Chapter 379: 375. The Enemy Who Killed My Father! (Please subscribe, monthly tickets!)

After the dinner party, everyone played for a while in the main building; it lacked nothing in terms of entertainment facilities.

When it was time to leave, Nikolayev also mentioned the banquet tomorrow evening to Zhang Ran, asking if he would like to go and see.

Although this banquet appeared to be a gathering for young people like Ilya, the elders also had to make an appearance, just not mingling with the younger crowd.

Moreover, Nikolayev also needed to show up to support Ilya and make his own stance clear.

Zhang Ran thought about it; he had nothing going on anyway, and since Zhang Sicheng and the others were all preparing to go, he also wanted to see how his children performed on such an occasion.

At the same time, he needed to see if he needed to adjust his cultivation plans for them based on their performance.

Early the next morning, just after Zhang Ran finished washing up and went downstairs, he heard Liu Lu's scolding; the two little ones were hanging their heads in silence, taking the lecture.

Seeing them in this state, Zhang Ran felt a little heartache, but he did not go up to help them out.

Liu Lu always had sound reasons when disciplining the children, so Zhang Ran never interfered with her teaching them.

Even Zhang Siyan just hid to the side and watched.

What she, as a mother, could not bring herself to do, she could only leave to her sister-in-law.

After Liu Lu finished scolding them and ordered the two little ones to stand in the corner for fifteen minutes, Zhang Ran seized the opportunity and quietly crept up to the two little ones to ask, "How did you make Mom angry again?"

"Susu and I just drove out to play for a while," Zhang Xiaotao said, looking aggrieved as he saw his grandfather approach.

Susu did not look aggrieved, but looking at her, Zhang Ran felt a headache; he felt he might be a bit too doting on Zhang Xiaotao. The child's personality was indeed very cheerful, but also a bit too soft.

Zhang Ran had originally wanted to ask more about the situation, but seeing Liu Lu walking over, he could only pretend to be passing by and leave.

Seeing her father-in-law like this, Liu Lu could not help but smile; she was truly very satisfied with the situation in the family now.

No matter how great the changes in the family, and no matter how rich or prestigious her husband's family had become, the Zhang Family still treated her, Liu Lu, exactly the same as before, without the slightest change.

Moreover, Liu Lu's own family had also received a lot of care; to say nothing else, her parents' retirement and her younger brother's job and marriage were all helped by her husband's family.

Breakfast had already been delivered by the staff, and after eating, Zhang Sicheng and the group of young people gathered to play.

At about ten o'clock, the group of young people followed Ilya and the others out to play, with Ilya taking them to tour Moscow.

Zhang Ran, Huo Zhiyuan, and Nikolayev gathered together to chat—oh, and the two little ones were there too.

"Susu, go help Grandpa get some drinks," Zhang Ran called out.

"Okay, Grandpa!" Susu agreed with a beaming smile, then drove her little car quickly toward the main building.

Huo Zhiyuan looked at Zhang Xiaotao's expectant eyes and lowered her head, pretending not to see, but Nikolayev couldn't; he could only say helplessly, "Taotao, you help me get a drink too."

Taotao set off driving in high spirits, and Huo Zhiyuan looked at the two of them amusedly and said, "Can you two still drink that much?"

"Isn't it fine if we just go to the bathroom a few more times?" Zhang Ran said nonchalantly.

Nikolayev opened his mouth, but could not say a word!

Yu Mingcai had already started preparing for the evening banquet at noon; this opportunity was very important to him. As long as he passed this hurdle, his future official career would head in a different direction.

Therefore, he attached great importance to this banquet.

Yu Xingmin was also helping Yu Mingcai understand some of Ilya's situation, while also briefly explaining the backgrounds of some of the people attending the banquet.

"I won't go this time. Before I have formally spoken with that side, it is not convenient for me to meet with Nikolayev. You need to pay close attention to Ilya's attitude for me; in many cases, Ilya's attitude can represent Nikolayev's attitude," Yu Xingmin cautioned.

Yu Mingcai nodded and said, "Second Uncle, I know all this."

Seeing Yu Mingcai's steady demeanor, Yu Xingmin could not help but nod; he was still very satisfied with this nephew.

It was just that he was a bit old, and they had reconciled a little too late. If it had been earlier, he could have helped Yu Mingcai arrange things more calmly, instead of having to shove Yu Mingcai in whenever there was a slight opportunity like now.

What he was doing was actually a bit thick-skinned; after all, everyone knew that Ilya could not make the final decision on such matters, and even if Yu Mingcai built a good relationship, the effect would be minimal.

But Yu Xingmin did it anyway; there was no other way—who told Yu Mingcai to be a bit old, leaving no room for him to take it slow.

However, being older had its advantages, and combined with some of Yu Xingmin's previous accumulations, it would be easier to operate in the future.

The Lotnikov Family.

Lotnikov, known as the Madman, now seemed to have signs of going mad again. Starting this morning, he had people summon a group of men—all elite soldiers who followed him—and each of them was carrying a gun.

"Uncle, what are you doing?" Valery was a bit confused; why was his uncle going crazy again?

Although Lotnikov was called a madman, he was not truly insane; if he were a real madman, he would not have become the head of their family, nor would he have maintained the family's honor until today.

A look of madness flashed in Lotnikov's eyes, "What am I doing? Killing!"

"Who are you killing? And you have to go yourself?" Valery was a bit confused; since when did they need to do the killing themselves?

"Who? Our enemy. Your father died at his hands, and if it weren't for him, our family would never have been suppressed by Nikolayev. Back then, we had already beaten Nikolayev to the ground; if it weren't for him, Nikolayev would have been finished long ago.

Everything they have now belongs to us, but it was ruined by him." The more Lotnikov spoke, the more obvious the madness in his eyes became.

He could not wait any longer!

Hearing his uncle's words, Valery immediately said angrily, "Who? The person who killed my father? Uncle, tell me who it is, and leave it to me!"

Seeing Valery's expression, a trace of imperceptible disappointment flashed in Lotnikov's eyes.

"You just stay at home; if I don't come back, you are not to go out," Lotnikov said in a deep voice.

"But..."

"Did you not hear what I said?" Lotnikov stared at him and said.

"Understood, Uncle." Seeing his uncle's demeanor, Valery was startled and quickly agreed.

Lotnikov said, "You go out first."