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“Where have you been in these hundred years? How is it developing? ”

Riku pushed the gold wire-rimmed glasses that slipped off the bridge of his nose, he leaned back on the seat, he paused, lifted his two feet again, casually placed them on the table, and then asked with a smile.

At the beginning, he only said that Zhang Jian was not allowed to be in China, and as for where to go and how to develop, he did not make too many requirements.

Theoretically, as long as Zhang Jian is abroad, he can even choose to eat mixed and wait for 95 years.

“Sir, I was killed on August 26 at your command, and then I came to Malaysia in Southeast Asia with only a faithful old servant and a few belongings…”

On the phone, Zhang Jian slowly recounted what he had created in Malaysia in the past 94 years.

Listen carefully to the content.

Lu Li’s expression revealed some amazement.

It should be said that it is worthy of being a hero born in the wrong era on the earth of the Celestial Empire?

In the past 100 years, Zhang Jian started from Ipoh in Malaysia, and then quickly took root and blossomed everywhere…

From the hotel industry, then finance, banking, real estate, casinos, gangsters…

Today’s Zhang Jian has long been hidden behind the scenes of the Big 637 Malaysia, but he controls most of the economy, politics, and people’s livelihood of the entire Malaysia.

Ninety-four years, low-key development, silent cultivation…

“Sir.”

“I must atone for your sins…”

Zhang Jian said.

“You say.”

Lu Li replied.

“I have listened to your orders, I have not set foot on the land in these nearly a hundred years, I have only sent my son through an accident, let him disappear in the Celestial Empire, and come to Malaysia to assist me.”

“But… It’s not that I didn’t do nothing. ”

“During the war years experienced by the Celestial Empire, when the enemy invaded, I organized overseas Chinese in Malaysia to donate more than 1.3 billion US dollars and materials to the country.”

“I mobilized more than 5,000 people from all walks of life to go to the battlefields of the motherland, and only 53 of these 5,000 people returned alive.”

“At that time, I also had a gangster called ‘Hua Ji’, and I used most of the gang’s income to buy several advanced fighter jets from the United States for the country and donated them to the country…”

Zhang Jian said in a deep voice.

Hearing Zhang Jian’s words, Lu Li was not surprised or angry.

As an existence of that era (CDCD), who has been fighting hard all his life to save the country, it is impossible to forget this feeling after going abroad.

Moreover, these actions of Zhang Jian are to promote the entire Malaysia, starting from all walks of life, and using the entire Chinese and overseas Chinese as an endorsement, which has not changed history much.

Because, without Zhang Jian, there would be these things, but there would be no such efficiency and power.

“Not next.”

Lu Li said.

“Ninety-four years have passed, and I allow you to return home.”

“I’m in the magic capital, you can come and find me.”

Lu Li paused, and then said one after another.

Hearing Lu Li’s words, on the other side of the phone, Zhang Jian was excited, and his body was trembling!

The tears that Ben had stopped fell like rain again…

Zhang Jian, one hundred and sixty-seven years old, in the past, he had never shed tears again and again like today.

……

Magic capital, Rong family.

Rong Youlin and Kong Yelei drove her son and appeared in the old residence of the Rong family in Jin’an District.

The two little girls hurried into the house.

“Uncle Li, where is my grandfather?”

Rong Youlin saw the old butler and asked.

“Master in the back garden.”

The housekeeper surnamed Li replied with a smile.

Rong Youlin took Kong Yelei and ran towards the back garden.

Back garden.

Rong Zhijian, friends with his uncle Rong, basking in the spring sun.

When he saw Grandpa Tai, Rong Youlin’s eyes flickered…

She knew that Grandpa Tai had a big secret, and this secret was probably related to the young man in the photo.

A year ago, Grandpa Tai had clearly run out of oil, but now, his spirit is getting better and better…

“Linlin.”

“Ye Lei”

Rong Zhijian, his eyes looked at his little granddaughter and the daughter of the Kong family, his face was gentle, and he called with a smile.

“Grandpa, Ye Lei and I found two photos.”

Rong Youlin said a little nervously.

“What photo?”

Rong Zhijian didn’t care and asked casually.

Rong Youlin quickly asked Kong Yelei to take out the photo…

Then, Yurong Youlin handed it to Rong Zhijian.

‘Still an old photograph of some years’

Seeing this black and white photo, Rong Zhijian thought.

The gaze falls on the photo…

When Rong Zhijian saw that back, the whole person’s expression suddenly froze, and his expression was instantly solemn!

“This… This…”

Rong Zhijian raised his head and looked solemnly at his granddaughter, Rong Youlin.

“There’s another one below.”

Rong Youlin, reminded.

Rong Zhi Jianchang took a breath, inexplicably a little nervous.

His hands trembled a little, and he put the second photo in his hand in front of his eyes…

A young man with black round-framed metal glasses and silk robes, with an elegant and gentle temperament, appeared in front of Rong Zhijian!

When he saw the young man’s face clearly, Rong Zhijian’s pupils suddenly dilated, and the sweaty hairs on his body stood up!

Although Mr. Lu once said that he has walked in the world for thousands of years, when he really saw this picture, it still made Rong Zhijian afraid!

“This picture?”

Rong Zhijian looked at Rong Youlin and Kong Yelei, his voice was hoarse, and asked.

“This was taken by my grandmother when she was in the 15th year of the Republic of China!”

Kong Yelei was a little scared, lowered her head, and answered.

……

“Uncle, look.”

Rong Zhijian took two steps and handed the photo to Rong Yiyou’s hand.

Compared with Rong Zhijian, Rong Zhiyou’s reaction was much calmer.

“It’s worthy of Mr. Lu…”

“A hundred years have passed on its body, and there is not a trace of it…”

“It should be similar to what we once guessed, Mr. Lu should change his identity every time he passes, and this has been the case for thousands of years…”

Rong Yiyou stroked the photo, and whispered in a voice that only Rong Zhijian and he could hear:

“Mr. Lu, there should be many traces left in this world.”

Said.

Rong Yiyou, turned the photo to the reverse side.

He also saw what Grandma Kong Yelei wrote behind the second photo:

“It turns out that Sister Man met Mr. Lu…”

“No wonder! No wonder! ”

“Red face is easy to age, Fanghua instant.”

“But Mr. Lu, it is the only eternity in this world…”

“Sister Man, Sister Man… Do you know what a great being you have been waiting for all your life? ”

Rong Yiyou’s mind recalled the existence of that famous Demon Capital, and even Lin Huiyin, Zhang Ailing and others under its light. _

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