This son-in-law is wicked in a good way!

Zhang Ping'an pondered for a moment.

"No, not only should we prevent them from returning, we should also intensify our propaganda efforts!"

Ning Chen looked up at him, a puzzled expression on his face: "My lord, why?"

Zhang Ping'an chuckled: "Don't ask, just do as I say."

"Yes," Ning Chen replied, bowing his head. Then he looked up and asked, "Sir, should we change the slogan?"

Zhang Ping'an thought for a moment and said, "No need for that. Just add one more thing: Wenhua Garden is a superior residence that will sell out in a day. You'll regret it if you miss it."

"I'll take care of it right away!" Ning Chen took his leave.

After a night of fermentation, I believe Her Majesty the Empress will be happy tomorrow.

Night, the Imperial Music Bureau.

Since being thoroughly humiliated by Zhang Ping'an last time, Zhang Wu has refrained from coming for several days.

Moreover, he was a crude and uncouth martial artist. Although he hadn't achieved anything remarkable in martial arts, he ate a lot!

When a person eats a lot, their energy becomes particularly abundant, especially for young men, whose desires in certain areas become particularly strong.

Finally, Zhang Wu couldn't resist and went to the Jiaofangsi again.

Why must it be the Jiaofangsi (Imperial Music Bureau)?

Because of his status, he wouldn't look down on those other brothels!

"Oh, Mr. Zhang, it's been a long time!"

A young nobleman with deep-set eyes greeted him with a smile.

They're all from the same circle, and the three of them have hung out quite a few times. Zhang Wu knows a lot of people here.

"Young Master Wei, it's been a long time!"

Zhang Wu returned the greeting with a cupped hand.

The young master surnamed Wei winked at him and said, "By the way, Brother Qi will be here later too. It's been a long time since we've had a threesome. How about we have a game today?"

Zhang Wu immediately flashed a knowing smile: "Excellent!"

"Haha, come on, Brother Zhang, let's sit down and have a drink!"

"it is good."

After a few drinks, the two started chatting.

When young people chat, they mostly talk about the hottest gossip of the moment.

The most exciting thing right now is the mansion in Wenhua Garden.

"By the way, Brother Zhang, have you bought the house in Wenhua Garden yet?" Wei Ziping asked meaningfully, taking a sip of his drink.

"Hmph, only a fool would buy that house!" Zhang Wu knew that the house was owned by Zhang Ping'an, but he had never paid any attention to it and spoke ill of it to everyone he met.

Wei Ziping was taken aback, then burst into disdainful laughter: "Haha, Brother Zhang, you're really quite ignorant!"

"Do you know just how popular the residences in Mandarin Garden are right now?"

Zhang Wu frowned: "Is this really true?"

"Would I lie to you? They sold out in just one day. My dad tried everywhere to pull strings to buy one, but nothing worked."

Wei Ziping gave him a look that said, "You have no knowledge."

"Is this really true?" Zhang Wu was taken aback.

"It's just a house, is it really necessary?" Zhang Wu couldn't understand.

"Hehe, once you see it for yourself, I guarantee you won't say such things anymore," Wei Ziping chuckled.

I was hoping that, given the relationship between the Zhang family and Zhang Ping'an, this guy could help me put in a good word for Zhang Ping'an and leave him a house. It seems that the rumors that Zhang Ping'an has severed ties with the Zhang family are probably true.

Wei Ziping's gaze towards Zhang Wu suddenly took on a hint of disdain.

At this moment, a young man dressed in white walked in.

"Brother Qi, over here!" Wei Ziping stood up and waved.

The young man surnamed Qi walked over with a smile, and then bowed to Zhang Wu and Wei Ziping respectively.

"Oh, Mr. Zhang, it's been a long time!"

"It's been a few days, Brother Qi, you're still as dashing as ever!" Zhang Wu replied somewhat perfunctorily, preoccupied with his own thoughts.

The young man surnamed Qi didn't pay any attention. He sat down, had a drink, and then said, "By the way, Brother Zhang, I heard that Zhang Ping'an, who built the Wenhua Garden residential complex, is your younger brother? Is that true?"

Zhang Wu's expression immediately darkened further, and he lowered his head without saying a word.

"Hehe, Brother Qi, you also want to buy a house there, don't you?" Wei Ziping's single word "also" revealed his true thoughts.

"Haha, it seems Brother Wei is also interested in the houses in Wenhua Garden! I wonder if Brother Wei managed to buy one?"

"Sigh, let's not even talk about it! I was originally planning to wait and see, but then this afternoon they suddenly told me that everything was sold out!"

"I was hoping to see if Young Master Zhang could help me get one, but it turns out Young Master Zhang has never even heard of the Wenhua Garden residence!" Wei Ziping's face was full of contempt.

"Ah! That young master Zhang is indeed rather ignorant!" The young man surnamed Qi also showed some disdain on his face.

The three families were of similar social standing, so there was no need for them to flatter each other; their thoughts were directly expressed on their faces.

Zhang Wu suddenly stood up, cupped his hands in a respectful gesture, and said, "Gentlemen, I'm not in the mood tonight, so I'll take my leave!"

"No need to see me out."

The two simply sat and bowed to each other, neither of them standing up.

This made Zhang Wu's face even more gloomy.

Scenes like this happened in almost every restaurant and brothel in the capital.

Everyone was talking about the mansion in Wenhua Garden.

Some people who acted early and quickly bought houses instantly became the envy of everyone.

This made them extremely smug on their social media.

Of course, if WeChat Moments existed, countless people would be posting pictures of their homes tonight.

As for those with sharp eyes who bought several houses in advance, they will be excited, trembling, and shaking with excitement while holding their concubines at night.

At that moment, Zhang Wu had no other thoughts and went straight home.

"Mother, where is my father?"

Upon seeing Shen, Zhang Wu immediately asked what was going on, saying he needed to report this situation to Zhang Xuanling.

"Where's the study? What happened? You don't look well," Madam Shen asked with concern.

"I'm fine," Zhang Wu said quickly, and walked straight toward Zhang Xuanling's study.

dong dong!

Zhang Wu knocked on the door and said, "Father, your son requests an audience!"

"Come in!" Zhang Xuanling's authoritative voice came from inside.

Creak... Zhang Wu pushed open the door and went inside.

Zhang Xuanling sat behind his desk reading, the flickering candlelight casting a shadow on his face.

"Dad, have you heard about the house Zhang Ping'an built?"

Zhang Wu got straight to the point and asked directly.

Zhang Xuanling put down his book and looked calmly at Zhang Wu.

"Didn't I tell you not to get involved in Zhang Ping'an's affairs anymore? Why didn't you listen?"

"Father, I heard that the houses in Wenhua Garden sold out in just one day. Now many people want to sell but can't. Is that true?"

Although Zhang Xuanling sternly warned them not to provoke Zhang Ping'an.

Although they listened to the advice, not provoking him doesn't mean they wish Zhang Ping'an well.

They originally thought that Zhang Ping'an had spent so much money building a house in the south of the city, and that he would definitely lose everything. They were waiting to see him make a fool of himself.

As a result, Zhang Ping'an's house became a highly sought-after commodity in the entire capital, and everyone wanted to curry favor with him to buy it.

The huge gap was something Zhang Wu found hard to accept.

Why is it that Zhang Ping'an can succeed at everything he does?

He's a complete waste of space!

After leaving the Zhang family, shouldn't this good-for-nothing become like a rat crossing the street, hated and beaten by everyone?

How come he's doing better and better, and now many high-ranking officials are begging him for favors?