"Grandfather Hao," Hao Jian respectfully bowed as well.
"I've heard about your accomplishments, truly a hero among the youth, haha," Zhang Cheng laughed heartily, seeming exceptionally cheerful.
"Years ago, I met Elder Xu at a charity gala but back then, due to my status, I didn't get the chance to speak with him. I can't believe you know him. Make sure to introduce me when you get the chance."
Zhang Cheng, who was well-versed in the affairs of the corporation, naturally knew about how Hao Jian had used Xu Donghe to thwart the major shareholders.
"No problem," Hao Jian replied readily.
"Good, let me carry these two bags of sweet potatoes over, then we can eat," Zhang Cheng said with a smile.
"Elder, let me do that," Hao Jian walked over directly.
"No, no, you're here for the first time as a guest. How can we let you do such heavy work?" Zhang Cheng quickly shook his head.
But Hao Jian had already picked up the two bags of sweet potatoes with both hands, saying, "It's fine, this weight is nothing to me. Where should I put them?"
"Just put them in that warehouse there."
Seeing Hao Jian lifting the two bags, which together weighed nearly 150 kilograms, Zhang Cheng was somewhat dazed in astonishment.
Hao Jian carried the bags of sweet potatoes directly, making the bags seem as light as feathers in his hands.
"Quite robust, very good," Zhang Cheng nodded in approval and then went to wash his hands, ready for dinner.
However, before dinner, Zhang Cheng called Shu Ya to the study alone, leaving Hao Jian by himself in the living room.
This action was somewhat impolite, but Hao Jian could understand that Zhang Cheng probably wanted to inquire about his background from Shu Ya.
He could also tell that this old man was far from as simple as he appeared; after all, he was an old fox who had scrambled in the business world for many years. How simple could he be?
Despite being polite on the surface, his heart might be filled with doubts about Hao Jian, a man of unknown origins.
The main reason he had been invited over today was probably to assess his character and to see if he harbored any ill intentions towards their family business.
Especially since after Shu Yuntu's departure, there was already some unrest among the Zhang Family.
Thus, Hao Jian didn't mind, trusting that Shu Ya could handle it.
Just then, Hao Jian saw a man walk in.
This man was about Hao Jian's age and had a similar build. Dressed in a suit, he was handsome, but his demeanor was somewhat cold, his eyes sharp like knife blades.
His first impression of the man was: strong! Very strong!
The faint killing intent emanating from him told Hao Jian that he had killed people, many people.
But why was such a master in Zhang Cheng's house?
The man also noticed Hao Jian and asked coldly, "Who are you?"
"And who are you?" Hao Jian smiled and countered.
The man's eyebrows furrowed instantly, "Why are you at the Zhang family's home?"
"And why are you at the Zhang family's home?"
Hao Jian also scoffed, annoyed by the man's arrogance.
The man was completely enraged and stared coldly at Hao Jian, "Are you seeking death?"
"Oh, come on then, try and kill me," Hao Jian said disdainfully, infuriated by the man's cocky demeanor from the moment he arrived.
Didn't your mother teach you to introduce yourself when asking others their names?
The man charged forward, his leg soaring high from the sky aiming a vicious stomp at Hao Jian!
His leg landed on the sofa Hao Jian was sitting on, chopping it in half.
At that moment, Hao Jian slowly landed from mid-air, having swiftly back-flipped to dodge the attack the instant the man made his move.
The man narrowed his eyes, but didn't expect Hao Jian to be a Martial Artist and couldn't help but admit,
"State your name. I, Hao Jian, never kill nameless ghosts," Hao Jian shouted at the man.
Already infuriated by the man's arrogance and direct initiation of an attack, Hao Jian was ready to teach him a lesson.
"My name is Leng Feng, I'm the head of the bodyguard team for the Zhang Family. Who are you?"
Leng Feng realized that Hao Jian wasn't an ordinary person and thought he might be an esteemed guest invited by Zhang Cheng, so he dared not act rashly again.
"Hao Jian, your young lady's fiancé," Hao Jian responded.
However, for some reason, hearing this seemed to rub Leng Feng the wrong way, as if a cat's tail had been stepped on, and he bristled:
"Nonsense! My young lady has never had a fiancé. If you spout nonsense again, don't blame me for being rude."
Hao Jian snorted, "How would you know your young lady doesn't have a fiancé? You're just the head of the bodyguards, not Shu Ya's anything. Why would she tell you?"
"Just the head of the bodyguards? What do you know!"
Leng Feng trembled all over, roared in anger, and was completely infuriated. He charged at Hao Jian again.
Hao Jian also got a shock. What's wrong with this guy, getting so emotionally worked up so easily? And wasn't what he said the truth?
"I'm going to kill you!" Leng Feng, like a wolf starved for days, lunged at Hao Jian.
Then, he was pinned to the ground by Hao Jian.
At that moment, Hao Jian's buttocks were sitting on Leng Feng's head, pinning his arms behind him in a reverse grip.
"Let go of me! I want to fight you for three hundred rounds!"
Leng Feng was furious. This son of a turtle dared to put his buttocks on his face, had he not heard the saying that a soldier can be killed but not humiliated?
He hadn't expected Hao Jian to be so formidable that he was flipped over with just a few moves.
"Stop shouting!" Hao Jian shook his head, as if pondering something.
"Let me go, you soulless thing!" Leng Feng struggled violently, but Hao Jian was like a mountain, unmovable no matter how much he struggled.
Hao Jian's buttocks had even flattened Leng Feng's face!
"I said, stop shouting…" Hao Jian simply stated.
And that made Leng Feng furious. You're sitting on my face and yet you won't let a man speak, "You this…"
Just as Leng Feng was about to speak, a muffled sound suddenly erupted, a dense aura rushing towards Leng Feng, even causing his hair to float up!
"You farted! You... you dare to fart on my face, vomit…"
Leng Feng's entire face darkened, a bout of dry heaving almost turning his intestines inside out!
Hao Jian seemed to breathe a sigh of relief and then said smilingly:
"Told you to stop shouting! The moment you open your mouth, you're eating farts! How about it? The radish I ate for lunch today, does it smell good?"
Leng Feng felt like vomiting blood!
Damn, it was his first time encountering such an unscrupulous, shameless person; this was way too obscene!
Ignoring Leng Feng's expression, Hao Jian sported a playful smile, pressed down harder with his buttocks, and demanded:
"Speak! What exactly is your relationship with Shu Ya!"
Hao Jian wasn't a fool. Earlier, when he said Leng Feng was merely Shu Ya's bodyguard, Leng Feng got very emotional immediately, which was very abnormal. There must be some reason behind it.
"…" Leng Feng clenched his teeth and stayed silent, showing his tough spirit.
Even if Hao Jian wanted to kill him or torture him, he would not frown, unafraid of death or pain, results of his lifelong training!
"Oh, you think by not speaking, I can do nothing to you?" Hao Jian sensed what Leng Feng was thinking and chuckled wickedly:
"Would you believe that in a moment, I'll strip you naked and hang you from the living room chandelier for everyone to see?"
Leng Feng's eyebrows immediately knitted together, clearly quite wary of this.
"Plus, I have some bad news for you. Shu Ya is currently in her grandfather's study and should be coming down soon. What do you think she will think of you if she sees you hanging there bare, witnessed in your disgrace?"
"Or perhaps, I brew a few more unbeatable radish mega-stink bombs, give you a few more to drink?"