This criticism angered Third Uncle, who immediately denied: "You're talking nonsense! How dare you wrong me? I wouldn't hesitate to beat you to death!"
During the conversation, Third Uncle had already clapped his hands and fiercely rushed towards Qian Xinxin, ready to teach him a good lesson.
Although Zhang Daqi didn't want to get involved with these flies and dogs, he thought of his own plan and had to wrap things up quickly.
When Third Uncle got close to Zhang Daqi, he was slapped hard, swearing, "Crime happens when I'm not around!"
After one slap, Third Uncle's fan fell to the ground, covering his swollen cheek, and he cried out in pain.
Qian Xinxin witnessed all of this, stunned by the scene, not knowing how to react. Emotionally, he felt he should be indignant, as his old adversary Third Uncle had just beaten him.
However, his heart was filled with joy and even wanted to applaud Zhang Bide boldly.
Zhang Daqi boldly saw Qian Xinxin stunned and indifferent. He frowned and asked, "Is your grandfather's illness improving at all?"
"Cured... cured... Doctor Zhang, please hurry." Qian Xinxin turned respectfully, inviting Mr. Zhang boldly into the palace.
They walked along several corridors in the courtyard before arriving at a secluded, remote yard.
Qian Xinxin respectfully led Zhang Daqi into the hall and said, "Doctor Zhang Daqi, my grandfather is inside the hall. Please wait here for a moment."
Zhang Dadan hated waiting, but for the thirty million and his plan, no one would object.
"Doctor Zhang, this is too rude!" Qian Xinxin, like a dog, boldly placed his hand on Zhang Daqi, then turned and walked into the inner room.
Zhang Dadan looked at his anxious figure and couldn't associate him with the Devil in the video.
However, facts remain unchanged. The only thing Zhang Dadan could do was send Qian Xinxin to hell.
Of course, before heading to hell, his own family must perish to taste the suffering of this world.
Zhang Boao was immersed in revenge. Qian Xinxin had already come out from the inner room, inviting him inside to see the doctor.
Zhang Dadan boldly entered the inner room with Qian Xinxin. The first thing he saw were five or six middle-aged men and women, all crying, very filial.
"Is this Doctor Zhang Shenyi?" Really causing you trouble... what a bother! A middle-aged man with white hair flashed a bit of doubt in his eyes.
Zhang Daqi boldly glanced at them and then walked to Qian Dongcheng's side, pretending to take his pulse.
While taking his pulse, the middle-aged men and women gathered, whispering about Zhang Daqi's courage.
Although they didn't personally witness Zhang Daqi's boldness, they knew about his longstanding resentment towards the Qian Family, so they harbored suspicions about him.
But now, with all doctors at a loss, they faced the final chance of treating him, risking it by inviting Zhang Dadan.
As people whispered incessantly, Zhang Daqi had already finished reading the pulse and walked over, coldly sneering: "Since you don't trust me, why invite me here?"
The white-haired middle-aged man stood up and boldly mocked Zhang, replying: "Doctor Zhang, don't misunderstand. We do trust you; we're just... just worried about my father."
Before little Zhang could respond, a middle-aged woman cried and asked, "Little Doctor Zhang, can my father be cured of his illness?"
Her concern broke the awkward atmosphere, and others daringly asked Ms. Zhang about Qian Dongcheng's condition.
Zhang Dadan was lazy and unwilling to waste words, bluntly saying: "Your father's poison was intended to harm others, but he suffered his own consequence because I foresaw it."
As people heard this, they became increasingly embarrassed. Their father poisoned others, and now they sought the enemy to treat him. Irony at its peak.
While everyone was anxious, Zhang Daqi boldly said: "But since I can do it, I am not afraid."
The Qian family knew well about Zhang Bode's past resentment towards Qian Dongcheng, but now they had no choice but to rely on him.
"Doctor Zhang, everything bothers you!" The white-haired middle-aged man bowed solemnly to Ms. Zhang and led the crowd out.
As they left, Zhang Dadan boldly charged forward and locked the door to prevent any sudden return.
Sitting in the hall, the Qian family heard the sound of the latch but their hearts were conflicted. This was their home, why did they have to be cautious like thieves?
"Xin, go to the door and listen to what he says, see what he's doing!" the young man told Qian Xinxin.
As the Qian Family's grandson, Qian Xinxin had always followed Qian Dongcheng. He loved Qian Dongcheng deeply, naturally worrying more about him.
Hearing Fourth Uncle's instructions, he stealthily retreated, preparing to listen in case Zhang San dares to play tricks.
While Zhang Bode prepared to record inside, he heard noises outside and sternly shouted: "What's the matter? Don't let me worry or I'll go back."
Qian Xinming did not respond. Could he be discovered already? Was he acting like a dog?
The middle-aged woman glanced at her brothers and boldly reassured Zhang: "Don't misunderstand, Doctor Zhang. Xin wants to wait nearby, in case you have something else to say."
Wait? Zhang Dadan sneered and scoffed. Hard to tell such nonsense.
"I have nothing else to say! You can now wait in the courtyard!" Zhang Dadan commanded boldly without consulting.
These managers and presidents, despite their usual impressive presence and grandeur, had no choice but to obey Zhang Daqi's bold orders.
In the past, they might have let their father's illness be and even enjoyed its outcomes, but now, with the family facing dire troubles, the father must organize everything.
"Dr.… Dr. Zhang Shenyi, then we will wait in the courtyard for your good news!" The white-haired man's response was significantly awkward.
Afterwards, he led his brothers, sister, and son Qian Xinxin away from the house, waiting in the courtyard's pavilion.
As Zhang Dadan boldly heard them leave, he first removed the spell from his arm, grabbing a few hairs from Qian Dongcheng's head.
Zhang Daqi boldly wrapped up the few hairs of Qian Dongcheng and then started chanting words.
After finishing the spell, Qian Dongcheng shivered, his eyes growing darker, appearing to walk on the edge of death.
"Qian Dongcheng, does your company engage in major theft and fraud?" Zhang Dadan boldly stood aside and asked.
Though poisoned and occasionally unconscious, Qian Dongcheng's memory remained intact. Zhang Daqi boldly used a talisman to temporarily control him, making him aware of his words.
"Major theft and fraud! Over the past decade, at least 20 billion US dollars have been underreported!" Under control, Qian Dongcheng could only reveal it bluntly.
Two billion? As Zhang Dadan boldly heard this astronomical number, he nearly collapsed. Poverty indeed limited his imagination!
Zhang Dadan steadied his heart and continued asking: "Did you find a way to evade enormous taxes?"
"I hired many top accountants who created false accounts, making it hard to detect!" Qian Dongcheng mechanically responded.
False accounts? Zhang Yong had previously only heard of such things. But now witnessing it personally, concealing over two billion in fake accounts. Truly no trace nor fat found!
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