All the heavens begin with the love in the courtyard.

Guo Zhenyuan sighed helplessly, looking at Liu Feng sitting on the sofa next to him with his legs crossed. He was speechless. He stood up and asked the lawyer and the others to leave before walking to the balcony. He silently watched the colorful and decadent night scene of Hong Kong. This was a world of money, which would generate all kinds of desires that would devour people. He was clearly not interested in these things, so why was it him?

I had no choice in the matter!

Guo Zhenyuan sighed helplessly. He knew why the old man had chosen him: because he had no ambition, could protect the family, and would not let the Guo Group become a flash in the pan. Therefore, he had no choice but to accept this responsibility.

Guo Zhenyuan sighed, rubbed his eyelids, and walked into the living room. He saw Liu Feng sitting on the sofa, secretly eating snacks. He then remembered that he and Liu Feng hadn't eaten all day in their haste. Suddenly remembering something, he smiled and said to Liu Feng.

"Come on, I'll treat you to a late-night snack and have a drink with me!"

Upon hearing that there was a late-night snack, Liu Feng quickly threw down the cookies in his hand and said, rather speechless.

"I thought you had an iron stomach? Didn't you feel hungry? Don't wealthy families like yours have private chefs? Just have the chef make something simple, it's already ten o'clock."

Guo Zhenyuan picked up his coat from the sofa and explained with a smile.

"Forget it, the old man has been in the hospital these past few days, so we've given the cooks at home a break. They've been in the family for decades, and we don't want to trouble them. Let's go, I'll take you to eat some local specialties from the port city. I haven't had them in many years, and I suddenly remembered them and I really miss them."

Guo Zhenyuan and Liu Feng left one after the other. Hong Kong's nightlife is famously vibrant, but Guo Zhenyuan isn't into it, and Liu Feng isn't particularly interested either. So, despite the many times the two have been to Hong Kong, Guo Zhenyuan has never taken him to a nightclub.

Guo Zhenyuan is already forty-one years old this year, but he is still not married. It is indeed generous of the old man to hand over the Guo Group to such a bachelor.

Although this guy is unmarried and his bald patch is getting worse, he has no shortage of romantic relationships.

In the years Liu Feng had known Guo Zhenyuan, he had gone through more than a dozen secretaries, all of whom were fair-skinned and beautiful, but none of them had become his official girlfriend. This made Liu Feng a little curious. Once, when he was puzzled, he asked about it. Guo Zhenyuan shook his head with a wry smile, not wanting to talk about the topic.

If you don't want to ask, then don't. Anyway, my son Liu Peng has already recognized Guo Zhenyuan as his godfather. If all else fails, I can let that kid take care of him in his old age and see him off when he dies.

The two drove an ordinary Toyota from the garage. Guo Zhenyuan led the way, driving around the city center of the port for almost half an hour before finally stopping in front of a small alley. This was clearly a residential area, with old houses and dim lighting, but there were quite a few people. In the distance were tall buildings, brightly lit, forming a stark contrast with the area.

Parking was difficult in this area, and after circling around several times, we finally found an empty spot on the side of the street. We parked the car and got out one after the other.

As soon as he got off the bus, Liu Feng frowned. Looking down, he saw that he had stepped on a leftover boxed lunch. It was soupy and slippery, so Liu Feng kicked the sole of his shoe in annoyance. Guo Zhenyuan next to him laughed heartily.

Guo Zhenyuan led Liu Feng into the alley, introducing the area to him as he went.

"Old Liu, let me tell you, I know every street and alley here very well, you know why?"

Guo Zhenyuan called Liu Feng "Old Liu," and Liu Feng called Guo Zhenyuan "Old Guo." The two were already used to it. Liu Feng could tell from the moment Guo Zhenyuan got out of the car that he was very familiar with this area and must have lived here for a long time. But since the other person wanted to talk about this topic, he couldn't interrupt and could only smile and shake his head.

As Guo Zhenyuan walked, he pointed to a stall ahead and said.

"That stall sold beef offal. The owner was really beautiful back then. I would deliberately go to her place to eat beef offal very late every day. When no one was around, I would intentionally drop my chopsticks in front of her and make her pick them up for me. Every time she bent over, her big breasts... wow, I still can't get enough of that feeling now!"

Seeing Guo Zhenyuan's lecherous face, Liu Feng was speechless. He hadn't expected the guy to have this past!

Guo Zhenyuan continued his incessant rambling.

“My maternal grandparents live here. When I was about ten years old, my mother passed away. I have lived here ever since. It wasn’t until I graduated from university that my grandfather remembered that he had a son and wanted me to join the Guo Group. But at that time, I was very disgusted with him, so I always chose to work on my own. When I was young, I didn’t know anything and thought business was easy. As a result, I lost money for ten years in a row.”

When Guo Zhenyuan talks about that past now, he does so with a self-deprecating tone, clearly indicating that he has already said goodbye to the past.

As they were talking, the two arrived at the beef offal stall that Guo Zhenyuan had mentioned. At that moment, there were already several people gathered around the stall buying beef offal.

Liu Feng and Guo Zhenyuan squeezed in, and as soon as they entered, a round-faced man greeted them with a smile.

"Handsome, want some beef offal?"

The two looked at each other, said nothing, and turned to leave in disappointment.

There are no beautiful women there, only women with big waists.

Guo Zhenyuan walked several steps before turning back to look at the offal stall, and said to Liu Feng with a complicated expression.

"Forget it, my childhood memories are ruined. Let's go, I'll take you to eat something really delicious, a place that no one goes to."

As he spoke, Guo Zhenyuan led Liu Feng around in the alley, and soon the crowds had thinned out. Finally, the two stopped in front of a dilapidated tin shack.

The house was a makeshift structure, just a tin shed, with a streetlight at the entrance that flickered, clearly indicating it hadn't been maintained for a long time.

Under the dim light, the rusty iron sheet and the dilapidated doorway looked like they were about to collapse. This house has been around for quite some time!

Guo Zhenyuan stood in front of the tin shed, filled with emotion, and pointed to a spot by the door.

There used to be a sign at this entrance, but what happened to it?

Liu Feng rolled his eyes at him, pointed at the dilapidated tin shack and the desolate surrounding area, and cursed.

"Old Guo, don't you even look at this godforsaken place? Doing business here, you'd go bankrupt! You must have the wrong address."

Upon hearing Liu Feng's words, Guo Zhenyuan scratched his head in confusion, took two steps back, carefully looked around the area, and finally nodded at the tin-roofed house, confirming his point.

"This is it! I came here about twenty years ago. Although it's remote, Grandma Wang's braised pork offal was really delicious. I'm not afraid to admit it, I've lived for forty years and I still remember the taste. I've eaten all kinds of delicacies over the years, but the taste of that braised pork offal—sweet, sour, numbing, and fragrant—is unforgettable and leaves you wanting more. I'll remember it for the rest of my life, really."

Hearing Guo Zhenyuan's confident words, Liu Feng was somewhat dismissive. Could Guo Zhenyuan possibly be better at cooking than him?

Seeing Liu Feng's disbelieving expression, Guo Zhenyuan seemed hurt, and raised his voice to defend himself.

"Old Liu, I've eaten your cooking, and it's indeed very good, even better than my family's private chef. But when it comes to unforgettable flavors, I'm not exaggerating, but your flavors are something I can't remember for a lifetime."

Seeing Guo Zhenyuan's serious expression, Liu Feng suddenly became interested. Was it true or not?

Having traveled to so many parts of the world, and having tasted countless delicacies and studied almost every school of cooking, Guo Zhenyuan's culinary skills must have been unique to him.

Thinking of this, Liu Feng became interested and quickly stepped forward. He peeked into the house through the crack in the door. It seemed that someone had lived there. Thinking of this, he knocked on the tin door. The tin door made a crisp clanging sound, which was extremely jarring in the darkness.

After knocking several times and finding no one inside, Liu Feng said to Guo Zhenyuan with some disappointment.

"It seems like no one's here anymore, Lao Guo. I guess the old man has already passed away. What a pity! Let's go!"

Guo Zhenyuan was also somewhat disappointed and sighed.

"I think so. More than twenty years ago, Granny Wang looked to be over seventy. If she were still alive now, she would be almost a hundred. Oh well, let's go. What a pity!"

Just as the two were about to turn back, an old voice suddenly rang out from inside the house, drifting slowly through the darkness.

"Who...is knocking on the door...?"

Upon hearing this, the two were both startled and immediately stopped in their tracks. Guo Zhenyuan excitedly shouted into the house.

"Grandma Wang, Grandma Wang, is that you?"

Upon hearing Guo Zhenyuan's voice, rustling sounds of footsteps finally came from inside the house. Several minutes later, the door was slowly opened, and through the crack in the door, a shadow slowly lengthened, until finally a short, hunched figure appeared before the two.

The figure had a full head of white hair, wore an extremely plain blue short-sleeved shirt, and his hunched back made it almost impossible for him to lift his head. He lowered his head so that his appearance could not be seen clearly as he slowly walked out of the door.

Upon seeing this figure, a fleeting look of joy crossed Guo Zhenyuan's face. He then stepped forward, walked up to the old man, and, half-bowed, called out to him.

"Grandma Wang, it's me, Yuanzai! I don't know if you still remember me, but my maternal grandmother is Ding Amei. She used to bring me to your house to eat braised pork offal all the time!"

The white-haired old man listened to Guo Zhenyuan's words, his body hunched over, his expression unseen, his movements slow. After a long while, he seemed to remember something, stepped forward, tugged at Guo Zhenyuan's hand, raised his head, half-closed his eyes, and looked at Guo Zhenyuan with a smile. After a long while, he spoke in a weak voice.

"Yuanzi, you're home from school? Your grandma hasn't come to see me in ages!"

These few words startled Guo Zhenyuan, and his eyes immediately welled up with tears. His grandmother had been gone for over twenty years, but in her eyes, he was still a student.

Grandma Wang held Guo Zhenyuan's hand, and as she trembled, she seemed to remember something. She pulled him into the house, talking as she went.

"Yuanzi, did you get kicked out by your grandma again for being naughty? Have you eaten yet? Do you want some braised pork offal? Come on, come inside, I'll cook it for you."

Guo Zhenyuan was visibly agitated and unable to calm down; his face was covered in tears. He secretly wiped away his tears and helped Granny Wang into the house.

Seeing this scene, Liu Feng sighed inwardly. Beauty fades with time. Looking at the old woman's frail body, perhaps Granny Wang was a pretty young woman when she was young. Once people get old, their sense of time becomes blurred, their thinking gradually becomes rigid, until one day, they completely lose consciousness. He had experienced that feeling before.

Liu Feng was more interested in the braised pork that Guo Zhenyuan had longed for all his life. For him, every world now seemed like a journey through the mortal realm, and finding something that interested him was a kind of enjoyment.

What Liu Feng and Guo Zhenyuan didn't know was that when they left the Guo family mansion, Guo Lao Er, who had left first, sat alone in a luxury car on the street, coldly watching their car drive away before picking up his mobile phone and dialing a number.

The call was quickly connected, but there was no one speaking, only heavy breathing.

Guo Lao Er on the other end didn't speak either. After a long while, a heavy voice came from the other side.

"Second brother, are you really going to do this?"

The voice on the other end of the phone belonged to Boss Guo. His voice was deep, and he was clearly not in a good mood. Guo Lao Er stared ahead with a cold face, a fierce look flashing across his lips. After hearing Boss Guo's voice, he finally spoke slowly.

"Twenty minutes from now, on the second floor of Piaoxiang Pavilion. If you don't come, I'll take it as a sign you've given up!"

After saying that, Guo Lao Er hung up the phone, started the car, and drove off in another direction...!

Chapter Seventeen: A Thousand Cups of Wine Are Not Enough When Meeting a True Friend

In a private room on the second floor of Piaoxianglou, Guo Lao Er picked up a cup of tea, blew on it, and slowly took a sip.

Drinking tea should be something you do in a leisurely and relaxed state of mind, so that you can appreciate its subtle aroma and savor the myriad aspects of life.

But at this moment, Guo Lao Er's heart was pounding. The tea he drank was like a surging wave in his stomach, and a wicked fire was rising. He was going to do something big today, something that could change his fate for the next life.

Regarding the matter of taking action, the two Guo brothers were indeed of one mind. Five years ago, the eldest brother had bribed a nurse to try to harm the old man, but at the last moment, the second brother discovered it. From then on, this matter became a handle for the second brother to use against his elder brother.

After negotiations, the two brothers agreed that whoever received the old man's inheritance in the future would have to give one-third to the other. They even signed a secret agreement.

But they never expected that after planning for so long and fighting for so many years, the one who benefited in their eyes was someone who had already been eliminated.

How can we tolerate this?

Yes, we can't stand it!

Therefore, Guo Lao Er decided to complete the mission that Guo Lao Da had failed to accomplish five years ago: Guo Lao San must die!

When Guo Lao Er left, he had already exchanged glances with Guo Lao Da. They both understood each other's meaning, so when Guo Lao Er made the call, Guo Lao Da understood almost instantly.

In this matter, Guo Lao Er must find Guo Lao Da to share the risks together. Only by sharing the risks can everyone share the benefits equally.

Just then, the door to the private room was pushed open, and Guo Laoda, wearing a top hat, walked slowly into the room with his head down. Without saying a word, he sat down opposite Guo Lao Er.

The two brothers sat there silently for a while before Guo Lao Er finally tapped the table and spoke.

"I've made arrangements. The car accident is tonight!"

Guo Laoda's body trembled slightly, then he calmed down, took a deep breath, nodded, and then said nothing more.

Guo Lao Er picked up another cup of tea, took a sip, glanced sideways at Guo Lao Da's pretentious manner, a mocking smile appeared on his lips, and put down the cup before speaking in a nonchalant tone.

"Wanting to eat meat, but not wanting to leave the children, are you just dreaming?"

Upon hearing Guo Lao Er's words, Guo Lao Da's expression finally furrowed slightly. He then took off his top hat, placed it on the table, looked at Guo Lao Er opposite him, and finally revealed a cruel smile, speaking in an unfriendly tone.

"Don't worry, if he doesn't die in the car accident, my men will make sure he dies a natural death. Second brother, after this incident, we have nothing to do with each other anymore. Regarding the group shares, I hope you can withdraw. I can compensate you with cash!"

Guo Lao Er looked at his elder brother with a mocking expression. His elder brother was a famous smiling tiger. He guessed that even if he hadn't arranged this, the other party would have secretly sent someone to assassinate Guo Zhenyuan. It was true that the brothers were of one mind!

However, it's too early to talk about dividing the spoils before the matter is even settled. But Guo Lao Er knows that this is because his elder brother is wary of him.

Guo Lao Er shook his head, then stood up and said slowly.

"I want 10 billion in cash, plus the Guo Group's overseas real estate projects!"