I listened to your advice and finally became a male god.

Chapter 425: The Shocking Plan Finally Comes to Life

The days in Yinghai were filled with trivial matters but full of fun.

After the Mid-Autumn Festival, Zhang Zhaohai and his wife continued to devote themselves to their careers.

The five restaurants that had already opened were thriving and continued to be packed with people every day. In addition, the couple also looked for several new locations in Yinghai and continued to open several more restaurants at the same time.

Ever since they found out that their son's financial resources were many times greater than they had imagined, the couple began to let themselves go.

Having just obtained the tens of millions of dollars, he no longer hid it and started working on it in a big way.

New District Store, Development Zone Store, Renmin Road Store, Jiefang Road Store··

Everyone is starting to prepare.

It is expected that by the middle of next year, the city area of ​​Yinghai will be basically covered, and the number of stores is expected to reach ten.

The next step is to move out of Yinghai City and develop towards the counties below.

It’s just that short and fast.

Haiqin Restaurant has long been well-known in Yinghai's catering industry and has become the first choice for foreign tourists visiting Yinghai. It is showing signs of becoming a local signature restaurant.

As for my uncle’s restaurant, it’s just so-so, not very popular.

The store has expanded, but the business is still the same. As for the branch, it is wishful thinking and it is far away. The hundreds of thousands of dollars borrowed from him were also useful. At least now, my uncle's family always goes around my house no matter what happens.

As for Zhang Yang, he naturally wandered among the familiar plants and trees in his hometown. Whenever he had time, he would go to the Four Seasons Hotel which he owned. From time to time, on a whim, he would go to pick up Teacher Xiao Meng after get off work.

Although we should not indulge in love, it is still enjoyable to savor it occasionally.

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Once you have money, you can celebrate even small birthdays in a big way.

At my father Zhang Zhaohai's 49th birthday party, Zhang Zhaohai set up more than a dozen tables and invited relatives and friends of the family, as well as various business partners and friends in the circle to celebrate.

Everyone gathered together and it was quite lively.

Zhang Zhaohai's face was flushed with compliments and he heard all kinds of flattery, which made him feel so happy that he didn't know what day it was.

"Dad, today is your 49th birthday, and I haven't prepared anything else." Zhang Yang stood up and walked to his father Zhang Zhaohai with a glass of wine. "Here, this is for you, Dad. Happy birthday."

Under the light, everyone looked over.

The thing in his hand was shiny and it was a car key.

"Car? Are you sending a car to your dad?" Zhang Zhaohai laughed and asked as he took it, "What car is it this time?"

"The car is downstairs, why don't we go take a look?" Zhang Yang said.

A group of Zhang Zhaohai's friends around were cheering and came out with great interest to see what kind of car it was.

Outside in the sunshine, a car was shining brightly, and a crowd of people were watching.

It is the Maybach Pullman S680 that costs more than million yuan.

There were many people around who knew what the goods were, and many of them stood there in shock.

"Maybach Pullman!"

"So domineering, so powerful! I wouldn't even change it if a Rolls-Royce came."

To be honest, although the Rolls-Royce Phantom has a strong aura and is exclusive to the big guys, with the rise of self-media now and the bombardment of various short video social platforms, every rich person has a Rolls-Royce Phantom, those who do live streaming have a Rolls-Royce Phantom, those who do e-commerce have a Rolls-Royce Phantom, and a certain popular internet celebrity still has a Rolls-Royce Phantom.

I'm a bit aesthetically fatigued and it's become so common.

But when the six-meter-five-meter-long silver-and-black Pullman appeared in front of him, a sense of ultimate nobility suddenly came over him.

A real boss’s car, a first-class cabin on land.

As for this car, even if a super boss rides in it, it won’t lose its value.

"This...this car..." Zhang Zhaohai could hardly speak clearly. He looked at the car in front of him with his eyes wide open and his hands moving around excitedly.

And there’s the license plate on the car, with those dazzling eights.

High profile, the cards... Zhang Zhaohai was so excited that he almost fainted.

"Congratulations to Mr. Zhang for his new car!"

"congratulations!"

"Happy birthday, Boss Zhang!"

The flattery and envy from all around came instantly. Crowds of people rushed up to surround Zhang Zhaohai, and the congratulations were endless.

At this moment, looking at the rich people in Yinghai.

He, Boss Zhang Zhaohai, is a name that cannot be avoided.

When others talk about it, they will always mention Mr. Zhang from Yinghai, who runs a restaurant and owns a Maybach Pullman with a license plate number of several eights.

That scenery is so beautiful... I don't even need to describe it...

As for Mr. Zhang, Mr. Zhang's son...

This thought popped up in everyone's mind, and they couldn't help but look at the figure in the distance that looked like a god.

Everyone knows that this is the real big shot, the one doing big business.

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Zhang Yang stood in the distance and gave the protagonist role at the moment to his father.

He looked at Zhang Zhaohai who was surrounded by the crowd in the distance, and at his father who was enjoying the glorious scene and had a rosy face, he couldn't help but smile.

My dad is a very face-conscious person.

Then give him enough face and unlimited glory.

As for being too high-profile...

Oh··

Some people are afraid of being high-profile and being envied when they become rich. That's because their wealth is not legitimate, or they don't have enough strength, or they have made too many enemies.

He Zhang Yang·

When wealth and strength reach a certain level, everything is just passing clouds...
"It's time to go." Zhang Yang lit a cigarette, his eyes vague, and muttered to himself.

He just received the news.

The results of the presidential election in the Republic of Congo, far away in Africa, will be announced soon.

Generally speaking, it's pretty close.

Zabol is about to reach the peak of Kongo.

As the ultimate boss behind the scenes and the person who truly controls everything, Zhang Yang would naturally appear at the presidential inauguration ceremony in Zabol at this time.

Zabol stood at the pinnacle of Kongo's power.

He, Zhang Yang, also had to appear publicly on such occasions to officially announce his presence.

After the Mid-Autumn Festival, Zhang Yang set off on his own Gulfstream and headed for Africa.

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Republic of Congo

Kinsa International Airport
The scene was heavily guarded and surrounded by security, and the airport was cleared repeatedly, as if to welcome the arrival of some important person.

At nine o'clock in the morning, a Gulfstream plane with a shiny body landed at Kinsa International Airport.

The staff at the airport became busy.

Gangway, carpet··

The security vehicle drove straight from outside the airport...
I don’t know how long it took, but the cabin door opened and a tall and handsome figure walked out of the cabin in the sunlight.

It was Zhang Yang.

"I'm back again." Zhang Yang looked up at the sky above Gange, then glanced down the gangway.

At the bottom of the gangway, there were rows of black faces filled with fawning smiles. Not far away, several security vehicles from their own security company were waiting nearby.

In the distance, there are staff members maintaining order.

This is the status and treatment he receives nowadays.

It is almost recognized that Zabol will become the next president, and as the most popular and trusted person around the president, Zhang Yang has naturally become a big figure in Congo, especially in the capital Kinza.

These ostentations are nothing more than a small matter.

Without stopping for too long, he walked down the gangway and got straight into the car that had been waiting for a long time.

Go straight to the official residence where you are staying.

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The former president left. As acting president, Zabol has been treating Kinsa as his sphere of influence for a long time.

For example, the presidential guard and the Kinsa garrison...all of them were replaced by his people.

It is no exaggeration to say that it is an iron barrel.

Zhang Yang stayed in the official residence for a while and then drove straight to the Presidential Palace.

In front of people.

He called him Mr. President all the time and remained respectful.

He sat behind the crowd and Zabol stood beside him, being respectful throughout and calling him master.

If outsiders knew about this situation, I don’t know how many people would be shocked.

Fortunately, at this moment, there are only the two of them and no one else.

"The outcome of this presidential election is in your control, right?" Zhang Yang sat down, sipping tea, looked up at Zabol and asked.

"My master, everything is under control." Zabol looked as if he was sure of victory.

"What are the developments in the provinces?" Zhang Yang asked again.

After he returned to his country, he handed over the command of all those soldiers to Zabol, allowing him to have free rein and use these people to achieve everything he planned.

Except for the three provincial bases, each province is independent and controlled by the local highest authority.

But at the same time, dozens of soldiers have been placed in key positions in the government forces of each province, which means that the dynamics and every move of each province are under their control.

"Of course no problem." Zabol said.

"That's great." Zhang Yang nodded and smiled.

As long as Zabol becomes president, he will not be able to control the entire country of Congo 100%, but he will be able to roughly control the dynamics of each province. If there is any unusual movement, he can find ways to take it down at any time and anywhere.

As time goes by, it is only a matter of time before Kongo unifies the country and all power is centralized.

As night fell, Zhang Yang and Zabol talked for a long time and then drove back to their hotel.

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A few days passed in a flash.

On this day, Kinsa National Television started live broadcast and officially announced the results of the new presidential election of the Republic of Congo.

Zhang Yang was in his official residence, watching the live broadcast with a slight smile on his face.

"I declare that the winner of the new presidency of the Republic of Congo is... Zabol..."

With the release of the live broadcast footage.

The news that Zabol took office as the new president of the Republic of Congo spread throughout the Republic of Congo in an instant.

At this moment, Zhang Yang also heard a pleasant system prompt tone in his mind.

Ding!
Congratulations to the host, you have completed the task: Ganggo Talker
System Reward: Intermediate Genetic Medicine (already issued)
"Finally, I got it!" Zhang Yang muttered to himself, his eyes flashing with ecstasy.

After so much planning and so many twists and turns, it finally came to an end without any major problems. In the end, Zabol was pushed to the position of President of the Republic of Congo, and the mission was finally completed.

Let’s not talk about how much huge long-term benefits Zabol’s presidency can bring him.

Just the thing in front of him is enough to drive him... crazy!
After a while, Zhang Yang took out the reward.

A tube of light purple medicine, which is the intermediate genetic medicine.

Zhang Yang, who always had a calm expression and rarely showed any big fluctuations, couldn't help but show some ups and downs in his expression at this moment, and his heart was full of excitement.

Life span of 200 years, eternal youth, flawless...

Become a genetically perfect human being.

Any one of the above items is worth far more than hundreds of billions.

"No more hesitation."

Zhang Yang took a deep breath, opened the intermediate gene potion, tilted his head back and swallowed it all.

The swimming pool in the official residence is rippling with blue waves and the water is clear.

Most importantly, there was no one around.
Zhang Yang took off his coat, revealing his perfect body, and then the next second, he jumped directly into the water.

It was quiet all around.

One second, two seconds, one minute, two minutes.

I don’t know how long it took, but bubbles suddenly gurgled on the water surface, and then, hot air began to rise faintly from the cool water surface.

Beneath the water, one could vaguely see a figure sitting at the bottom with his eyes closed.

Wow!

Suddenly, the water surface of the swimming pool rolled up and down, as if waves were rising.

Then, water splashed everywhere.

The dry ground on all sides was suddenly wet by the splashes of water.

pat!

pat!

A perfect figure that could not be described in words walked out of the water step by step, and walked towards the mirror not far away.

In front of the sink, Zhang Yang held onto the countertop with both hands.

Then he slowly raised his head.

"Is this the feeling of the intermediate genetic potion?" He looked at himself in the mirror.

The face and facial features in the mirror are so beautiful that it is no exaggeration to describe them as being carved by nature.

It's not just perfect. It's perfect to the point where there's a sense of harmony between all things and the universe. This is clearly a perfection at a genetic level.

There are also skins with invisible pores, a body that is even more majestic and invincible, full of strength and perfection...
Zhang Yang closed his eyes, feeling the blood rushing through his veins, and the feeling of all the meridians in his body being unblocked.

With every gesture, the heaven and earth seemed to resonate.

"Does the perfection of genes mean the symbiosis and harmony with all things in nature, heaven and earth?" Zhang Yang murmured to himself.

He could clearly feel the vibrant vitality within his body, repeating over and over again in a cycle.

No wonder his lifespan can reach two hundred years at this moment.

He could even feel the power hidden in every cell of his body, which was endless and inexhaustible.

"How powerful am I now?"

He looked in the mirror, his skin glowing like jade, and had an urge to shoot himself.

Is it possible for me now to withstand bullets with my physical body?

Or, falling a hundred meters to the ground without relying on props or external objects?
Zhang Yang didn't know and didn't try.

He just stood beside the swimming pool, which was about twenty or thirty meters long, and looked at the water.

The next second, he took a step forward and stepped on the water.

The soles of your feet touch the water surface.

The buoyancy feedback from the water surface was transmitted clearly and unmistakably to Zhang Yang's legs, body, and brain through the soles of his feet.

Almost as if by instinct, he took another step forward.

The surface of the pool was bobbing up and down.

Zhang Yang stepped on the water as if he was walking on flat ground, and actually crossed dozens of meters of water step by step.

Looking back again, he had already reached the other side from one end.

“Is this what they call floating on water?”

In ancient times, Bodhidharma crossed the river on a reed.

Zhang Yang estimated that if he crossed the water barefoot now, he would be even better than Bodhidharma.

Naturally, there are no real gods in this world.

If there is...

Then at this moment, Zhang Yang is probably the legendary immortal on earth.

(End of this chapter)