Hao Jian did not get angry because of Zicong's attitude. Instead, a faint smile played at the corners of his mouth as he slowly stood up and extended his hand to Zicong:
"Uncle, hello, my name is Hao Jian."
But Zicong gave him a glance and did not extend his hand. In his view, a deadbeat dressed in rags one was not worthy of shaking hands with him.
Seeing this, Yao Shufen could not help but show a mocking expression, knowing that Zicong had deliberately put Hao Jian in an awkward position.
Shu Ya had dared to curse at her, so she must take her revenge.
Seeing this, Shu Ya could not help but see fire in her eyes. Hao Jian had already lowered himself to take the initiative to shake hands with Zicong, yet Zicong was there, pretending to misunderstand intentionally.
When Shu Ya's father came to their home back then, he had also faced such a cold reception.
Shu Ya had heard from her mother that although Shu Yuntu had approached her for money, he had actually loved her initially, but after the constant mocking and insults from her uncle and aunt, he gradually began to recognize money over people.
In fact, the ruin of Shu Ya's family had not been without the undeniable responsibility of Zicong and Yao Shufen.
"Uncle, I am Hao Jian."
Hao Jian, as if he had not noticed Zicong's attitude, called out again while extending his hand once more.
Zicong snorted with laughter, his expression full of mockery, thinking to himself that a stinking "loser" like him wanted to shake hands? What a joke!
"Uncle?" A colder smile now played across Hao Jian's face.
Shu Ya blinked, her expression a bit dazed, because she knew Hao Jian well enough to understand that when he showed such a sinister smile, it meant he was about to do something.
The smile on Zicong's face brightened, thinking was this guy a fool? Couldn't he see he was being ignored and yet he still wanted to shake hands?
At that moment, Hao Jian slowly withdrew his hand, but just as Zicong and Yao Shufen were about to open their mouths to mock him, his hand shot out again, or rather, he threw a punch.
A crisp slap landed squarely on Zicong's face.
Everyone present was dumbfounded; no one had expected Hao Jian to publicly confront Zicong .
Shu Ya covered her forehead and sighed, seemingly having anticipated this all along.
Zicong was stunned, covering his face while looking bewilderedly at Hao Jian.
And Hao Jian also looked at him, his smile not reaching his eyes, and said:
"Uncle, you act just like a mistress, you know?"
"You. You dared to hit me?"
Zicong was completely flabbergasted, staring furiously at Hao Jian, unable to believe that Hao Jian had struck him suddenly, considering he was Shu Ya's uncle.
"Hit you?" Hao Jian sneered twice, "With my temperament in the past, I would have killed you."
It wasn't a lie; the Hao Jian of the past might have indeed killed him.
"Dad, look, what kind of person has Shu Ya brought back this time, hitting people casually, with no manners at all, just like Shu Yuntu back then!"
Yao Shufen immediately pressed Zhang Cheng with her harsh words.
"Yes, Dad! This guy is just a street thug, I think he's just after our family's property like Shu Yuntu was. We should kick him out of the Zhang Family right away, Shu Ya absolutely cannot marry this kind of person." Zhang Zicong spoke angrily as well.
Zhang Cheng glared at Yao Shufen and Zhang Zicong, as he had been holding back his anger for a while. Were these fools deliberately trying to create a formidable enemy for their Zhang family?
Zhang Zicong and Yao Shufen were stunned, seemingly not expecting Zhang Cheng to reprimand them.
Then, Yao Shufen sneered and said to Zhang Zicong, "I told you that you're not his own son, didn't I? You didn't believe me!"
Hearing this, Zhang Cheng's face turned dark immediately, as Yao Shufen's words were extremely grating.
"Shut up." Zhang Zicong said, trying to suppress his anger.
"What? Am I wrong? Your father would rather protect an outsider than you. I think you must have been picked up," Yao Shufen didn't stop, continuing to mock him coldly.
"I told you to shut up!"
Zhang Zicong, infuriated and ashamed, slapped Yao Shufen across the face, knocking her from her chair to the floor.
"Zhang Zicong, you hitting me shows what skill? Have the guts to hit them! You only know how to be horizontally fierce at home, bullying your wife, are you even a man?" Yao Shufen immediately screeched shrilly.
At that moment, Zhang Zicong ignored her, his gaze intensely fixed upon Zhang Cheng:
"Dad, I am your own son, the eldest son of the Zhang Family. I suppose you know, and everyone should know. But when choosing an heir, you didn't choose me, instead, you chose my sister who eventually would marry into another family, become someone else's wife. That was your decision, fine, I respected your decision and said nothing."
Zhang Zicong then sneered:
"What happened next? How much of our family's money did she use to support her gigolo during her time managing the company? She even attempted suicide later because of that gigolo, causing the company to be unmanaged for a long time. Yet, you still didn't choose me, but instead, you chose the eighteen-year-old kid Yellow Hair. Even then, I said nothing."
"But this time, I just had to speak out!" Zhang Zicong's voice suddenly rose several decibels.
"Are you going to hand over the company to an outsider again and then watch as she and her mother drive the company to ruin?"
At that moment, Zhang Zicong finally exploded. He was Zhang Cheng's own son after all!
Shu Ya and her mother, one is someone else's daughter, and the other is someone else's wife, total outsiders!
Zhang Cheng snorted coldly, "If you were capable, I naturally would have handed over the company to you. Bypassing the elder for the younger leads to chaos, it has been so since ancient times. You think I don't want to pass the company to you?
It's you who lacks ambition, spending your days only with riff-raff, drinking and indulging in gambling and prostitution, you learned nothing else, and you want to manage the company? I fear it wouldn't be enough for you to waste!"
"So they aren't wasting it? Your sister spends money on her gigolo and even supports a mistress for him. And her daughter is just like her mother, picking up a scoundrel. Soon after they marry, it won't be long before the Zhang Family is thrown out onto the streets. Just think, you at seventy or eighty begging on the streets." Zhang Zicong sneered.
"A scoundrel? Hao Jian with just a single word made our family gain an extra ten percent of the shares. What about you? What have you ever done for the Zhang Family?"
Zhang Cheng couldn't help but laugh scornfully. Zhang Zicong trying to threaten him? Absolutely ridiculous.
Upon hearing this, Zhang Zicong and Yao Shufen were dumbfounded!
A single word, gaining them an extra ten percent of the shares?
This… how is this possible!