Chapter 287: Grandpa is going to celebrate his birthday this year?

When they looked at this spring field m14, Zhou Guoqiang and Zuo Sheng were full of emotions and memories. For those who participated in the Vietnam War, when they saw this gun again, they seemed to have returned to the passionate life in the rain of bullets during the Vietnam War. Back then, they were just like Zhou Zhenhua who had just debuted. Under the special tradition of the Zhou family, the 13-year-old Zhou Guoqiang and the 14-year-old Zuo Sheng have already begun to make their mark in the army.

Thinking of this, Zhou Guoqiang and Zuo Sheng couldn't help but smile. As if the blood in their bodies was boiling again, the two looked at each other and the strong feelings and passion spread between them.

Some people are like this, born to be brothers!

Even though there is different blood flowing in his body, he has a hot innocent heart.

The two brothers in one lifetime describe Zhou Guoqiang and Zuo Sheng.

Dad and Uncle Zuo!

Zhou Zhenhua clearly felt the hot and hot heart, and sighed slightly in his heart. After Zhou Zhenhua put the gun back into the box with a crack. He said brightly: "Grandpa, Zhenhua has accepted this gun."

"Okay!" Grandpa suddenly put the handle of his seat and nodded at Zhou Zhenhua indulge in vain: "Take this gun well, you can feel the cruelty of that era."

"Natural!" Zhou Zhenhua caressed every scratch on spring field m14, as if he had returned to that turbulent era. His heart became hot, and the strong sense of pride was like a flood, which made Zhou Zhenhua feel excited. He even wanted to turn into a warrior who defended the country, become a strong steelmaker, become the Great Wall to defend the country, and gallop across the battlefield.

The four men were excited here, and everyone showed helpless expressions.

Isn’t these arms madmen just a gun? You see, you are proud.

But they knew how much blood was buried in this gun and what kind of cruelty it had experienced. Although it was a spring field m14 that was so long that it was almost impossible to use. However, the meaning contained in the body of this gun was enough to make the blood in the body of a real warrior become hot.

How many people can experience that feeling?

It is estimated that the only people in the audience were Mr. Yang, Zhou Zhenhua, Zhou Guoqiang and Zuo Sheng, who could feel the history and passion hidden in the gun body.

For others, Chen Yiqian is just there. She pestered her grandma very cutely, threw herself into her arms, and said coquettishly: "Grandma, grandma is biased again. We don't have any gifts to my cousin."

"Don't pay attention to those war madmen!" As he said that, grandma also happily held Chen Yiqian's hand and said with a smile: "Everything is available, and there are all gifts." After that, everyone began to receive gifts. Zhou Zhenhua's grandma and grandpa could be said to be quite generous. Just giving gifts to everyone, they all gave millions of dollars out.

There are expensive perfumes, expensive sports cars, expensive jewelry, expensive fashion, and precious antiques.

In short, it's all a luxury!

Of course, in comparison, the gifts from the rest of the people are quite normal. Only the gift Zhou Zhenhua got was a gun, which made people feel a little amused and crying.

The gifts were also distributed, and Mr. Yang finally began to announce the family property.

Zhou Zhenhua also listened to it and felt that the assignment of grandpa was very reasonable.

Although the Yang family's international airline and aircraft manufacturing farm are joint-stock enterprises, these two companies were founded by Mr. Yang. Therefore, the Yang family accounts for 65% of the company's shares, so there is no difference between the company and the family-style industry.

Mr. Yang’s way is to distribute these shares to everyone.

The uncle Yang Dongsheng wanted to inherit the family. After the old man's hundred years, he became the next parent of the Yang family. Therefore, he accounted for 51% of the shares and continued to control the entire company and the big Yang family.

The remaining shares were distributed to children and grandchildren, and Zhou Zhenhua unexpectedly received 1% of the shares.

For the Yang family, even if it has 1% shares, Zhou Zhenhua can still share tens of millions of dividends a year. However, Zhou Zhenhua didn't care at all. He discussed with his parents and sold all the 3.4% shares he had assigned to his uncle Yang Dongsheng.

My uncle Yang Dongqi did the same, and he simply sold all the shares assigned by his uncle Yang Dongsheng. Within a few words, my uncle Yang Dongsheng's shares reached 58%.

In order to make his position, my aunt and his family also sold all their shares. After the acquisition of his uncle Yang Dongsheng, his shares had risen to 60%.

As for those 5%, they were all in Zhou Zhenhua's cousin's hand.

These guys are not as rich as Zhou Zhenhua, and they are all poor. They finally earned a thousand ten thousand shares a year, so they were not happy to give them to their uncles. Fortunately, the elders don’t care about those shares. No one can shake their uncle’s status with 60% of the shares anymore.

"Why is my uncle so easy? He is doing a lot of money, so he should need a lot of money?" After everything was over, Zhou Zhenhua asked his father curiously.

"Nonsense, of course he is honest. I invested 200 million US dollars to invest in his company. How could he not be so happy?" Zhou's father shook his head helplessly: "Your uncle is simply a ghost. Alas, it's really not easy for me to maintain such a big family business!"

Zhou Zhenhua curled his lips and said simply: "It's weird, it's not easy for you? If you don't have enough attractiveness, will you invest and take action? Tell me, what kind of business is it?"

"Haha, it's just a risk acquisition! Your uncle is going to take advantage of this financial tsunami to do a big deal." Zhou's father smiled slightly, and did not discuss in depth.

Zhou Zhenhua didn't continue to ask. He asked him to do business, and it was estimated that the Zhou family would have to spend all the money. Of course, Zhou Zhenhua didn't have to worry about business matters at all. The Zhou family specially built a group of consulting groups. Just let them do business matters. They planned and implemented all the economy. As long as Zhou Zhenhua sat at home, a large amount of funds fell into his pocket every day.

The division of property is a matter of stalemate, but there is one thing that cannot be done.

"Dad, you're eighty years old this year?"

Zhou Guoqiang saw that everything should be announced was announced. With such a happy situation, Zhou Guoqiang finally began to talk about the things he had discussed with Zhou's mother Yang Qiong for a long time. After such a question, everyone immediately understood what Zhou Guoqiang meant when he said this.

That is, Zhou Guoqiang is asking Mr. Yang for advice, whether to hold his 80th birthday this year?

Of course, the son usually asks this, and few son-in-law will ask this. Generally speaking, if the son-in-law asks, he will be suspicious of flattering his father-in-law. But this means that in general, if this is asked by Zhou Guoqiang, it will definitely not make people feel that there is such suspicion.

So, after Zhou Guoqiang asked, Mr. Yang said with emotion: "Haha, yes, they are already eighty!" But soon, Mr. Yang's face turned blank and shouted: "Why, am I very old when I am eighty? My arms and legs are still flexible!"

This is a bit childish!

"Dad, of course you are getting stronger and stronger. In another ten years, tigers can kill both ends." Uncle Yang Dongsheng smiled and said, "But, according to customs and traditions, should we celebrate you?"

At most, Zhou's father only started his career. If he really wanted to give the old man eighty, he would have to give him the eldest son.

"I've been through it, what have I been through? I'm afraid that I don't know if I'm eighty, right?" Mr. Yang seemed not very interested in what I have been through eighty. He was very angry with a few words.

"Look at you, what a scoundrel!" Grandma immediately pushed Mr. Yang and said, "Don't children celebrate you like celebrating? A lot of filial piety, are you playing that kind of play!" As he said, grandma kept wavering his hands and said, "Isn't it that year to celebrate 80, this year to celebrate 88, 90, 99, and 100 years later. When this comes, you have to prepare for it. It's lively and festive, it's enough to be fun."

Grandma came out to smooth things over, and everyone immediately agreed with a smile.

At this time, my uncle Yang Dongsheng immediately made a decision and said in time: "Hello, mom, just follow what you said. I will arrange someone to prepare immediately and ensure that it will be lively for you!"

"Well, it must be lively. Invite a few circuses to make the show bigger in an instant, so that outsiders can't think that our Yang family is shabby. In addition, we invite all the wealthy families in Shanghai to me. Our Yang family is 80 years old, and it's up to anyone to give face." Grandma was quite straightforward, and the old man still loves lively.

But, isn't this a problem?

Zhou Zhenhua pounded his father's arm and whispered with a depressed expression: "It's lively. The old Yang family is about to be over 80, and our Zhou family also needs to participate. It is estimated that on the eighth day of the first lunar month, all demons, ghosts, monsters, and gods will make Shanghai a mess."

"The old man can't refuse the request!" Zhou's father also knew how chaotic it would be at that time.

"Hey, you can discuss it with Uncle Zuo more. I'll try it. Can you bring two more masters to the formation?" Zhou Zhenhua thought for a while, wondering if his brothers were free at that time.
Chapter completed!