Looking at the scenery that was constantly regressing outside the window, Chu Jingzhe's thoughts also returned to the time when the four of them were selected by Lao Cheng and trained as actors.

Chu Jingzhe has a dull personality, but he is good at playing chess. Lao Cheng often calls him to his residence and plays chess with him.

However, even though Lao Cheng was the governor, Chu Jingzhe did not know how to save face for him at all, and often killed Lao Cheng on the chessboard without leaving any armor.

"You boy, what's the point of bullying me an old man? I don't know how to respect the elderly at all!" Old Cheng was so angry that he blew his beard and glared.

At that time, Chu Jingzhe replied seriously: "The old man said that the chessboard is like a battlefield. On the battlefield, will the enemy give in to you because of your age?"

"Hmph! I really want to see what kind of stubbornness the old man you mentioned is, and he actually taught you this stubbornness!"

Looking back on the past, I remember everything vividly.

Although he liked Han Yutao the most, Chu Jingzhe had no prejudice against him. After all, he had always known to consider the overall situation and future of the entire southern Xinjiang.

In fact, whether it was Han Yutao, himself, or his second brother Jiang Yunting, or the fourth brother Bai Yutang, they all knew very well that in Lao Cheng's heart, he always treated his four of them as his sons.

Unfortunately, a series of things that happened later were something he did not expect.

Jiang Yunting and Bai Yutang died in the country, and Han Yutao led troops to force the palace to rise to power.

I still remember that on his deathbed, he handed over the Governor's Seal to himself, "From now on, Southern Xinjiang will be handed over to you!"

Although Chu Jingzhe did not take up the position of governor for a long time afterwards, he spared no effort for Lao Cheng's last wish.

Nanjing City is hundreds of kilometers away from Long. In the afternoon, Chu Jingzhe held a suitcase in one hand and pulled Tan Xiaoxiao with the other, and walked out of the train station.

Compared with first-tier metropolis like Jinling and Cangzhou, Nanjing City is slightly worse and belongs to quasi-first-tier cities.

However, Nanjing City is a place with great reputation in Long Kingdom because the Han royal family, one of the nine royal families, is in Nanjing City.

The two found a restaurant outside the station, ate some food, then took a taxi and looked for the recorded address.

Half an hour later, I arrived at my destination, paid the fare, and got off with my luggage.

"Auntie, do you know how to get to Cheng Kunlun's house?" Chu Jingzhe was not good at speaking. He naturally had to do this kind of job asking for directions.

After hearing the name Cheng Kunlun, the middle-aged woman's expression changed slightly and she asked: "You are looking for Chen Kunlun? It's probably in vain. He has been dead for several years!"

"Then are there anyone else in his family?" Tan Xiaoxiao continued to ask.

"He has a younger brother who lives in the old house in front!" said the middle-aged woman pointing to a small alley in front of her.

"Thank you!"

After thanking each other, they walked towards the alley ahead.

Compared with the prosperity around it, this dilapidated alley seems out of place.

In front of me was a row of old houses, with moss covered with wall tiles. A family's door was covered with empty space, and there were fierce quarrels coming from time to time. Chu Jingzhe pushed open the door and saw an old man over fifty years old sitting on a wooden chair in the yard with an angry look on his face.

In front of him was a young man in a suit and glasses. Behind the man was a strong man, dark and incompetent, and fierce.

"Old thing, if you know the truth, sign the demolition contract. Otherwise, be careful not to be safe!" The man in a suit sneered, and a fierce look flashed in his eyes.

"You bandits, you want to occupy my house for this little money. What's the difference between this and robbing?" The old man wore a pair of reading glasses and an old pedantic dress.

"Where will we buy a house for this little money? Where can we live in the future?" The old man shivered all over.

The man laughed coldly and said, "Haha... I can't control this anymore. Today, you have to sign it, and you have to sign it if you don't sign it!"

"Don't talk about you, an immortal thing. Looking at the entire Nanjing, who dares to go against our Wanhua Group? It's good to have money to give you now. If I get angry with me, I will still let you get out if I don't give you any money!"

The man with glasses looked arrogant.

"Even if I die, I won't sign this word!" The old man was furious.

Wanhua Group is preparing to develop this land, and the other neighbors have very generous compensation, but their family is less than one-third of others.

Obviously, Wanhua Group is looking at him as easy to bully and is ready to take over.

After all, this area is located next to Nanjing University and the price is very high. Ordinary real estate companies do not have the financial resources at all.

This is their third time. They have used all kinds of coercion and inducement methods, but this price is obviously a robbery. If they sign it themselves, they will not be able to buy a small room outside.

"Haha, I want to see how hard your mouth is! You might as well tell you that in Nanjing City, my Wanhua Group wants someone to disappear, but it is just a matter of making a fuss!"

As soon as he finished speaking, several strong men behind him walked towards the old man step by step.

"You, what do you want to do?" The old man's expression changed. He was afraid when he looked at the strong men with fleshy faces.

"Haha! How about it? Old man, I'll give you another last chance. Do you sign this word or not?" The man in glasses sneered, handed the contract in his hand to the old man, and asked.

"I said I wouldn't sign, but I just don't sign. If you have sex, you will beat me to death. I don't believe it. There is no kingly law in the world!" The old man gritted his teeth and then took over the contract in his hand and tore it apart.

The man suddenly became angry, "I don't know how to show my respect, beat me!"

One of the strong men reached out and slapped the old man, but his slap had not yet fallen, and he felt a sharp pain in his wrist. Then, a bloody flower bloomed on his wrist.

At some point, a stone flew over outside the door, smashing his wrist. At this moment, the hand was hanging like this, blood flowing.

The strong man covered his broken wrist and retreated repeatedly, making heart-wrenching screams from his mouth.

Everyone immediately looked towards the door, and saw Tan Xiaoxiao and Chu Jingzhe pushing the door and entering.

The man looks handsome and heroic, and the woman is so beautiful that she is as if she has walked out of a painting.

The man in glasses was stunned. According to their understanding, isn’t there any other relatives in Mr. Cheng’s family except for his daughter who is in college? What are the origins of these two people?

"Where did you come from the unoptimistic thing? You dare to care about the other people's business of my Wanhua Group? I think you don't want to live anymore!" The man in glasses shouted angrily.

However, Chu Jingzhe ignored him and walked towards the old man.

"Uncle, is this Cheng Kunlun's home?" Chu Jingzhe walked forward and asked.

From beginning to end, he completely ignored the man in glasses and the strong men, and seemed to have never seen their existence at all.
Chapter completed!