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Chapter 87 Molokai Manor

Zhang Lang's grandfather shouted, alarming a group of Japanese people who were remembering their ancestors!

Although they couldn't understand what Zhang Lang's grandfather said, it did not prevent them from speculating that Zhang Lang's grandfather was not saying anything good.

The world knows the grudges between the two countries. An old Chinese man who has experienced World War II stood in front of the Japanese headquarters, laughing loudly and saying something good?

These Japanese people glared at Zhang Lang's grandfather and cursed.

Zhang Lang's face looked a little ugly. He was so impatient to live a life of his own.

Waving his hand, he was ready to let Liu Dabiao teach him a good lesson, these Japanese people.

"You little Japanese, you dare to scold people! I killed dozens of Japanese pigs back then, but I haven't been satisfied with killing them yet! I dare to talk nonsense, I've peeled your skin!" Zhang Liang's grandfather pointed at the Japanese and started cursing in Japanese.

Only then did Zhang Lang remember that his grandfather was born in the Northeast Army and it was not unusual to speak Japanese at all.

Before the September 18th Incident, Zhang Zuolin fought fiercely with the Japanese. The Northeast military used all-Japanese weapons and equipment, and the instructors of the troops were also Japanese.

Seeing that grandpa rolled up his sleeves and was about to teach the Japanese a lesson, Zhang Lang hurriedly stepped forward to stop him and persuaded him: "Master, can you get angry with a bunch of beasts?

The old saying goes, can a dog bite a person back?”

Zhang Lang persuaded and took his family to leave the ruins of the Japanese Army's last headquarters.

After leaving the site of the final Japanese headquarters, the grandfather, who was still a little angry, suddenly looked at Zhang Lang and asked, "Wolf Cub, I heard that you invested a lot of money in Japan? What do you think? If you don't invest money in our country? Go and help the Japanese!"

Zhang Lang was stunned when he asked. You must know that grandpa never asked about his business outside. Whose slutty talker said to grandpa?

"Master, don't you understand me yet? How could I help the Japanese? Let me tell you this!

I bought the Japanese things for one dollar, and then sold them for 100 yuan or even 200 yuan in a few years. And after the Japanese bought the things at a high price, the things suddenly became worthless. Do you think this is helping the Japanese, or cheating the Japanese?"

"Okay! This is my grandson! This is how the Japanese cheated! In fact, they will kill them!" Zhang Lang's grandfather applauded, "I just said that my grandson is not a person who sells the country and seeks honor!"

With such an episode, everyone has no intention of continuing to visit Bansai Island.

I simply boarded the cruise ship and continued to set off.

As for those Japanese, Zhang Lang ignored them.

The elephant would not care about the ant clamoring at him.

Besides, no need to say that someone will teach them an unforgettable lesson.

I walked and stopped all the way, and when I met an island, I would go up and go around. I would like to play for two more days. If I don’t like it, I would let my children go up and have fun and continue walking.

After sailing at sea for half a month, I finally arrived at Molokai Island in the Hawaiian Islands.

Zhang Lang has a 7.8 square kilometers manor on Molokai Island.

Like all manors, as soon as you enter the manor gate, there is a very eye-catching land temple in the most conspicuous location.

When the boss came, the hired workers in the manor were naturally lined up to welcome him.

All employees in Zhanglang’s manor are arranged according to the proportion of half Chinese and half local people.

In recent years, Zhang Lang has not shown his presence, but has recruited tens of thousands of farmers from all over the country to work in China.

Zhang Lang introduced his family to everyone.

When facing the boss's family, whether it is locals or compatriots from China, they are very enthusiastic.

After a lively greeting, Zhang Lang asked everyone to part and announced that the party will be held in the evening.

This is the habit of foreigners. When welcoming guests, seeing off guests, or encountering something worth celebrating, they like to open a party.

The hired workers dispersed, and the manor housekeeper led everyone into the house.

This is a Western-style sea view villa. You can see the sea by opening the window and enjoy nearly one kilometer of golden sand beach.

After helping everyone settle down, the housekeeper said goodbye and left. He was going to prepare for the evening party.

All Zhang Lang’s manors have a butler who is responsible for the affairs of the entire manor.

All of these housekeepers graduated from St. Paul's College in the UK.

St. Paul's College is a school dedicated to housekeeping talents.

"Wolf cub, is it yours for such a big place?" Zhang's mother asked in surprise after the housekeeper left.

"Well! They are all from our family!" Zhang Lang nodded with a smile.

"Wolf cub, how much money do you have? Buy such a large piece of land!" Zhang Lang's father couldn't help asking.

"Dad, let me tell you this, you live hard! You spend hard! You can't spend it in ten lifetimes!"

"My goodness, do you have so much money?" Zhang's father cumned.

I have always known that my son has a big career outside and is very good at making money, but they don’t have a complete concept of how much money they are.

Now they think they have a concept, the big manor in Xiangjiang, the big manor in the United States, and the ten thousand acres of fertile land, will be the most prosperous gentry in the world.

But they didn’t know that what they saw was just a drop in the bucket. There are more than 1,000 such manors.

Tang Feifei smiled and said, "Dad, mom, don't worry about how much money the wolf cub has. Isn't the purpose of making money to make us live a little more comfortable?

The wolf cub is responsible for making money, so we can just enjoy a happy life!"

"Fifth wife, don't worry about how much money the wolf cub has. No matter how rich he is, he will be my grandson and your son!" Zhang Lang's grandmother was open-minded.

"Mom, I'm not confused, I'm just a little surprised! I didn't expect that our family will become a big landlord!"

Zhang Lang understood the family’s thoughts. His parents were honest and friendly people from the mountains, and his son suddenly became a rich man.

This is why Zhang Lang has created too many miracles in recent years, and they have adapted.

If it were someone else, it would be strange if it wasn't scared.

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In the evening, the sunset is setting, and the afterglow of the setting sun reflects the beach in golden color. This is the source of the name of the Golden Beach.

Not only the beach, but also the slightly rippling sea surface is shining with golden light.

A bonfire has been lit on the beach, and everyone is busy on the beach, preparing for the bonfire party at night.

The campfire party at night did not invite outsiders, wishing the hired workers and Zhang Lang’s family in the manor.

Westerners like to eat roasted food, which is what they like.

Influenced by the Mongolians and Manchus, people in Northeast China also like to eat barbecue.

The little goats were erected on a bonfire and roasted with oil.

On the barbecue grill on the other side, the lamb chops and steaks have already started to smell.

How can Chinese compatriots marry into a stove made of iron and start cooking?

It seems that they have done this kind of bonfire party that combines Chinese and Western styles for a long time.

The versatile Molokaes danced hula to the music.
Chapter completed!
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