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I Inherited 5,000 Years of Family Property I Inherited 5,000 Years of Family Property

I Inherited 5,000 Years of Family Property

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Bab 1: Chapter 1 Not Striving to Inherit the Family Fortune

"Thank you for attending Wangyi Group's autumn recruitment. After careful consideration, we regret to inform you that you may not be suitable for the position at this time. Your information will be entered into our talent pool in case..."

"Damn it!" Zhang Menglong slammed the mouse onto the desk. This was the twenty-something interview he had attended this fall.

This year had not been smooth, with various events occurring since the beginning of the year—viruses, fires, earthquakes, floods—as if even the world was telling you to cherish everything.

The impact on the economy made this year's autumn recruitment extremely tough, with even graduates and PhDs struggling to find jobs. Zhang Menglong, a graduate of Materials Science, one of the four least promising majors, had it even worse.

He had sent out over a hundred resumes, and this time, he had managed to pass through five rounds of interviews to the final one, only to be replaced by someone with connections, right when the job was almost within his grasp.

This was something he found out during the interview from an interviewer who took a liking to him; otherwise, Zhang Menglong might have really thought it was due to his own lack of capabilities.

"Brothers, how's the job hunting going?" Zhang Menglong noticed that his roommates also had gloomy expressions.

"Don't even mention it. The interviews are fierce like a tiger, but the salary is just twenty-five hundred," Xu Li sighed from the bunk next to him, "My family is thinking about having me study for a graduate degree."

"Forget it. In our major, unless we change fields, even with a graduate degree we'd only make six or seven thousand a month. Some have to work shifts too. It's better to face society's harsh realities sooner, maybe there's still a way out."

"What about you, boss Sun?"

"What else can I do but continue selling houses? It's tough, but it's still better than being uncertain about the next meal."

"Ah, if only we all came from better families," Xu Li said.

"Hahaha, exactly, the kind where if things don't work out, you just go back and inherit the family fortune," Sun Yulei commented.

"Why don't we call home and check? Maybe our parents are actually billionaires behind our backs?"

"Hahaha, you think big!" Everyone started joking around, and Zhang Menglong felt a bit of the gloom lift from his heart.

Just then, Zhang Menglong's phone suddenly rang. He looked at the number, tagged "Zhang Shixian"—his nickname for his dad Zhang Xiaoyun, because even at fifty, his dad was still all smooth talk like Hong Shixian.

"Dad, what made you think of calling me today?" Zhang Menglong said listlessly.

"Isn't it the autumn recruitment season? I called to ask how the job search is going. From the sound of your voice, it seems you've hit a dead end? Hahaha!"

"Zhang Xiaoyun, are you still my father, making fun of me at a time like this?" Zhang Menglong looked helpless, but that was just his father's personality. Ever since he could remember, Zhang Xiaoyun had been different from other fathers.

"Is it such a big deal to not find a job?"

"Old Zhang, if I can't find a job, I won't make money, and I can't buy you a car and a big house. Eventually, I won't be able to marry a beautiful wife to pass on our excellent Zhang family genes. Isn't that worth feeling upset about?"

"That's all nonsense. I only wanted you to experience the life of an average person so you wouldn't become conceited from a young age. Seeing as your values are pretty solid now, it's time for you to inherit the family fortune."

"What? The family fortune?" Zhang Menglong burst out laughing, "Old Zhang, you think I don't know? Our family has just a 89-square-meter house and a car worth two hundred thousand, along with some savings at most. You better keep those for your retirement!"

"You little rascal, you dare to look down on me?" A cold laugh came through the phone, "The National Day is coming soon; come home for a visit. There are some things you need to know!"

"Got it. Just say you miss me, stop with the nonsense, really." Zhang Menglong hung up the phone, not taking seriously the things Zhang Xiaoyun had just mentioned.

"Well, might as well go home to relax a bit. Looking for a job won't be affected by a week or two's break." He thought it had been quite a while since he had last visited home.

"What, Menglong, was that a call from your family?" his roommates asked.

"Yeah, they were asking how my job search was going," Zhang Menglong laughed, "My dad even told me to stop looking for a job and come home to inherit the family fortune. That old man is so tricky, I don't believe a word!"

"Hahaha!" The roommates couldn't help but laugh as well. They had visited Zhang Menglong's hometown two years ago. While his family was not poor, they were just an average wage-earning household.

"Maybe your dad's worried you'll go astray; he kept it secret from you as a child!"

"Hahaha, right, your dad said he was a fisherman—maybe all those hundreds of islands belong to your family?"

"Menglong, don't forget your friends if you come into wealth!"

"You guys are getting wilder with this. We might as well say we ride dolphins!" Zhang Menglong shut down his computer and gave one last scathing look at that email, "When I have money, I'll definitely take over Wangyi Group!"

...

"Damn, they've been talking about building high-speed rail for five years, and still nothing to show for it!" Zhang Menglong grumbled as he disembarked from the bus, the bumpy several-hour ride having stirred his stomach.

"Weird, didn't my dad say he would pick me up today? Why can't I see him anywhere?" Zhang Menglong looked around the parking lot but couldn't find Zhang Xiaoyun.

Just then, a car pulled up beside him.

"Damn, a Rolls-Royce? We have such rich people in this small broken city?" Zhang Menglong gazed at the luxurious emblem with envy.

The driver, dressed in a suit and wearing gloves, which made him look like a chauffeur, got out of the car, opened the door, and an elderly man, who seemed to be in his sixties or seventies, stepped out from the back seat.

Zhang Menglong gasped slightly—this distinguished-looking elderly man actually bowed deeply to him and then said, "Young Master Menglong, please get in the car, we have been waiting for you!"

"Wait? Young Master Menglong?" Zhang Menglong's head buzzed, "What's going on? Are you here to pick me up?"

Just then, Zhang Menglong's phone buzzed. He opened it up, and there was an image from his dad—a meme of a man with a big sword and a cheeky expression with four words:

"Unexpected, right?"


Bab 2: Chapter 2: Little Friend, Do You Have Many Questions?

"What's going on? Is this really your car, or did you rent it?" Zhang Menglong immediately snapped a photo and sent a message back to Zhang Xiaoyun.

This was a Rolls-Royce, and although Zhang Menglong didn't know much about cars, even the cheapest Rolls-Royce cost millions, surely selling everything their family owned wouldn't even compare to the price of such a car, right?

"Kid, you're already surprised by this little thing? Later on, won't you start questioning life? Come on, get in the car. This is the butler who has always managed our family's assets, just call him Uncle Hong."

"Butler? Our family has a butler?" Zhang Menglong was a bit disoriented. In those novels and movies, he thought butlers were only something group CEOs or some Western countries had.

"Young Master, please get in the car quickly, it's more than half an hour's drive from the station to home, don't keep Mr. Zhang waiting anxiously."

"Oh, oh..." Zhang Menglong tiptoed into the car. Even though it seemed like the car really belonged to their family right now, he still didn't dare to relax, because if he accidentally damaged the interior, that wouldn't be something a few tens of thousands could fix.

"Drive!" Uncle Hong resumed his previous authority, and the driver closed the door carefully and returned to the driver's seat. The car smoothly headed toward his home.

"Old man, are you Uncle Hong?" asked Zhang Menglong cautiously, "My dad said you are our family's butler, but why have I never seen you before?"

"Hehehe, Young Master, Mr. Zhang didn't want you to know these things, naturally he had his reasons. Now that you are informed, it means he is ready to hand everything over to you. When you get home, you will know everything," Uncle Hong replied respectfully.

"Damn, is what my dad said about inheriting the family fortune true?" Zhang Menglong's heart suddenly started beating violently. If that was the case, why bother working hard? Wouldn't it be better just to lazily inherit the wealth?

"Uncle Hong, may I ask you a question?"

"Young Master, please go ahead. As long as it's not something Mr. Zhang has instructed me not to disclose, I will surely answer all your questions."

"Is this car really ours? It's not rented, is it?" Zhang Menglong was still full of doubts up to this moment.

"Of course this car belongs to Mr. Zhang's household," said Uncle Hong, "Is the Young Master thinking that this car is too low-class? Unfortunately, there was nothing I could do. Mr. Zhang's arrangements were so sudden, I had no time to prepare, so I had to make do with picking you up in this car first."

"Low-class? Make do?" These words rocked around in Zhang Menglong's mind.

Are you serious, old man, that you need to be so pretentious? This is a Rolls-Royce. In the whole of Jiangnan City, not that many can afford to drive one, right? This car is definitely considered a top-level luxury car, and you call it low-class?

What kind of car is considered high-class? What kind of car is not just making do?

"Are we really that rich?" Zhang Menglong asked again.

"Hehehe, Young Master, I don't know the full extent of Mr. Zhang's wealth, but I can tell you, the value of just the part of the assets I manage for Mr. Zhang far exceeds that of the current world's richest man, Mr. Bezos," answered Uncle Hong.

"My gosh!" Originally, Zhang Menglong thought that even if his family was wealthy, it would just mean owning a fairly sizable company. But according to Uncle Hong, a portion of his family's property was enough to become the wealthiest in the world, which was just too...

"Young Master, regarding your family matters, in fact, I don't know much. Our family's mission is simply to help Mr. Zhang manage his wealth, and we do not inquire into anything else."

"Your family?" Zhang Menglong was stunned again, not quite comprehending the meaning of these words.

"Our Hong family's genealogical records have registered more than twenty generations. From the first ancestor recorded in our genealogy, we have been serving your family," said Uncle Hong.

"What in the world is going on?" Zhang Menglong's mind was in complete chaos, and the lyrics "kid, do you have a lot of question marks" kept echoing in his ears. He even wondered if he was still dreaming and hadn't woken up yet.

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But at this time, the car had already arrived at the entrance of their residential complex. Standing at the gate was a man and a woman, none other than Zhang Menglong's father, Zhang Xiaoyun, and his mother, Wang Yajie.

"Mr. Zhang, I have brought the young master back as you instructed," Uncle Hong said, bowing deeply to Zhang Xiaoyun. Zhang Menglong noticed that Uncle Hong's gaze towards Zhang Xiaoyun contained a hint of reverence, almost as if it was worship!

"You've worked hard, Uncle Hong. You may go back now. Remember the task I assigned to you. Please take good care of Menglong from now on." Zhang Xiaoyun said to Uncle Hong.

"Mr. Zhang, what are you saying? This is what I ought to do. Rest assured, I will take good care of the young master in your absence."

"Alright, then you may go and take care of things."

"Yes!" Uncle Hong got back into the car, and the Rolls-Royce swiftly drove away.

"What's going on? In your absence? Dad, where are you guys going? A honeymoon? No way, no way. You are both getting on in years, still seeking romance and excitement?"

"Smack!" Zhang Xiaoyun slapped Zhang Menglong on the head, "You brat, what do you mean 'getting on in years'? Can't you speak properly?"

"Then where are you going? To the deep forests, to become a couple of heroes like in the Condor Heroes?" Zhang Menglong continued teasing.

"Have you been reading too many novels?" Wang Yajie poked Zhang Menglong on the forehead.

"Let's go home first and discuss it there," Zhang Xiaoyun said.

It was still that 89-square-meter house, which felt strangely incongruent with the Rolls-Royce they had just been in. While there was a table full of delicious dishes, Zhang Menglong was so filled with questions he couldn't muster much of an appetite.

He aimlessly picked at his food, and suddenly the atmosphere at the dinner table grew tense.

"Mom and Dad, isn't it about time you tell me what's going on? Are you two teaming up to bamboozle me? It's really unnecessary. So what if the company fired me? If they don't want me, it's their loss. Work can always be found."

"Who's bamboozling you? Now, I'm telling you seriously that starting today, all ownership of the family's assets are transferred to you."

"All assets? How much?" Zhang Menglong asked curiously.

"I don't know. I've never counted. Just know that you won't be able to make a dent in it for the rest of your life."

Zhang Xiaoyun pulled out a box as if by magic. Inside the box lay a green stone, which under the light, seemed to emanate a captivating luster, "Besides the family's assets, you will also take over the control of this school."

"School? Isn't this just a stone? What school?" Zhang Menglong grabbed the stone, but unexpectedly, as soon as the stone was clasped in his palm, it melted like ice and seeped into his skin, disappearing without a trace.

"What the hell!" Zhang Menglong was so frightened that he flipped his chair over. An unidentified object had penetrated his body. Could there be anything more bizarre than this?

However, Zhang Menglong's parents were completely unfazed, as if all this had been expected.

"Alright, go to sleep. When you wake up from this sleep, you'll understand everything!"

Wang Yajie's hand suddenly moved in front of Zhang Menglong's eyes as if performing hypnotism, and he found his vision blurring. He fell into a deep sleep.

In his dream, he arrived at a place of utmost mystery...

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