Overbearing Immortal Doctor

But last night, the chaotic situation at Su Da's house finally made Zhang Daqi determined never to let his parents live in a leaky house again.

His mother, Wang Cuifen, was already very happy when she heard that he wanted to build a new house. She thought of the one million US dollars in cash, which was even more terrifying.

"Bold, where is this bank card kept?" What if someone steals it?" Wang Cuifen mumbled nervously.

Zhang Dadan sniffed, grinned, and comforted her: "Mom, even if the bank card is stolen, the money inside won't run away, so you can rest assured."

While the mother and son were still discussing property security, Zhang Yousheng was already considering the location, orientation, and even the style of the new house.

Just as the family was having a good time, several elders from the village came in and shouted in the yard, "Dadan, friends, folks, are you home?"

Wang Cuifen heard someone coming and hurriedly took the bank card out of Zhang Yousheng's pocket and went inside.

Zhang Yousheng looked at her with an annoyed face, boldly took her out, and greeted her, "Uncle Jiu, what brings you here? Please come in."

Several elders came to sit down in the hall. They hesitated for a moment and asked, "Dare to ask... can planting herbs really make money? Have you been fooled by someone?"

Zhang Daqi saw them bringing up the old topic again, guessed their intention, and pretended to be silly and silent.

"Be brave and say something! I heard you plan to give money to everyone, but if you don't make money, can you bear the loss of the whole village?" the Bull family asked.

He asked this question not because he was worried about Zhang Dadan's loss, but because Zhang Dadan couldn't make the promise.

Several others with foreign surnames also expressed their concerns. It seemed they intended to take the money first and then plant the herbs.

Zhang Dadan was willing to take risks for the villagers, but with the lucrative profits from the herbs, the villagers could be ignored.

But he wasn't a fool, let alone a merciful saint. He couldn't possibly pay in advance.

If he paid first and everyone lazed around all day, planting herbs wasn't easy. Would he end up with an empty basket?

"I don't remember how many of you signed the contract this afternoon, right?" Zhang Daqi asked knowingly.

There were enough people engaged in herb planting to meet Zhang Bo's needs. These people didn't plant herbs, and Zhang Bo really didn't care.

One major family, seeing Zhang's bold and cold attitude, couldn't help but feel regret. They laughed and said, "Dadan, Uncle, I don't worry about your loss."

The others echoed, as if they hadn't signed the contract in the afternoon, all for Zhang Bohao.

Zhang's family saw that Zhang Yousheng wouldn't let go bravely, so they sighed and said to Zhang Yousheng, "Yousheng, you know Uncle Jiu's life situation, help speak for him."

Hearing this, Zhang Yousheng was ready to persuade Zhang Daqi, but he listened to Zhang Daqi boldly say, "Uncle Jiu, it's impossible to pay in advance."

"If you really want to plant herbs, go to Accountant Liu and sign the donation plan like everyone else."

His firm attitude silenced the public, swallowing all the grievances they had prepared in advance.

After hesitating for a while, several people finally agreed to Zhang Bode's request and left Zhang Bode's house to find Accountant Liu.

"These people are really greedy! They want to do nothing but collect money!" Wang Cuifen came out holding food and complained.

Zhang Yousheng glanced at her and laughed, "Are you not too shy to talk about others? Nobody is greedy, you're the greedy one."

Wang Cuifen responded calmly, and the family started having dinner. However, Zhang Dadan only had a few bites before hearing someone coming in and shouting.

"Dadan, Triffin, are you home?" This time, it was a few women, probably the ones who planted herbs.

Zhang Daqi helplessly shook his head, put down his bowl and chopsticks, went out to greet them, and with a smile said, "Aunt Le Ying, why are you here so late?"

"What? Can't I come to your house? Don't you welcome your aunt?" Aunt Yue Ying teased.

Zhang Dadan shook his head with a bitter smile.

Zhang Dadan hurried back home, then went alone to the chicken farm in the back mountain. He looked down at the farmland waiting to be harvested and began to look forward to the harvest.

In ten days, it would be the autumn harvest. After the autumn harvest, most of these farmlands would be planted with herbs, creating great profits for himself.

Just as he was happy about the wealth at his fingertips, a pungent smell came again. The paper mill upstream was discharging waste water.

The pungent smell carried by the wind made Zhang Dadan frown, and worries followed.

The groundwater pollution would not only affect herb planting but also pose a great threat to human health. It couldn't be ignored.

With the power that Zhang Bode currently possessed, it was easy to close a paper mill in one area.

But Zhang Daqi didn't want to owe favors. If he helped others everywhere, he would be looked down upon, even regarded as a vassal.

Moreover, he had a good impression of the paper mill's owner, Zhang Hanzi.

Therefore, he planned to first treat him courteously and then talk about sewage treatment at the cannabis bar.

If the cannabis seeds could properly handle the sewage problem, that would be the best of both worlds.

If Zhang Dama was clueless about current affairs and ignored Zhang Bo's reasonable requests, then it wouldn't be too late to take legal and reasonable actions!

After making up his mind, Zhang Daqi urged the Spell to enter the Jade Token space and began his daily practice.

It wasn't until after midnight that he came out of the Jade Token, looked over the dark and quiet village, and went down the mountain to go home.

When he got home, his parents were already asleep. Zhang Dadan quietly entered his room, locked the door, and went to sleep.

After less than five hours of sleep, Zhang Bode was awakened by the alarm clock. He quickly dressed, rushed to Stone Town, and his mother hadn't even noticed.

Stone Town was only five thirty now. Most stores hadn't opened yet. Fortunately, Jiji was already open. Many early elders and women were buying breakfast there.

Zhang Dadan ordered a bowl of porridge and a drawer of steamed buns, ate quickly, and went upstairs to catch up on sleep.

He slept in the cage until ten o'clock. Zhang Dadan quickly washed his face, left Jiji, and went to find cannabis.

When Zhang Dadan walked to the gate of the cannabis factory, the guard hurried up to him and respectfully said, "Mr. Zhang... Mr. Zhang, you're here again. What's the matter with our boss?"

Zhang Dadan glanced at the guard, recognizing him as someone familiar. He joked, "Oh? You know me?"

"I used to go to your store with Brother Dao!" The guard nodded flatteringly and smiled proudly.

His nearly exaggerated compliance, although very useful to Zhang Bolun, also puzzled him.

But now was clearly not the time to dwell on these things. Zhang Yong urged the guard, "Call your boss, tell him I'm here to see him."

The guard hesitated for a moment but still dialed the security office in the factory and reported to Brother Dao.

Brother Doug learned that Zhang wanted to see the boss and quickly dialed Zhang's office to report the situation.

Zhang Hanzi was in the midst of a fierce argument with his secretary. When he heard the phone ring, he impatiently said, "Speak up, what's the matter? Don't interrupt my work!"

Brother Dao heard a woman's panting, was first stunned, then quickly went to report: "Mr. Zhang, Zhang Dadan is here to see you."