Chapter 84: Furious

Zhang Yuru felt very aggrieved; she had clearly just arrived and was already misunderstood, without even a chance to explain.

Just then, Xiao Chengzhou suddenly appeared before her and said with a cold face, "Miss, please leave. Zhongcaotang does not welcome you."

Although she was unwilling inside, Zhang Yuru ultimately didn't really leave.

Li Lin had gone to take Long Yiqing back and hadn't returned yet, so Zhang Yuru could only wait by the roadside outside Miao Street.

Despite the distance, Wu Shuping's scolding could still be heard clearly.

This made Zhang Yuru feel incomparably aggrieved: she just wanted the Zhang Corporation to develop, was that wrong?

Ever since she divorced Lin Yu, everything seemed to be going wrong.

Just as Zhang Yuru was deep in thought, a gentle voice came from behind her, "You must be Zhang Yuru! You shouldn't have divorced Lin Yu."

Zhang Yuru turned around in surprise, only to see an elderly man with a youthful face and white hair smiling as he stood before her.

This elderly man was none other than Duan Jing, and Zhang Yuru recognized him at a glance, stammering, "You are the Divine... Divine Doctor Duan Jing..."

Duan Jing interrupted her, "That is just a hollow name given to me by the outside world."

Duan Jing then talked about the reason for Zhang Yuru's divorce from Lin Yu. "I heard it was because he didn't want to go out to work?"

Zhang Yuru nodded and shook her head, replying, "This is our private matter, please don't ask, Senior."

Duan Jing just shook his head helplessly, "Sooner or later, you will regret it."

This sentence made Zhang Yuru even more dissatisfied, and she shouted at his back, "I will never regret it."

At this time, Li Lin drove up and quickly got out to open the car door for Zhang Yuru.

After getting into the car, Li Lin asked with concern, "President Zhang, why are you here? Did you see Prefect Jiang?"

Zhang Yuru only said one word, "Return," and then fell into silence.

In the backyard of Zhongcaotang, as soon as Wu Shuping appeared, a group of elderly men immediately stood up to salute, respectfully addressing her as "Immortal Master."

It turned out that Zheng Zemin's son had damaged the door of Zhongcaotang, and upon learning of this, Wu Shuping demanded that the other party pay 100 million yuan in compensation.

"This is still out of consideration for everyone's face; otherwise, 200 million wouldn't be enough. You must know this is Zhongcaotang." Wu Shuping said indignantly, which left Jiang Yicheng completely confused.

What was even more surprising was that this purple-robed Taoist nun actually dared to ask for such a high price. Zhongcaotang's door was merely made of wood; how much could it be worth?

However, Jiang Yicheng's look of contempt was caught by Wu Shuping, which made her even more furious.

"Does Prefect Jiang not believe what I said?" Wu Shuping questioned.

Before Jiang Yicheng could answer, she walked quickly into the shop, picked up a piece of broken wood, and wiped it lightly in front of everyone.

"Look clearly, this is the heartwood of top-grade golden silk nanmu. Just this small piece, if put on the market, someone would immediately be willing to pay a million in cash for it." Then, she pointed at the door of Zhongcaotang and said proudly:

"That entire door is crafted from golden silk nanmu. It was specially customized by the richest man in Huacheng a hundred years ago to thank the Lin family, and now it can be considered a cultural relic."

Hearing this, Zheng Zemin and Jiang Yicheng both broke out in a cold sweat.

Originally thinking that finding any renovation team could solve the problem, now it seemed Zheng Zemin had to invite professional cultural relic restoration experts from the capital.

Thinking of the huge expenses required, Zheng Zemin wished he could beat his son up.

Jiang Yicheng looked at the unique grain of that golden silk nanmu and couldn't help but gasp.

Previously, he had intended to demolish Miao Street, and fortunately, it was stopped by the locals; otherwise, the door of Zhongcaotang alone would have been enough to give him a headache.

Unexpectedly, Wu Shuping said with disdain, "The door of Zhongcaotang isn't even the most expensive. Go take a look at Guoyitang; the door there is the true priceless treasure, 1 billion wouldn't be enough."

Jiang Yicheng was completely dumbfounded; although he didn't know if it was true or not, the evidence before his eyes made him not dare to have the slightest doubt.

Wu Shuping looked at the sweating Jiang Yicheng and mocked:

"During the day, you even sent people to say you wanted to demolish Miao Street, 20,000 per square meter, you're really generous! To tell you the truth, even if you gave 100,000 per square meter, you might not be able to demolish it."

Jiang Yicheng had already started wiping his sweat, nodding repeatedly in agreement.

Cultural relics and historic sites were already priceless, not to mention that Miao Street also involved complex Feng Shui issues.

At this moment, Jiang Yicheng finally understood why his predecessor had remained motionless regarding Miao Street; it wasn't that they didn't want to demolish it, but that they simply didn't dare to and couldn't afford to.

Thus, he hurriedly stated his position, "I have decided, Miao Street will no longer be demolished, no matter who comes to find me, it won't be demolished."

Lin Yu suggested, "We can renovate Miao Street."

This made everyone suddenly enlightened.

Afterward, the living room was filled with laughter, and a group of seasoned wise men chatted late into the night in the backyard of Zhongcaotang.

At the same time, Wang Haicheng and Chu Yueyun in the next room also heard the entire conversation, and they were shocked speechless by these words.

By the time dawn was approaching, these big shots gradually dispersed. Lin Yu couldn't hold on anymore either, yawning as he returned to his room.

Sleeping from morning until three in the afternoon, Lin Yu felt refreshed after waking up.

At this time, Li Xueying's voice came from outside, "Lin Yu, get out here, you must transfer the shop to me today."

She had just learned the news that Miao Street was about to be demolished, and the shop of Zhongcaotang plus the courtyard behind it totaled nearly 300 square meters. At a price of 20,000 per square meter, this was not a small sum.

Added to other compensation, the total value was close to 10 million.

Thinking that so much money was about to fall into Lin Yu's hands, Li Xueying could no longer sit still.

Although he knew the former mother-in-law's intention, Lin Yu didn't want to pay attention to her, but because Zheng Zemin's son had smashed the shop's door yesterday, Li Xueying broke directly into the backyard.

Lin Yu opened the door lazily, gave Li Xueying a cold look, and said, "This place doesn't welcome you, please leave."

However, Li Xueying revealed a shameless expression and responded with a sneer.

No sooner had she spoken than she received a slap from Lin Yu's Third Aunt, Wu Shuping, who scolded angrily, "Where did this shrew come from, daring to run wild here, get out."

Li Xueying was definitely not someone willing to suffer a loss. Just as she was preparing to fight back, she received another slap.

This completely enraged her, and she shouted angrily, "Zhang Yongling, are you still a man? Look at your wife being beaten like this."

"Coming, I'm coming, don't make a move yet, let's talk things over properly." Zhang Yongling had just parked the car and hurried over, wanting to calm the situation.

But when he saw the palm print on Li Xueying's face, his expression also darkened, "How can you hit people?"

Zhongcaotang's shop had been smashed yesterday, and Wu Shuping was already full of fire; at this moment, she was even more furious, "Trespassing on private property, you wouldn't even have to go to jail if you were beaten to death, get out immediately."

However, Li Xueying suddenly sat on the ground, crying and howling, "Help, murder... Old man, hurry up and call the police."

Zhang Yongling hurriedly took out his phone, wanting to call the police, when Zheng Zemin appeared.

Zheng Zemin had invited the cultural relic restoration master, Elder He, from the capital overnight to repair the Zhongcaotang that Zheng Jiawei had smashed yesterday. ===== CHAPTER 85 =====