nodded.

"Okay then, go ahead and get busy! After getting the invoice back, the money for sending the letter will be reimbursed by the finance department!" After saying that, Liu Dong turned around and left.

Seeing him go out, Lin Ling breathed a sigh of relief. After sitting down, she looked at the envelopes and five piles of money on the table. She couldn't help but be secretly curious, but she didn't have the courage to open them.

"What kind of person is he? He owns such a big company at such a young age. He is much more powerful than his father!" Lin Ling said curiously, holding her cheeks in her hands.

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Regardless of Lin Ling's various suspicions about Liu Dong, after going downstairs, Liu Dong drove his Land Rover and went straight to the intersection of Jingshi Road and Beijing-Fuzhou Expressway where he and Mr. Zhang were getting better.

Jingshi Road is a major artery in the center of Quancheng City, running through the entire Quancheng City. The transportation is very convenient. It took Liu Dong half an hour to reach the agreed place, and soon he saw a black Santana car parked on the roadside.

After making a phone call, it was confirmed that the black car was indeed Mr. Zhang’s car. Afterwards, the two communicated, and Mr. Zhang’s Santana took the lead, followed by Liu Dong’s car, a group of people, and two cars.

, followed the curved asphalt road, drove to the Beijing-Fuzhou Expressway, and then drove south quickly along the Beijing-Fuzhou Expressway.

Because Mr. Zhang didn't say much, Liu Dong didn't know where he was going, so he could only drive behind him.

After more than half an hour, the two cars got off the highway. From the increasing number of promotional slogans about Mount Tai and Lingyan Temple on the roadside, Liu Dong almost understood where they had arrived.

After the two cars drove for a while, they had to slow down because there were gradually more and more vehicles of various kinds nearby, and many of them were traveling to Lingyan Temple.

Lingyan Temple in Quancheng is located in the northwest of Taishan and is now an important part of Mount Tai, a world natural and cultural heritage. Lingyan Temple was first built in the Eastern Jin Dynasty and rebuilt in the first year of Zhengxing, Emperor Xiaoming of the Northern Wei Dynasty. It reached its peak in the Tang Dynasty.

There are Pizhi Pagoda, Thousand Buddha Hall and other landscapes. Lingyan Temple has rich Buddhist heritage. Since the Tang Dynasty, it has been known as one of the "Four Famous Temples" in the world together with Qixia Temple in Nanjing, Guoqing Temple in Jiangtian, Zhejiang, and Yuquan Temple in Ling, Hubeijiang.

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In particular, the Song Dynasty painted Arhat statue in Lingyan Temple was called "the first famous sculpture in the country" by Liang Qichao!

Regarding this famous Buddhist temple, Liu Dong had long wanted to come here to further improve his relics. However, the temple was far away from Quancheng and he had many things to do, so he never made the trip.

"Hey!" He saw that Mr. Zhang's car did not continue along the highway, but turned to the side road. After driving for a while, it stopped in front of an upward intersection.

Seeing this, Liu Dong naturally stopped the car and walked out.

"Old Zhang!"

After Zhang Guobin nodded, he said to Liu Dong: "Xiaodong, we can't drive any further, we have to climb up by ourselves!"

"Mr. Zhang, why don't I carry you on my back? The mountain road looks quite steep!" Liu Dong looked at the mountain road in front of him, which was about two meters wide, paved with rough bluestone slabs, and winding upwards with no end in sight.

Finally, he said to the old man.

"No, my old man can still walk. Let the calf help me walk for a while first!" The calf in the old man's mouth was a middle-aged man in his thirties with a strong body who was supporting him. Look.

He should look like Mr. Zhang's bodyguard or something like that.

"Okay, let's walk slower!" After listening to the old man's words, Liu Dong did not force it.

Then the group of people locked the car and climbed up the mountain road.

After walking for a while, Liu Dong found that the old man's legs and feet were indeed quite good. He was already in his twenties. After climbing more than a hundred meters, he still showed no signs of fatigue. Time was not enough for anyone, so he climbed up to three hundred meters.

When he arrived, the old man could no longer climb. Finally, in order to save time, Mr. Zhang did not refuse Liu Dong and asked him to continue walking up on his back.

As for why it wasn't the middle-aged man next to Mr. Zhang, it was very simple. More than 300 meters later, when he began to gasp for breath, only Liu Dong still looked as normal, as if what he had just walked was not a 300-meter mountain road, but

It's just like going up three steps. His strong physical fitness makes Mr. Zhang and the middle-aged people named Niu look at him!

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