The Road to Slaying God

"...Why does Teacher Zhang have trouble with Brother Dao?" Mao Yunhua hesitated and asked.

"This is very complicated. Forget it, I'll figure it out myself." Zhang Yang didn't want Mao Yunhua to change his decision because of his relationship with Mao Renguo. There were fewer and fewer people like Mao Yunhua, and he didn't want to be with Mao Renguo. Relationships become relationships of interest.

"Zhang Yang, if you want to get some projects, either me or my two younger brothers will be enough to make you rich. Why bother dealing with those people in the world? My relationship with Brother Dao, although it is not an extraordinary one, Okay, but Brother Dao was very helpful in the demolition work of jz commercial plaza in the early stage of development. He at least advanced the construction period for us by half a year, and saved more than 30 million yuan. I can't burn bridges, as long as you Open your mouth, no matter what the request is, as long as I, Mao Yunhua, can do it, I will go all out, how about it?" Mao Yunhua stood at the door, staring at Zhang Yang tightly, this is a promise, this promise is very big, if an ordinary person Receiving this kind of commitment is enough to ensure a lifetime of food and clothing.

Mao Yunhua is still the same Mao Yunhua, and he has not changed his bottom line because of Zhang Yang's help to their family. There is no doubt that Mao Yunhua is more practical compared to that Ninth Brother! Zhang Yang couldn't help but sigh secretly.

Having a heart-to-heart relationship with this kind of person, you don't have to worry about being betrayed. Zhang Yang couldn't help but feel lucky for Brother Dao to meet such a loyal boss.

"Brother Mao, my matter is very complicated. Brother Dao and I, only one person can live. Without him, there will be no me, and with me, there will be no him. It is not a question of whether there is a project or not, and I will not make things difficult for Brother Mao. These things , I will handle it myself."

Zhang Yang felt helpless. Mao Yunhua was the kind of person who knew how to repay his kindness. He regretted coming here now. He just hoped that Mao Yunhua would not interfere with the matter with Brother Dao.

At the same time, he suddenly remembered the strange expression on the old man's face when he mentioned Mao Yunhua. Obviously, the old man's huge intelligence system knew about his relationship with the Mao family, so he had that expression.

"Is there really no room for change?" Mao Yunhua looked disappointed.

"No!" Zhang Yang said firmly. If Brother Dao and Ma Pihu are not dead, he will not be able to control the entire zh city. As for ruffian Cai, it is much easier to solve. After all, ruffian Cai has red channel resources and a strong customer group. Kill him. Without Ma Pihu and Brother Dao, ruffian Cai is nothing like a green onion.

Zhang Yang walked past Mao Yunhua with determination...

"What if I succeed?" Mao Yunhua looked at Zhang Yang's back. Just when he passed by him, he felt a strong murderous intention. Obviously, this murderous intention was directed at Brother Dao.

"Are you successful?" Zhang Yang suddenly turned around and his eyes lit up.

"Yes, Brother Dao listens to me very much!" Mao Yunhua nodded.

"Haha, but there is a big conflict. Will he listen to me?" Zhang Yang smiled. If he just reconciled with Brother Dao, then it would be okay for Mao Yunhua to mediate in the middle. What he wanted was absolute leadership.

"Haha, you are Zhang Yang, you are Teacher Zhang. I don't need to say more about your understanding of people's psychology. I believe in you. If you can't convince Brother Dao, then I have tried my best. I have a clear conscience." Mao Yunhua pushed. He put on the glasses on his nose and smiled softly.

"Hahaha... Yes, if I can't convince Brother Dao with Brother Mao's cooperation in this environment, then there are only two possible surnames." Zhang Yang laughed.

"Huh?" Mao Yunhua asked doubtfully.

"First, it's because I'm useless to Zhang Yang. I can't convince him. I'm not a good lobbyist! Second, Brother Dao deserves to die!" Zhang Yang was full of pride when he said the first one, and when he said the second one, he exuded a sense of pride. There was a murderous aura that made Mao Yunhua's heart palpitate. Mao Yunhua couldn't help but shudder. This young man had such a violent aura.

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"Brother Dao? Yes, yes, I'll wait for you at Wisteria Garden on Zhongshan Road, um, okay!" Mao Yunhua had a decisive and murderous style when doing things, and immediately called Brother Dao's personal phone. Only Mao Yunhua had this phone. Everyone knows that no one can find Brother Dao's current whereabouts.

After hanging up the phone, the two immediately went downstairs.

Sitting on Mao Yunhua's Ferrari worth more than two million, Zhang Yang couldn't help but feel a little emotional. It had to be said that Mao Yunhua and his father were from two different worlds. Mao Renguo was hard-working, simple and very frugal. Zhang Yang knew that Mao Renguo liked to smoke, but he never He only smokes cigarettes that cost ten yuan a pack. If the occasion is really important, he will buy a pack of slightly better cigarettes and put them on his body to entertain guests.

Mao Yunhua is different. Mao Yunhua does not smoke, but the cigarettes on the car are more than one thousand yuan each. He drives a luxury car and wears a luxury watch. From cars to pens, they are all of the world's top brands.

No wonder Mao Renguo said that they were prodigal sons. Compared with Mao Renguo's frugality, the three Mao brothers were not only prodigal, but also wasted money.

Of course, Zhang Yang doesn't think so. People's consumption concepts should change with their own economic strength. If the world is like Mao Renguo, it will never develop. Mao Renguo is a typical modern version of Grandet.

"Do you think I'm too extravagant?" Mao Yunhua saw Zhang Yang looking at some gadgets in the car with a look of taste, and he actually guessed Zhang Yang's thoughts.

"Haha, it's okay. If you don't pay attention to the quality of life at your level, then what's the point of living?"

"Yes, life is not only about making money, but also about studying something you like and pursuing material enjoyment. These are all normal needs of human beings. It's a pity that my father doesn't understand..., haha, that's right, my father understands now. , However, I understand it a little bit thoroughly. I think it looks a bit like depravity. I have to admire Teacher Zhang’s brainwashing skills...!"

"Ah...ahem...how is Brother Mao...well, we each call him his own name, haha, we are used to calling him Brother Mao." Zhang Yang said with a smile.

"It doesn't matter, our dad is no longer the dad he used to be. He wears the best clothes, drives the best luxury cars, and works out every day..." Mao Yunhua slowly drove the car through the traffic with a wry smile on his face. .

"That's it..." Zhang Yang was stunned.

"Haha, it's okay. I still like my current dad. He is more reasonable. His vision for business and handling of interpersonal relationships have made great progress. I still have to thank you."

"Hehe..." Zhang Yang couldn't help but smile awkwardly. He just wanted to change Mao Renguo's thinking, and never thought of changing Mao Renguo into a trend-setter.

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The two chatted about some interesting things about Mao Renguo, and soon arrived at the Zitengyuan Teahouse. At this time, Zhang Yang and Mao Yunhua were very intimate. When Mao Renguo was mentioned, the distance between them became closer.

At the same time, they both discovered that the other party was not as difficult to deal with as they first appeared.

And Zhang Yang was also thinking, why did Mao Renguo put such an outstanding son into the prodigal industry?

It seems that this rumor is not credible. Apart from Mao Yunhua being different from his father in terms of consumption concepts and tastes, many forms and styles are almost exactly the same. Isn't this a slap in the face for Mao Renguo?

Obviously, Mao Renguo's three sons are all excellent!

Thinking of the fat and bald Mao Renguo, Zhang Yang couldn't help but have a warm smile on his face. If he talked about friends, apart from Liu Biao and Aze, Mao Renguo could be regarded as his first real friend after escaping.

The two parked the car and went straight to the second floor of Wisteria Garden. Mao Yunhua seemed to come here often. As soon as the employees of Wisteria Garden saw him, they immediately took Mao Yunhua and Zhang Yang to a private room.

As soon as the door opened, Zhang Yang saw a middle-aged man with a long face, thick black eyebrows, and a strong aura. He was wearing a black jacket and stood up.

There is no doubt that this is Brother Dao.

Seeing Brother Dao's appearance and the aura he exuded, Zhang Yang's first feeling was that this was a man, a real man.

"Mr. Mao, come and sit down. I have ordered the tea you like for you. I wonder what kind of tea this little brother drinks?" Brother Dao was very affectionate and saw that Mao Yunhua was not at all restrained.

"Just tea, thank you Brother Dao."

Zhang Yang paid attention to Brother Dao's every move, and unexpectedly found that Brother Dao had no trace of anxiety on his face. This was very different from his fantasy of Brother Dao, who was like a bereaved dog. You must know that Brother Dao's power has been under constant attack. Such a blow, the mood should be very low. Unexpectedly, the spirit and temperament are still good, and there is no trace of a down-and-out hero.

Zhang Yang didn't know that Brother Dao was a murderer when he was underage, how many times he was in and out of prison, and he had dominated the underground forces of ZH City for several years. He had never seen any big storms, and one or two setbacks would only make Brother Dao become violent. , and will not admit defeat.

Brother Dao always believed that as long as he still had a life, he would have a chance to make a comeback!

Brother Dao is the idol of all the gangsters in zh city!

(To be continued)