The Rise of the Writers of the Republic of China

"Get out!"

Zhang Mouzhi's words made the whole living room stagnate.

"Hello, Uncle." Zhou Hexuan forced a smile on his face and greeted bravely.

"snort!"

Zhang Mouzhi snorted coldly, not giving Zhou Hexuan a good look. He worked so hard to catch up with Minister of Finance Song Ziwen. As long as the Zhang and Song families get married, the political advantages will be endless.

Among other things, in history Song Ziwen and Zhang Leyi just got married, and the second son of the Zhang family easily became the mayor of Jiujiang.

But all these plans were disturbed by Zhou Hexuan, can Zhang Mouzhi be happy?

Zhang Leyi bowed her head and walked in front of her father, calling weakly, "Dad."

"You still think I'm your father?" Zhang Mouzhi sneered and said angrily, "How did I educate you? Did I teach you to run away from home and elope with a man?"

Zhang's mother came forward to persuade her: "Ruoxu, your daughter is back, so don't be upset. I think Xiao Zhou is a nice person. He is good at speaking and knowledgeable. He is no worse than that Minister Song."

Zhang Mouzhi was too lazy to talk nonsense with his wife, so he stared at Zhang Leyi and said, "Choose yourself, do you want this Zhou, or I want this father?"

"I want both." Zhang Leyi's voice was as thin as a mosquito.

"Then get out!" Zhang Mouzhi's lungs were about to explode, pointing to the outside and said, "You step out of this house, and never come back!"

Zhang Leyi was full of grievances, tears fell down her cheeks, she didn't want to leave, she didn't dare to speak anymore, she just stood there stupidly at a loss.

Zhou Hexuan sighed secretly, and said, "Uncle, can we have a chat alone?"

Zhang Mouzhi refused with a sullen face: "I have nothing to say to you, you are not welcome at the gate of the Zhang family, please go."

The scene froze to the extreme in an instant.

Seeing that the matter was difficult to deal with, Zhang's mother urged her children to go back to their rooms. Only she, Zhang Mouzhi, Zhang Leyi, and Zhou Hexuan were left in the living room. She comforted her in front of her daughter and "son-in-law": "Ruoxu, things are already like this, why is the trouble so hard to deal with? The most important thing for a family is harmony, and we must also respect our daughter's choice."

"Then do you know? Because of this incident, I completely offended Song Ziwen!" Zhang Mouzhi roared with a thick red neck, "With the influence of our Zhang family in Jiujiang, last year Jiujiang abolished the county and established a city, far west ( Mr. Zhang Er) not to mention being elected mayor, he is also a deputy mayor. But what happened? Song Ziwen made a hindrance and deliberately suppressed our Zhang family, and Yuanxi only became the director of the construction bureau!"

The Zhang family is not short of money, but only lacks political backing. Zhou Hexuan spoiled other people's good deeds.

Zhang's mother remained silent, Zhang Leyi struggled with pain, both mother and daughter dared not speak any more.

Zhou Hexuan could only say, "Uncle, maybe I can find out about Commander-in-Chief Chang and get the mayor of Jiujiang here."

"Do you think I really care about the position of mayor?" Zhang Mouzhi sneered.

Well, Zhang Mouzhi wants more, the mayor is just the beginning.

No matter how good Zhou Hexuan is, he can never be compared to the Minister of Finance of the Nanjing Nationalist Government.

Historically, after the marriage between the Zhang and Song families, the Zhang family could walk sideways in Jiangxi. Then there were a series of marriages. For example, the eldest brother of the Zhang family married the daughter of the president of the Shanghai Salt Industry Bank.

That background is so powerful that even Zhang Mouzhi's old friend Jin Haoru has gradually become estranged from the Zhang family. When the little girl was leaving, Miss Zhang Wu gave Miss Jin a pen, but Boss Jin actually ordered her daughter to return the gift because the Jin family couldn't afford it.

From such trivial matters, it can be seen how inflated and arrogant the Zhang family has been after they hooked up with the Song family, and even completely offended the old buddies with the closest business cooperation.

Zhou Hexuan couldn't give what Zhang Mouzhi wanted in his life.

Zhang's mother winked at Zhou Hexuan, signaling him not to make Zhang Mouzhi angry again. Zhou Hexuan immediately said: "Uncle, Aunt, I'm sorry to bother you today, I'll visit you some other day."

"Le Yi, go and see Mingcheng off." Mother Zhang smiled.

Zhang Leyi looked at her father, then followed Zhou Hexuan and sent him outside the iron gate of the Zhang family.

The bright moon was in the sky, and the lake in the distance shone with sparkling ripples, and the breeze blew in to reduce the heat by a third.

Zhang Leyi's skirt swayed with the wind, and she softly said, "Brother Xuan, I'm sorry, I don't want to make it like this."

"Fool," Zhou Hexuan hugged Zhang Leyi in his arms, and comforted him, "I should be the one who said I'm sorry, which caused a strain on your relationship with your father."

Zhang Leyi put her pretty face on the man's chest, and said firmly, "If Dad doesn't let go, then I'll elope with you to Tianjin to get married, and I'll come back when his anger subsides!"

Alas, many women in the Republic of China era were so infatuated and cute.

Take Miss Sheng Qi as an example, waiting for Song Ziwen for fifteen years, how much pressure would it bear. There is also Miss Sun, who is in love with Li Shoumin, will fall out with her family in two years, and elope with only 1 yuan for the fare.

Zhou Hexuan said: "I will try my best to convince my uncle."

"Well, I believe in you." Zhang Leyi forced a smile.

Zhang Leyi just went home and stayed, and was grounded by her father, even walking in the garden with a servant accompanying her.

But Zhou Hexuan was busy visiting Zhang Yuandong and Zhang Yuanxi. If Zhang Mouzhi could not be dealt with, he could deal with the first and second uncles first.

These two are about the same age as Zhou Hexuan. They belong to the older single young returnees who graduated from Cambridge, and they are not in a hurry to get married.

Uncle Zhang Yuandong is very talkative. He graduated from the Department of Architecture of Cambridge University. He does not have much desire for power, but is keen on art and pleasure.

After the two met and greeted each other, Zhang Yuandong smiled and said, "Brother Zhou, you are so courageous. You kidnapped my sister, and you still dare to come back to propose marriage. That old man in my family didn't let anyone arrest you." type it out?"

Zhou Hexuan said with a wry smile: "My father is a civilized person, he only speaks, but doesn't do anything."

"Hahahaha," Zhang Yuandong laughed, rather gloating, "Did you get scolded?"

Zhou Hexuan shrugged: "If it were me, I would scold her too. No one wants their daughter to run away from home."

Zhang Yuandong drank his coffee and asked, "You don't want to ask me for help, do you?"

"Please!" Zhou Hexuan said sincerely.

"No," Zhang Yuandong waved his hands again and again, "I have no choice but to express no objection to this matter, and it is absolutely impossible to speak well for you."

Zhou Hexuan said: "I also ask my elder brother to help me out with ideas."

Zhang Yuandong blinked and said, "You can look for the second child, he is the Zhang family's Qianliju, and his words are more useful than mine."

"Second brother dislikes me, right?" Zhou Hexuan asked.

"What do you think? The good mayor's position has been ruined by you," Zhang Yuandong said jokingly, "He can't wait to kill you!"