In the evening, Emperor Villa Community, Changning District, Haizhou.

Zhang Heng drove to the community gate, and the security guard at the door politely stopped Zhang Heng.

"I'll look for the Li family." Zhang Heng said.

"Can I let me see your invitation?" said the security guard. There were many people coming to the community today. Of course, the security guard knew that it was because the Li family was holding a banquet, so as long as the invitation was available, the security guard would let it go.

"My invitation is gone. You can call to confirm and say that Zhang Heng is here." Zhang Heng said helplessly.

"Okay, please wait." The security guard has a high quality, and there is no situation where the security guard pretends to be a tiger's power, and Zhang Heng needs a slap in the face. In just about five minutes, the security guard opened the iron fence gate.

Zhang Heng nodded and drove into the community. The area of ​​this community is not large, similar to that of an ordinary residential community. But the key is that this community is a pure villa-style community. The area of ​​a building usually covers an area, and only one household lives at this time.

Not only that, the distance between each villa is more than fifty meters, and the number of villas in the entire community is only twenty, which is several levels higher than the villa community bought by Zhang Heng before.

After entering, without asking for directions, Zhang Heng drove directly to the villa full of luxury cars and decorated with lights, and found a parking space. Zhang Heng took two little girls who were wearing evening dresses for the first time to walk towards the door of the villa.

"Xiao Zhang!" At the door, Li Jianguo was having a cordial exchange with a fat middle-aged man with big ears. Seeing Zhang Heng coming, Li Jianguo immediately accused him of guilt and walked towards Zhang Heng.

This action made Zhang Heng's eyes flash. Just half a year ago, he could only seek help by taking on the thighs of other people's daughters. People like Li Jianguo are like high-ranking gods in front of him, and they can determine their future and life and death in just one sentence.

But now, the other party puts himself in the position of equal communication, no! His position is slightly higher.

Why?

It is because I own t-1 forty percent of the shares! It is because I take the initiative to give t-1 50 percent to the country almost for free!

Although Zhang Heng directly crossed the country due to the foundation's bundling plan and extended his hands to Western countries such as Europe and North America, at least on the surface, Zhang Heng had no connections or any backstage. However, it was precisely because of Zhang Heng's move to send T-1 that he won the support of the country. Now the country is Zhang Heng's strongest backing, and even if the Li Group wants to make a decision now, it is impossible.

This is also the reason why no one has forced Zhang Heng to buy and sell the remaining 40% of the shares of T-1. Because once someone dares to do this, it is to destroy the country's station: If the country does not even protect people like Zhang Heng, who else dares to develop technology in China?

No one noticed the trance at this moment. The next second, Zhang Heng returned to normal. He walked up quickly with a smile, shook hands with Li Jianguo, and said first, "Uncle Li, I'm coming in time."

"Okay! OK! Very timely!" Li Jianguo laughed happily, "Nephew, my father has wanted to see you for a long time, and he finally came to see you today!"

Then, Li Jianguo turned to look at Zhang Xin and Yang Yang behind him, and was slightly stunned, "Xiao Zhang, who are these two?"

"This is my sister Zhang Xin, and this is my sister's classmate Yang Yang."

"Hello Uncle Li!" Both girls shouted obediently.

"Okay! OK! You guys are so good!" Li Jianguo seemed to breathe a sigh of relief, laughed again, and took Zhang Heng's hand affectionately to walk into the villa.

"Xiao Zhang, don't think this is a birthday party so there is nothing fun. In fact, it is not the case. The reason why this kind of gathering is held is mostly to give everyone an excuse to get together. At least one-third of the cooperation in Haizhou is reached in such various gatherings. Even if there is no deal, just knowing some people is enough for you to enjoy." Li Jianguo seemed to be afraid that Zhang Heng would not understand his intention, so he reminded him.

"I understand, but if there is something I'm going to tell you directly, why bother to know these people?" Zhang Heng joked.

"You kid..."

The two talked and laughed, and soon walked into the villa gate. Zhang Heng also took out the gift he prepared. Although Li Jianguo said he didn't need to give gifts, it was just a polite word after all. Zhang Heng wouldn't be so stupid that he ran over there without taking anything. He bought a jade carving birthday star worth millions in a jewelry store in Henglong International, which can be regarded as a very expensive gift.

As soon as he handed the gift to the waiter, Zhang Heng saw an old man with white hair but a very energetic eyes walking towards him in the crowd in the living room. He was supported by Li Yiru, dressed in a dress beside him. Although his expression was very tough, he seemed to have just recovered from the serious illness and his face was still a little pale.

Needless to say, Zhang Heng knew who this person was, Zhang Heng was just a little strange. Behind the old man, there were seven or eight more traditional men dressed up. He said he was the Li family but had never seen him before and didn't look like Li Jianguo. However, now it's not the time to care about it. He quickly met him and smiled, "Hello, Mr. Li."

"You are Xiao Zhang, right? You kid, I want to see you for a long time, but you never come!" Mr. Li said very directly, with the unique hoarse accent of the elderly.

"It's me wrong. I will definitely see you often in the future." Zhang Heng of course would not bother with the old man and quickly promised.

But Zhang Heng was a little confused in his heart. In fact, at this moment, he actually felt a faint pressure from the old man. This pressure was not the pressure of momentum, but the pressure of instinct, just like the old man in front of him who was panting while walking two steps could pose a threat to his personal safety.

And it’s not only Mr. Li, but also the men wearing traditional sweatshirts behind Mr. Li. These people are actually a group of masters of national martial arts!

Although it is not as stress as the pressure placed on special forces, it is because special forces exists simply for the sake of killing people. If a special forces fights with a national martial arts master, maybe four or five special forces cannot defeat a national martial arts master.

But if you give the special forces a little more complex terrain and give both sides a gun, then the ten national martial arts masters will only be easily killed by the special forces!

This is the difference between the two. It does not mean that masters of national martial arts are not as good as special forces.

"It's almost the same." Mr. Li nodded, narrowed his eyes slightly, with a scrutiny look, "Don't rush to leave after the party is over. We, the grandfather and grandson, have a good chat, I want to thank you."

"I dare not, I just take what I need, and Uncle Li takes good care of me." Zhang Heng refused calmly. He knew that the other party was referring to t-1, which not only saved his life, but also quadrupled the market value of Li's Group.

"Young people are not arrogant or impatient, okay, very good!" Old Master Li sighed, and then walked back with the help of Li Yiru. Most of the people who came to attend the banquet heard the conversation between the two and looked at Zhang Heng with great meaning. But in a while, two or three young people of similar age as Zhang Heng took the initiative to walk in front of Zhang Heng and chat.

Although Zhang Heng had no social experience, his mind was too fast and he could often react faster than those with sociable skills. There was no cold talk in the conversation between several people.

Just as he was chatting, Zhang Heng sighed secretly in his heart, saying that people are old and old man with an old temper, and Mr. Li seemed to be just an ordinary stubborn old man, but when he thought about it carefully, he could find several layers of deep meaning.

Just the conversation between the two, although it did not reveal that the inventor of T-1 was his secret, it also told everyone that Zhang Heng's identity was unusual and brought several parties to Zhang Heng, who would have been ignored.

These three people who asked Zhang Heng to talk to are all young masters among large entrepreneurs. Although they looked at Zhang Xin with a stunning look, they did not neglect Zhang Heng. The conversation with Zhang Xin was always humble and polite, and they were not as arrogant as they were on TV. They always robbed women of the people, and were arrogant without limits.

Li Yiru's villa is very large, with the living room alone having more than 300 square meters, which is almost equivalent to a small venue. The living room is decorated very distinctive, fresh and elegant, and does not wear gold and silver.

But after a while, Li Yiru took the initiative to come over and said happily, "I didn't expect you to come to my grandfather's birthday party."

"There's no way, your dad insists on me." Zhang Heng shrugged, looking helpless. Li Yiru's face suddenly froze, then he squeezed out a smile and twisted directly to Zhang Heng's thigh.

Of course, Zhang Heng would not let Li Yiru twist his thighs, and he would easily avoid it after retreating slightly.

"Who are these two little sisters?" The moment was a little loud. The people next to him showed signs of paying attention here. Only then did Li Yiru withdraw his hand and cough twice, changing the subject.

"One is the dear sister, the other is the fucking sister." Zhang Heng said seriously.

"Hello, Sister Li." The two of them spoke with a wink.

Li Yiru nodded and then smiled naturally again. In fact, when she found that she was increasingly unable to see through Zhang Heng, she no longer had any hope. She herself understood that Zhang Heng did not like him at all. Instead of asking for trouble, it would be better to give up directly and treat the two as friends, which would bring the distance between them even more.

Just when Li Yiru was a little lost, Zhang Heng asked quietly, "Has the old man learned martial arts?"

"Of course, my grandfather is from the Shanghai Jingwu Sports Federation, the real successor of Huo Yuanjia, and the only twenty-six martial arts nine-stage ranks in the country. He is known as the master of Bai Yuan Tongbing Fist Fist!" Li Yiru nodded with a proud face, "You only heard about it now?"

"I haven't heard of it. I guessed it by looking at the people standing behind the old man." Zhang Heng touched his nose.

“…”

The two chatted lightly, but at this moment, Li Jianguo, who was in the middle of the crowd, seemed to have received a call. When he heard the news on the phone, his face suddenly turned cold and he walked straight out of the door.

Although everyone was curious about what happened, Li Jianguo didn't say it, and no one had the nerve to ask.

However, a few minutes later, Zhang Heng saw the middle-aged people behind the old man running out in a hurry. At the same time, there was a scream and scolding outside the door. Seeing such a loud noise, everyone finally couldn't bear it and ran out in a hurry, wanting to see what happened. (To be continued.)
Chapter completed!