The Strongest Abandoned Master In City

He was busy reorganizing the Shenhua Group, entertaining the people outside, and cleaning up the Yang family.    

Uncle Chen's status in the Yang family had already surpassed anyone else, but he was not the master of the Yang family. He was just a servant.    

When he saw Yang Shixiong, he still had to call him master. When he saw Yang Zihee and Yang Ziteng, he still had to call him young master.    

Uncle Chen was very tired, but he had lived a fulfilling life that he had never felt before.    

Ever since the death of the old master in Yang family, he had never thought that he would receive such attention.    

All of this was because of the young master. Although the young master had decisively left the Yang family, the fact that the Yang family was still alive was because of the glory brought by the words of the young master.    

Yang Mingshan regretted his decision. Ever since he knelt down in front of Yang Qiu and returned to the Yang family, he had shut himself in and never came out. He had changed all of his previous bad habits and tried his best to help Uncle Chen tidy up his family.    

He did not divorce Du Yumei. Du Yumei had changed a lot. She had washed away all the lead and all kinds of evil had disappeared from her body.    

People could change. Bad people could become good, good people could also become bad, and bad people could also become even worse.    

Yang Mingshan and Du Yumei were changing, but some other people from the Yang family were gliding towards the abyss of the devil, getting further and further away.    

Du Shixiong had become much more obedient recently, and he had basically given all the power in his family to Uncle Chen. Although he had been unconvinced and had been suppressing his resentment, a cunning man like him would never make a wrong decision at this time.    

However, his son could not tolerate this heart-gouging stimulation.    

Yang Ziteng had become much thinner recently. Ever since he was slapped half to death by Yang Qiu, he wished he could skin Yang Qiu alive and pull out his tendons.    

However, all of his revenge methods only existed in his mind. Yang Qiu had already left him a distance that he would never be able to keep up with.    

He hated, he hated!    

Every day, it was as if he was living a life worse than death. All kinds of malicious thoughts kept churning in his heart. However, he could not turn these thoughts into reality.    

Thus, he could only go mad from his resentment.    

Until one day, he met a few people.    

A few mysterious, powerful people with cold auras all over their bodies.    

He knew that his chance to take revenge on Yang Qiu had come.    

He was waiting for this opportunity. Every day was like a year, waiting for hatred to rush into his head.    

All of this happened tonight.    

"Uncle Chen, do you think I will do this?"    

Yang Hanchen was still living in the butler's room of the Yang family's backyard. Yang Mingshan and Du Yumei were standing respectfully in front of him. Yang Mingshan was also holding an account book in his hand. On it were the daily expenses and transactions of the Yang family for the past month. There were also the dividends of each room for the past month.    

Yang Mingshan was very serious in his studies while Du Yumei was helping him at home. She even cooked personally and cleaned the courtyard.    

Uncle Chen's wrinkled face was full of tiredness. After all, he was not a businessman. A company with billions of assets. Even if there were professionals running it, no one dared to dig a hole in Yang family. However, all kinds of accounts still made him feel exhausted.    

"Seventh Master, I've said it. You can make the decision yourself. You don't have to ask me. Seventh Young Madam, Seventh Young Madam. . . You don't have to do this. Please take a seat. "    

Du Yumei smiled faintly at Uncle Chen with some fear. Her face without makeup looked much more comfortable than with makeup.    

"Uncle Chen, you can do whatever you want. Don't worry about me. I have let Yang family down, I have let you down, and I have also let you down. I am even more sorry. . . Yang Qiu. "    

At this point, tears silently flowed out of Du Yumei's eyes. Uncle Chen sighed sadly. Yang Mingshan, however, glared at Du Yumei and shouted.    

"Shut up. What's the use of saying all this now? Yang Qiu has his own sky. Now we have to atone for our sins. We have to seriously learn how to be a person, learn how to do things, and pour tea!"    

Du Yumei immediately wiped away her tears and turned around to pour tea.    

"Uncle Chen, can I really follow you to the company to take a look tomorrow?"    

Yang Mingshan carefully looked at Uncle Chen and said. Yang Hanchen sighed and nodded.    

"Master Qi, I can see that you have truly regretted your decision these past few months. You are the smartest person in the Yang family. Master had always wanted to pass the family down to you. Unfortunately, you have never done proper work. "    

Yang Mingshan was shocked. He stared at Yang Hanchen for a long time and then lowered his head in regret.    

Yang Hanchen said with a smile.    

"Alright, let's not talk about this anymore. Some things had already been settled, even if young master Yang Qiu didn't return. We can still hold up the Yang family for a month. Follow me and familiarize yourself with the management of the company. You will enter the company next month. First, you will be a deputy. I believe that with Seventh Master's intelligence. . . In less than three years, you will definitely be able to take over the Yang family. At that time, my old bones. . . Then you can retire completely. "    

Yang Mingshan lowered his head and remained silent. Suddenly, he knelt down in front of Yang Hanchen and said while gritting his teeth.    

"Uncle Chen, you are the father and mother of Yang family. I. . . You will be my foster father. From now on, you will live in Yang family. I will take care of you until you die. "    

Yang Hanchen felt touched. If he knew this would happen, the Yang family wouldn't be as powerful as today.    

He sighed in his heart and stood up to help Yang Mingshan up.    

Du Yumei walked over with a cup of tea in her hand. Just as she put down the cup of tea in her hand, the door was kicked open with a bang.    

Yang Hanchen was furious. He suddenly looked up and saw Yang Ziteng walking in with a gloomy smile on his pale and thin face.    

Behind him were three people who were wearing strange clothes and were emitting a cold aura.    

"Yang Ziteng, what are you doing?"    

Uncle Chen was a martial artist, and his intuition was the most sensitive. The three guys who were emitting cold air were obviously not ordinary people. It gave him a bad feeling, so he took a step forward and blocked Yang Mingshan and his wife behind him.    

Yang Zihee's pale face turned red. He looked at Yang Hanchen with a sinister smile and said with hatred.    

"You old b * tch, how dare you call me by my name? Have you forgotten your identity? You are just a dog of my Yang family. How dare you bark at your master? Damn it!"    

Yang Mingshan's face turned red from anger. He let out a cold snort and stood up from behind Uncle Chen.    

"Ziteng, why are you talking to Uncle Chen? Do you have any more tutoring? "    

Yang Ziteng suddenly burst into laughter. His eyes were like a hungry wolf staring at Yang Mingshan.    

"Seventh Uncle, hehe, why are you so obedient now? Aren't you going to find a woman? Hehe, if you don't go out, how can we have the chance to be intimate with our sexy and beautiful Seventh Aunt? "    

Yang Mingshan suddenly became furious. He reached out his hand to fan Yang Ziteng's face, but when his hand was halfway to Yang Ziteng's face, he suddenly screamed. It was as if there was an invisible hand grabbing his wrist.    

Yang Mingshan's wrist twisted at an impossible angle.    

"You!"    

A faintly discernible aura enveloped the entire room. They could no longer see what was happening inside, nor could they hear anything.    

This was the Barrier.