One person: Starting with the Rumble-Rumble Fruit, his grandmaster uncle emerges from seclusion.

"Well, the company has indeed received the report. But according to the police report, Jin Chan Ge was indeed shut down for suspected illegal activities..."

"As for business disputes, that's legitimate market competition. Our company shouldn't interfere too much in the financial affairs of these families, right?"

"Stop trying to smooth things over!"

Wang Ai wasn't buying it at all, and angrily cursed, "Zhao Fangxu! If you can't give us an explanation today, the Wang family and the Lü family will absolutely not stand for it!"

……

Faced with these two persistent and annoying men, Zhao Fangxu pretended to be crazy and stalled for the entire morning.

The meeting finally ended, but he didn't even have time to eat lunch.

Two o'clock in the afternoon.

A low-profile Hongqi sedan hurriedly drove into the gate of Xishan Manor.

Zhao Fangxu, heavily pregnant and carrying a briefcase, practically ran into the backyard of the manor.

"Uncle Zhang! My dear uncle!"

Before he even arrived, Zhao Fangxu's wailing, choked with sobs, could already be heard.

Zhang Tianyi was sitting on a recliner under the grape trellis, watering a pot of orchids with a watering can.

Seeing Zhao Fangxu's grief-stricken appearance, Zhang Tianyi raised an eyebrow.

"Hey, Xiao Zhao."

"In this sweltering heat, instead of giving orders from your air-conditioned room, you've come here to wail and lament?"

Zhao Fangxu rushed over to Zhang Tianyi in a few steps, plopped down on the stone bench, and looked miserable.

"Uncle Zhang, you have to save me!"

"Those two old bastards, Wang Ai and Lü Ci, almost devoured me alive at the board meeting today!"

"They insist that the company step in to punish Feng Zhenghao, and they even say that our company is not doing its job. These two old men are putting pressure on us, and now the board of directors is wavering. I'm caught in the middle, and I'm being bullied by both sides!"

While pouring out his grievances, Zhao Fangxu secretly observed Zhang Tianyi's expression.

They were hoping that this gentleman would show a little kindness and step in to intimidate those two old bastards.

however.

Zhang Tianyi simply put down the kettle and slowly took a towel to wipe his hands.

He looked at Zhao Fangxu with an irritating "it's none of my business" smile on his face.

"Little Zhao."

Zhang Tianyi patted Zhao Fangxu's chubby shoulder earnestly:

"You're wrong about that."

"Who are you? You're the chairman of All-Knowing, the person in charge of the supernatural world!"

"Is it reasonable for someone to come to me, a retired centenarian, to cry and complain about every little bit of stress?"

Zhang Tianyi leaned back in the recliner, spread his hands, and kicked the ball back.

"My current identity is that of a leisurely Taoist priest who is here in Beijing for sightseeing."

"What Ten Elders, what Board of Directors? Those are matters for your government to worry about. How could I overstep my bounds?"

Zhao Fangxu was dumbfounded: "No... Uncle Zhang, this whole thing started because of you! You can't just abandon me!"

"How could I not care about you?"

Zhang Tianyi suddenly sat up straight, clenched her fist seriously, and gave Zhao Fangxu an encouraging look:

"Xiao Zhao, the organization has great confidence in your work ability!"

"If those two old guys dare to argue with you again, then show your authority as chairman! Give them a good beating!"

Zhang Tianyi patted his chest and confidently painted a rosy picture:

"Go for it! I'm here to support you and cheer you on! What are you afraid of?"

Zhao Fangxu: "..."

Moral support?!

What good is moral support to me?!

Can it withstand the impeachment by the Ten Elders?!

Zhao Fangxu wanted to cry but had no tears.

He finally understood: this guy was a real tightwad; there was no way he'd willingly invite trouble!

"Ugh……"

Zhao Fangxu sighed heavily, knowing that there was no hope for this.

He rubbed his throbbing temples, and the fat on his face sagged.

“Uncle Zhang, since you’re not going to get involved, I’ll have to take responsibility for this myself.”

"but……"

Zhao Fangxu took a deep breath, his tone suddenly became serious, and even his posture became much more upright.

"I'm here today because there's something even more important that I need to discuss with you."

"Oh?" Zhang Tianyi replied casually.

"One week later."

Zhao Fangxu pushed up his glasses, his eyes filled with seriousness.

"High-ranking members of the Extraordinary from all over the world will gather in Beijing for a top-level international meeting."

Zhang Tianyi didn't care and picked up his teacup: "So what if there's a meeting? What does it have to do with me?"

"Uncle Zhang, this is no ordinary meeting."

Zhao Fangxu said in a very serious tone:

"Even that mysterious King Nathan will be participating this time!"

Chapter 222 This kind of show of divine intervention in front of others, I, the Daoist, must lend a hand!

Under the grape trellis at Xishan Manor, a few early autumn leaves occasionally twirl and drift down.

Upon hearing "King Nathan," Zhang Tianyi's eyelids, which had been drooping, finally lifted slightly.

"The Ruan Feng that Qu Tong mentioned seems to be on Nathan Island."

Zhang Tianyi pondered this secretly.

He placed the purple clay teacup on the table, making a crisp clinking sound.

"International meeting?"

Zhang Tianyi's lips curled into a knowing smile:

"What's up, Xiao Zhao? Your business scope is usually quite broad, isn't it? You've even expanded beyond Asia and gone global?"

Zhao Fangxu gave a wry smile, quickly shifted his position, and stepped closer to explain:

"Uncle Zhang, please stop teasing me. This isn't business development at all; it's a public relations test without bloodshed!"

"These overseas supernatural organizations have always been arrogant and haughty. Things like the European Alchemists' Association, the North American Supernatural Abilities Alliance, and that most mysterious Nathan Island force..."

Zhao Fangxu raised his hand and rubbed his chubby face, his tone filled with utter helplessness:

"Normally, people just exchange emails and go through the motions internationally. But this time is different. King Nathan personally led a delegation to China, ostensibly for cultural exchange, but what is it really like?"

"These foreigners are here to probe! They want to see how deep the Chinese supernatural community is now, and also try to squeeze out more international resources at the negotiating table!"

Upon hearing this, Zhang Tianyi grabbed a handful of sunflower seeds from the table and started cracking them open.

"Let them probe. Don't we have the Ten Elders in our country?"

"If you put those old men in Tang suits, have them sit at the conference table, blow their beards, and glare at you, wouldn't that be quite intimidating?"

"Oh my dear uncle!"

Zhao Fangxu was so anxious that he kept slapping his thigh.

"Normally, behind closed doors in China, the Ten Elders can certainly hold their own. But in international settings like this, what matters is absolute hard power!"

"Wang Ai and Lü Ci are both experts at infighting and seizing territory."

"If we really put them to the test of strength against those blond, blue-eyed, violence-obsessed overseas monsters, I'm afraid they wouldn't be able to hold their own!"

Zhao Fangxu took a deep breath, finally revealing his true intentions; his round face was filled with pleading.

"So, the board of directors held an emergency meeting overnight. Everyone agreed that..."

"Looking across the entire land of China, only you, Master Tian Shu, can subdue these foreigners with your mere aura!"

Zhang Tianyi stopped eating sunflower seeds.

"You want me to go and keep things in order?"

Zhao Fangxu held his breath, staring nervously at Zhang Tianyi's face, afraid that this living ancestor would refuse outright.

After all, this guy hates trouble the most, and getting him to do something serious is harder than climbing to heaven.

however.

To Zhao Fangxu's surprise...

Zhang Tianyi not only didn't refuse, but actually seemed a little excited.

"Go! Why wouldn't you go?!"

Zhang Tianyi sat up straight on the recliner, his tone full of barely suppressed eagerness.

"How could I, Dao Ye, be absent from such a grand stage where the highest-ranking figures in the world of supernatural beings gather?"

Zhao Fangxu was stunned: "Uncle Zhang...? You agreed?"

"nonsense!"