Chapter 172: 169. The Mysterious Mr. Zhang

That same evening, the mysterious Mr. Zhang hit the trending list, and at the same time, everyone became curious about the crisis event Fang Hua had mentioned.

However, many people searched online for information about Fang Hua in '88 but found nothing unusual; on the contrary, Fang Hua's career was very successful in '88, which made the public discussion even more heated.

At the same time, curiosity about this mysterious Mr. Zhang grew ever stronger.

But since no one knew who Mr. Zhang actually was, they could only discuss it online.

That night, Siyan did not return with Zhang Ran and the others; instead, she went out for a late-night snack with her roommates before finally seeing them home.

Because both little ones were sleepy, Zhang Ran did not go out for the late-night snack with them.

Zhang Sicheng and Liu Lu both had their own work the next day, so they also went back to rest early.

Coincidentally, when Siyan and her roommates got into the elevator this time, they ran into Fang Hua again.

"Is this Manager Zhang?" Unexpectedly, it was Fang Hua who took the initiative to greet them this time; he still remembered Zhou Min's introduction from yesterday.

Siyan nodded and said, "Hello, Mr. Fang."

"What is the relationship between Manager Zhang and Mr. Zhang?" Fang Hua asked curiously. He had seen Siyan sitting right next to Zhang Ran earlier, and since both shared the surname Zhang, he guessed they must be related, which was why he had taken the initiative to greet her.

The three people beside her, including Zhou Min, were stunned; their brains seemed to have crashed—could the Mr. Zhang that Fang Hua spoke of be Siyan's father?

Siyan provided the answer: "The Mr. Zhang you are referring to is my father."

Once these words were out, the smile on Fang Hua's face immediately became much more sincere. "Miss Zhang, I will pay a visit to Mr. Zhang tomorrow. Please forgive me for the intrusion."

"Mr. Fang, you are too kind. My father will be very happy to see you," Siyan said with a smile.

After the four of them returned to their room, Zhou Min and the others still hadn't recovered, staring blankly at Siyan.

"Siyan, what exactly is Zhang Shu's background? How does he even know the Heavenly King Fang?" Zhou Min asked in a daze.

She knew that Zhang Ran also knew Prince Haiman, and now Fang Hua had popped up; her current mood was the same as that of Siyan and the others when they first learned this news at the concert venue.

"Yeah, yeah, Siyan, you've really hit the big time now!" Huang Huihui immediately shrieked from the side.

"I'm not very clear on it either. He boarded the Goddess of Destiny back when we weren't even born yet. I don't know much about my father's affairs," Siyan said, shaking her head.

"Forget it, let's not talk about this. By the way, no wonder Zhang Shu asked a while ago if you wanted Fang Hua to be the spokesperson; so that's what he meant." Zhou Min suddenly thought of Zhang Ran's words from a while back and immediately realized.

"No, I have to make a proposal for the endorsement. Since Zhang Shu is willing to help this time, we must secure this endorsement," Zhou Min said, drifting into work mode.

Although she was also very excited and surprised, it still paled in comparison to work; she needed to prioritize her job now.

Zhang Ran went to sleep as soon as he got home. Zhang Sicheng and Liu Lu didn't ask anything either; they had long since figured it out—if their father wanted to tell them, they would listen, and if he didn't want to say, they wouldn't ask.

Besides, even if they wanted to ask, they wouldn't know how to ask.

Should they ask their father how many big shots he knows?

The next morning, Siyan brought Zhou Min and the others, as well as Qian Li, over. Qian Li had only found out last night.

Qian Li hadn't gone to the concert; her work had been very busy lately. Furthermore, it wasn't just a matter of the two districts in Shanghai anymore; according to Siyan's plan, once the new product officially launched, she would hand the general agency rights for the new product to Qian Li.

Therefore, Qian Li was even busier than Siyan, as she didn't have Huo Zhiyuan and Zhang Ran arranging everything for her.

The first thing Qian Li said when she saw Zhang Ran was, "Zhang Shu, didn't you say you couldn't write songs?"

She had thought of this before and asked that question, but Zhang Ran had said he couldn't write songs, so she had subconsciously dismissed her own conjecture.

But she hadn't expected the result to actually be exactly as she had guessed.

Zhang Ran said innocently, "I really can't write songs."

"Then what's the deal with Fang Hua's songs?"

"Those were written by someone else for me, not written by me," Zhang Ran said sincerely.

Qian Li opened her mouth but couldn't speak. Judging by what Zhang Ran had revealed so far, his status and position back then must have been quite high; finding someone to write songs should have been a very simple matter.

"By the way, Zhang Shu, what exactly did you help Fang Hua with back then?" Qian Li quickly shifted her attention to this.

Zhang Ran poured tea for everyone and said, "Just some small favors, no need to mention them."

This matter wasn't exactly a good thing for Fang Hua, and Zhang Ran didn't intend to make it known to the whole world.

Hearing Zhang Ran say this, Qian Li stopped asking.

Not long after, Fang Hua arrived, carrying a large pile of gifts.

"You say you're coming, so why bring so many things?" Zhang Ran said politely; this seemed to have become a cliché for Huaxia people when hosting guests.

Fang Hua smiled and said, "I couldn't come to visit without bringing gifts; it's just a small token of my appreciation."

After everyone took their seats, Zhang Ran introduced the people to Fang Hua, and then they began to chat idly.

Huang Huihui and the others just watched curiously from the side, not stepping forward to disturb them or taking photos; they knew at least that much about guest etiquette.

"Thank you for remembering the matter of the songs all these years. Thank you." Zhang Ran toasted Fang Hua with tea instead of wine.

Fang Hua smiled and said, "This is what I should have done, and it was a promise I made back then."

"By the way, Mr. Zhang, why did you only come to my concert now? I remember quite a few people knew about this matter back in '92, '93," Fang Hua asked curiously.

Zhang Ran sighed and briefly explained his situation. Fang Hua was enlightened after hearing it; although he still had many curiosities in his heart, he didn't ask too many questions.

The next thing that happened left Huang Huihui and the others dumbfounded, as they heard Zhang Ran ask, "Fang Hua, do you play games?"

"I play occasionally."

"That's perfect. My son's company just developed a game, and even Prince Haiman said it was good after playing it. Would you like to play it too?" Zhang Ran suggested.

Fang Hua was stunned, then said dumbly, "I should have guessed it earlier. At first, I thought it was just a name coincidence, but it really was you playing games with Prince Haiman back then."

"Actually, I'm also playing PlayerUnknown's Battlegrounds; it's really quite interesting," Fang Hua added.

Although he rarely played games, Prince Haiman's fame was well-known here, so out of curiosity, Fang Hua had downloaded it to play.

"Perfect, let's team up. By the way, is it convenient for you to livestream this? Just like Prince Haiman does," Zhang Ran said with a smile.

"Of course it's convenient; that's what I do," Fang Hua didn't refuse.

Fang Hua's attitude wasn't just out of gratitude toward Zhang Ran; there was also an intention to build a relationship. Setting aside Zhang Ran's connection with Prince Haiman—which he had only just learned about—

Fang Hua knew even better how much influence Zhang Ran had in the past. He didn't know the situation with Zhang Ran in the mainland, but in the upper-class society of Hong Kong, especially around 1990, he hadn't heard that name just once or twice.