I Inherited 5,000 Years of Family Property

"Hong Yi, is the plane ready?"

"Mr. Zhang, it’s ready, you can leave at any time," Hong Yi replied, "but there is something I’m not sure whether I should tell you or not."

"Hong Yi, when did you start beating around the bush, what could possibly be so hard to say?"

"Your friend, Mr. Zhu’s situation is not very good, but we feel that he really does not want you to know about it, so..."

"What happened?" Zhang Menglong’s expression instantly turned serious. A man doesn’t need too many friends, a few trustworthy ones are enough, and for him, Zhu Xiaoyu was such a person.

"Mr. Zhu was injured during a drug enforcement operation, his left leg was amputated, and also his mother-in-law is very harsh," Hong Yi still told Zhang Menglong all the information she knew.

"Why didn’t you tell me this earlier?" Zhang Menglong’s tone became very angry, and this was the first time he had reprimanded Hong Yi.

Of course, he knew what Hong Yi was concerned about, but Zhu Xiaoyu’s current situation simply made him too agitated to calm down.

He had now inherited wealth spanning half of the Earth, living a high-class life every day, enjoying everything that ordinary people could not. He was comfortable.

However, his brother whom he grew up with had lost a leg, was living in hardship, and was being pressured by his mother-in-law to sell the house his parents had for retirement. How could this be acceptable?

Although no one knew about this and no one would fault him, just the thought of it made Zhang Menglong feel uneasy.

"Prepare the plane, I’m going back to Dongji City now!"

"I’m sorry, Mr. Zhang, this was my negligence." Hong Yi also knew that she had made a mistake.

"Forget it, this isn’t on you. Xiaoyu did not want to let me know, and you respected his wishes, it’s not your fault." Zhang Menglong calmed down his own emotions.

"But doesn’t he know what kind of person I am now?" Zhang Menglong wondered, "Given our close friendship, how could I not help him with this little favor?"

If Zhu Xiaoyu had just asked, it wouldn’t matter if it was a few thousand dollars’ worth of banquet tables, or even thousands of villas, Zhang Menglong wouldn’t blink an eye. Their relationship was almost like that of real brothers.

"Mr. Zhang, Mr. Zhu had just recently left the frontline of drug enforcement. During his service, he spent most of his time investigating drug lords and had hardly any time to keep up with things online, so it’s normal that he doesn’t know about your current status."

"True," Zhang Menglong nodded. Thinking from another perspective, if he were Zhu Xiaoyu, he wouldn’t ask either.

In Zhu Xiaoyu’s mind, Zhang Menglong had just graduated from college; if he was making enough to support himself and pay for rent and utilities, that was already quite good. How could he have spare money to help him?

"This guy, he’s really too much!" Zhang Menglong shook his head, "Hong Yi, my brother’s wedding can’t be shabby, what can we do?"

"All the invitations have already been sent out, and many guests are probably on their way to that hotel by now, it’s too late to change locations," Hong Yi said, "since we can’t change the exterior, let’s change the substance!"

"Good thinking!" Zhang Menglong nodded, "Now, gather the freshest, high-end ingredients from all over the world to Dongji City, and then invite the world’s best chefs to the hotel to cook personally. One million US Dollars, two million US Dollars, I don’t care how much they quote, tie them up if you have to bring them over!"

"Understood, Mr. Zhang. You also have a team of chefs at home for your personal service, do you need them there too?"

"Bring them over, take the best with you," Zhang Menglong ordered, "and take that Kaibong pheasant sword to chop the ribs, use the Sky-turning Seal to crack walnuts, and the Xuanyuan Sword to slice the steaks, don’t you dare skimp!"

"If it’s too late to tailor suits, then go buy ready-made ones. I want works from the world’s top designers!"

"If there aren’t enough luxury cars for the motorcade locally, then use my private jets to bring them from all over the country, or even the whole world. It must be at least 99 Rolls-Royce big!"

...

Today is an auspicious day, and Zhu Xiaoyu was all dressed up and spirited, ready to pick up his bride early in the morning.

For this wedding, several of his old comrades-in-arms took extraordinary leave to serve as his groomsmen, and many of his fellow fighters from wealthier families drove their own cars to form his wedding convoy.

However, Zhu Xiaoyu wasn’t in a particularly good mood, still haunted by the words of his mother-in-law from two days ago. Moreover, these past few days, Ye Wei’s mother had not let her step out of the house at all.

Ye Wei messaged him, saying that if her mother really wouldn’t let Zhu Xiaoyu pick her up, then she would elope with Zhu Xiaoyu at the time. After all, they had the means to make a living anywhere. Why should she have to endure her mother’s ugly face?

It was this message that offered Zhu Xiaoyu considerable consolation, knowing that his beloved was still on his side.

"Mom, Dad, I’m off to pick up Wei Wei," Zhu Xiaoyu straightened his suit.

"Alright," Zhu’s father patted Zhu Xiaoyu on the shoulder, "no matter what happens, don’t be too rash. Endure if you can. Bringing Wei Wei back is what’s most important."

"I understand, Dad."

The convoy set out, led by an Audi A6, followed by more than a dozen cars of various brands. Although it couldn’t compare to the grand bridal processions of wealthy families, it was at least respectable.

The two families didn’t live far apart, and it took less than 40 minutes for the convoy to enter Ye Wei’s residential complex.

"Crackle and pop!" The relatives on Ye Wei’s side set off firecrackers upon seeing the convoy, and a group of children quickly swarmed forward, surrounding the cars for wedding sweets.

This was a local custom, and Zhu Xiaoyu was well prepared, handing out all the wedding sweets from the cars to the children.

But then, a group of middle-aged women quickly gathered around, and among them was Ye Wei’s mother, Wang Lijuan.

She was dressed in red, which might have seemed festive, but her face betrayed no joy. In her eyes, Zhu Xiaoyu’s motley convoy just wasn’t impressive enough.

There were many relatives and friends present, and whose daughter hadn’t married better than Ye Wei?

A wedding comes only once in a lifetime, and one should spare no expense to make it glamorous. The least impressive bridal parties even had a uniform lineup of BBA vehicles, starting with at least 10 cars. Zhu Xiaoyu’s convoy was nothing but a disgrace to her family, wasn’t it?

"Bridegroom, you can’t get out of the car without paying the fee!" one of the bridesmaids blocked the lead car’s door, stretching out a hand towards Zhu Xiaoyu.

Zhu Xiaoyu handed over a red packet in a hurry, but the packet wasn’t particularly thick.

The bridesmaid quickly tore open the seal, then whispered to Ye Wei’s mother, "Auntie, it seems to be only two or three thousand."

"Two or three thousand?" Wang Lijuan’s face turned red with anger. Zhu Xiaoyu really was stingy. A mere two or three thousand for the car door fee? What would that leave for the entry fee, and the fee to depart? Nothing at all?

"This won’t do, we can’t let him out so easily!" Wang Lijuan, as if seeing the ridicule on the faces of the relatives around her, angrily approached the car, throwing the red packet back inside, "Zhu Xiaoyu, what do you mean by this? Is this pittance meant to humiliate our family?"

Zhu Xiaoyu forced a bitter smile. His family really didn’t have any money left. Whatever could be borrowed, had been borrowed; even his boss had been approached for a loan.

Ye Wei’s mother held out her hand, "Let me tell you, without this amount, don’t even think about entering our house!"

"5000?"

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"What five thousand, fifty thousand!" Wang Lijuan declared, "If you don’t have it, don’t even think about taking Wei Wei away today. I don’t care if you need to borrow, steal, or rob. Without fifty thousand, you can’t marry her!"

"Beep beep!" Just then, a series of car horns broke the awkward silence at the scene, and everyone looked in the direction of the sound to see a blue Rolls-Royce driving into the complex.

The car was adorned with bunches of bright roses — another wedding car!

"Hiss!" The people around showed envious looks. They didn’t recognize the model of the car, but nobody was unfamiliar with the Rolls-Royce emblem.

"My goodness, a Rolls-Royce for the bridal pick up — what kind of family does that!"