I created the Longevity Club

Modu Hongqiao International Airport, VIP lounge.

Several bodyguards in black suits stood guard at the door.

Song Yaoru and his father Song Shixiong, sitting in the VIP room…

Ninety-eight-year-old Song Shixiong, and Song Yaoru, who is already in his seventies, the father and son have tense bodies, and their expressions are a little apprehensive.

Because, this time, what they want to see will be a true immortal who has lived for hundreds of years.

“Where is the owner of the flight information from?”

Song Shixiong asked in a deep voice.

“My subordinates are still investigating…”

Song Yaoru said in a low voice.

Because I dare not directly mobilize the authority to investigate, I can only pass many people to make side knocks, so the progress of the investigation is very slow.

Another ten minutes later.

The female secretary in a suit hurriedly walked in, and she said something in Song Yaoru’s ear.

“Okay.”

“You go down first.”

Song Yaoru said in a deep voice.

……

“It’s the Da Ma Zhang family.”

Song Yaoru looked solemn, looked at his father, and said.

The name of the Zhang family in Malaysia, the Song family naturally does not know it.

“The Zhang family of Dama?”

Song Shixiong’s expression changed, revealing thought.

“The Zhang family is in the Southeast Asian Peninsula, and the hidden strength in Malaysia is very terrifying…”

“It turns out that the members of my ‘Immortal Club’ are in control of it.”

Song Shixiong said one after another.

……

Time passes little by little.

1:40 p.m.

A subordinate entered the VIP room and informed Song Shixiong that the plane was about to land.

Song Yaoru pushed his father Song Shixiong out of the conference room…

The group, rushing directly to the channel where the plane landed, waited outside the landing site …

The airport runway was empty, plus, it was early spring.

The landing site location, windy and somewhat cold.

Seeing this, Song Yaoru quickly took off the black tweed coat on his body and covered his father’s body.

Seeing this, the secretary behind him immediately gestured to the bodyguards further back in the team…

“Sir, you dress first.”

Soon, the secretary took the clothes handed by the bodyguard and handed them to Song Yaoru.

……

In the sky, the Bombardier Global Express, a private jet of the same type as Bill Gates, began circling, waiting for landing orders.

After the dispatch signal is sent.

The Bombardier Global Express begins to land.

Song Yaoru and Song Shixiong’s father and son were solemn.

Wait for the plane to slowly stop…

Father and son got into a black Rolls-Royce and drove towards the plane with the convoy.

The two waited by the Bombardier Global Express, watching the cabin door open and slowly lower the gangway…

After another while, entourage began to appear.

After that, Zhang Wuxu and Zhang Wenyuan of the Zhang family in Malaysia, as well as an old man who was surrounded by the crowd, appeared in front of the father and son of Song Yaoru and Song Shixiong.

The gazes of Song Yaoru and his father Song Shixiong swept over Zhang Wuxu and Zhang Wenyuan.

These two people are the helmsmen of the Zhang family on the surface, and their information has naturally been seen by the father and son of the Song family.

According to their guesses, Zhang Wuxu and Zhang Wenyuan are not immortals…

His gaze condensed and looked at the last mysterious ‘old man’.

Judging from the posture of the Zhang family, especially Zhang Wuxu and Zhang Wenyuan, the status of this old man is obviously the highest…

‘I can’t see my age’

‘I’m too old’

‘The eyes are cloudy and vicissitudes, as if they can see through the world’

‘Very excited! Very excited! ’

‘The body is shaking…’

‘Eyes contain tears…’

One by one, keywords appeared in the minds of the father and son of the Song family.

……

“Everyone, welcome back to the Celestial Empire.”

“We are here to greet you at the behest of your husband…”

Song Yaoru pushed his father Song Shixiong and walked to the Zhang family who had already got off the plane, the former sentence was said to Zhang Wuxu and others, and the latter sentence was to look at the core old man with respect for him.

Heard Song Yaoru’s words.

Zhang Jian had not reacted.

His grandson Zhang Wuxu and son Zhang Wenyuan had constricted pupils and shortness of breath.

“Thank you for your thoughts…”

Zhang Jian made a voice and said reverently and respectfully.

Whether it is the father and son of the Song family or the Zhang family, they are carefully considering and testing each other, and every sentence and word they say is carefully scrutinized.

Zhang Jian sat in a car with Song Shixiong and Song Yaoru.

The rest of the Zhang family got into other vehicles.

The convoy started and headed outside the airfield …

……

“I haven’t been back for a hundred years.”

“The changes in the magic capital are really too great.”

In the carriage, the sound insulation panel has been raised, and only Zhang Jian, Song Shixiong, and Song Yaoru have three people.

Zhang Jian looked at the scene of the magic capital outside the car window, his old and cloudy eyes were glowing, his face turned red, and he couldn’t stop saying.

Hearing the old man’s words, Song Shixiong and Song Yaoru father and son looked at each other.

“Elder Zhang, I don’t know… What year and month did you leave? ”

Song Shixiong asked tentatively.

“Fifteen years of the Republic of China.”

Zhang Jian glanced at the ninety-eight-year-old Song Shixiong, withdrew his gaze, and answered.

He continued to look out the window.

He seemed reluctant to miss a single bit.

When he left, this land was troubled outside and had no future, and now, finally, another day!

It is worthy of what Mr. Yu once said: ‘The mountains and rivers are dependent, and the country is safe.’ ’

“Elder Zhang used to be from the Magic Capital?”

Song Yaoru asked cautiously.

“I’m from Tongnan City, and I’ve set up some business in the magic capital…”

Zhang Jian replied in a deep voice.

“Elder Zhang, I haven’t carefully introduced it, this is my father Song Shixiong, my name is Song Yaoru…”

Song Yaoru said respectfully.

“Who are you Song Shujia?”

Zhang Jian looked at the father and son of the Song family and asked.

“It’s under the Taiye.”

Song Shixiong heard the sound and replied.

Song Yaoru sat on the side, and Song Shujia was his wife.

“I used to be friends with Shujia, and I never thought that today, I would see his descendants one day.”

Zhang Jian sighed inexplicably, as if lamenting the passage of time, he said.

“I don’t know what the old man is called…”

Song Shixiong asked respectfully.

“The old immortal name is Zhang Jian, and the word is straight.”

Zhang Jian smiled, his expression gradually became serious, and he said in a deep voice.

……

Hearing this name, Song Shixiong’s father and son’s bodies trembled, their hearts jumped heavily, and even, in an instant, their scalps were numb.

Unexpectedly… It’s this being!

Zhang Jian was also a legendary figure in the Demon Capital!

Modern industrialists, politicians, and educators of the Celestial Empire advocated “industry to save the country.”

An early pioneer in the field of cotton textile in the Celestial Empire, he was the founder of Tongnan University, Modu Ocean University, Modu Maritime University, Fudan University, Jinling University and other schools.

……

Fudan University School of Medicine, Old Building.

Lu Li played chess with Du Wei in the study.

He glanced out the window with a smile in his eyebrows.