I Inherited 5,000 Years of Family Property

Chapter 99 You Should Keep This Small Change



"What did I hear? I feel like I heard something I shouldn't have!"

"What are you talking about? Why can't I understand anything? (dog head to save my life)"

"The people watching today's live broadcast won't be killed tomorrow to silence them, will they?"

"It's so exciting, damn, I feel like I'm reading an economic history book."

"It can't be real, right? This is just too unbelievable, isn't it?"

"Guys, I just checked some information, and all the dates mentioned earlier perfectly match historical records. Even if it were a made-up story, it couldn't be this flawlessly seamless, right?"

"No, I still can't accept it. This is too preposterous. How could one person's power stand against the entire world's economy?"

"Exactly, this is just outrageous!"

Danmaku of different kinds floated around the live stream room. Although everything sounded logical and well-founded, it was just too outrageous, almost like someone telling you that deities exist in this world.

"I had no idea my grandfather was so badass!"

"Sss! Oh!" Suddenly, Wang Ling let out a bizarre scream from across.

"What's up with you? Did you ingest some aphrodisiacs?" Zhang Menglong glanced at him disapprovingly.

"Damn, dude, my jaw's dislocated!" Wang Ling moved his mouth and immediately grimaced in pain.

"Hahaha! That's killing me!"

"Awesome! Grandpa Zhang's stories just shocked Principal Wang's jaw out of place!"

"This is headline material right here. I've got the headline ready: 'Shock as Principal Wang's jaw dislocates, because of what Zhang Menglong did to him...'"

"Person above, report directly to UC headquarters tomorrow!"

"6666!"

"Shit, my jaw's dislocated too!"

"Hello, I am a doctor from Beilun City's Third Hospital. Our hospital suddenly had a bunch of patients with dislocated jaws come in. They asked me to watch this live broadcast, and now my jaw's dislocated too, waiting in line to get it fixed."

...

"Chief editor, big news, I will get all the data organized when I get back today and will publish it immediately!"

"Authenticity? I'm not sure, but this was said by Poladi. Whether it's true or not, it's major news!"

"Great! Even if I don't sleep tonight, I need to rush out 10 news articles!"

The reporters were each busier than the next.Nôv(el)B\\jnn

"So, about that startup capital you mentioned..." Zhang Menglong suddenly thought of something.

"After leaving Wall Street, your grandfather said I had helped him quite a bit and wanted to give me some reward," said Poladi, becoming visibly excited. "He just handed over the account he used for operations at that time to me."

"A lot of money?"

"According to the inflation rate at that time, it was about equivalent to 1.3 billion US dollars now!" said Poladi. "I later heard from my friends there that at today's market value, several trillion US dollars were cashed out, all the money even seemed to evaporate just like that."

"Damn, 1.3 billion US dollars," Wang Ling's jaw, which he had just forcefully snapped back into place, seemed to twitch again, as if tempted to dislocate anew. Even his dad couldn't pull out 1.3 billion US dollars that easily, let alone over five or six decades ago.

"Of course Mr. Zhang told me this. There was also a bit of change left in that account, which he couldn't be bothered to deal with anymore, so he told me to keep it and have fun with it." Read the latest on empire

"Just playing around and a few decades later he ended up as the world's richest man?" Wang Ling felt that his intelligence was somewhat lacking, as this was 1.3 billion US dollars they were talking about. In Zhang Menglong's grandfather's words, was this just spare change?

But upon further reflection, compared to those several trillion US dollars, 1.3 billion truly seemed like just spare change.

"Menglong, does your grandpa still need a grandson? Do I look like his godson? I'm not greedy for money, it's just that I like loose change," Wang Ling shamelessly said on the side.

"My grandpa doesn't need one, but I do," Zhang Menglong gave him a look of disdain, "How little ambition, letting such a small sum make you repent to be a grandson?"

"I'd even agree to be Mr. Zhang's grandson, not to mention being his grandfather's!" A group of netizens left behind envious tears.

"Mr. Zhang, is your grandfather still well?" Poladi asked.

"Ever since I can remember, I've never seen my grandfather," Zhang Menglong answered.

"Sorry, I was presumptuous," Poladi's eyes showed a trace of disappointment, it seemed he would no longer have the chance to meet him, "That's really too bad."

"Alright, Mr. Poladi, I'm going to have dinner with my friends, let's call it a day. If I have time later, I'll visit America to see you," seeing more and more reporters and onlookers outside the restaurant, Zhang Menglong felt somewhat uncomfortable.

Wasn't today supposed to be about discussing a movie with Wang Ling? How did it turn into this storm in a teacup? Although Zhang Menglong hadn't checked his phone, he figured the whole country was probably talking about this now.

"That would be an honor!" Poladi clearly didn't catch the perfunctory tone in Zhang Menglong's voice, "Then I await your visit, and will definitely do my utmost to welcome you!"

"Great," Zhang Menglong nodded with a smile.

"Oh, one more thing!" Poladi, who had taken a few steps out, suddenly turned back, "Mr. Zhang, even though your grandfather is no longer here, I still remember your family's kindness. My wealth is always at your disposal, and I will spare no effort if you need it!"

"6666!"

"Holy crap, that's 1.8 trillion US dollars! Calm down!"

"Doesn't this mean, Mr. Zhang could become the world's richest man anytime he wants?"

"Idiot! You think Mr. Zhang's assets are only 1.8 trillion US dollars? Use your brain, it's definitely way more!"

"Mr. Zhang truly is the world's richest man!"

"Damn! A world's richest man in his twenties!"

"Can't compete, ah, all roads lead to Rome, but he was born in Rome. Being reborn is indeed a skillful act."

"Mr. Poladi, I don't think that's necessary," Zhang Menglong chuckled, "Keep that change for yourself!"

"Change? Goddamn change!"

"I'm broke, can someone give me some change?"

"Is this even human speech?"

"Zhang Menglong is more badass than his grandfather! 1.3 billion US dollars is spare change, and in his generation, 1.8 trillion US dollars is also just spare change?"

"Help me up, my knees hurt from kneeling."

A faint twitch appeared on Poladi's face, but soon, his gaze flashed with a look of inevitability, as if to others the statement might seem utterly braggadocious.

But to Poladi, all of this was perfectly reasonable, because back then, he had almost witnessed everything.

Zhang Mo could easily acquire several trillion US dollars in the market back then, and even if that was their entire family wealth at the time, what about now? His assets had multiplied over a hundred times, the Zhang Family was probably close to owning the entire world, weren't they?

"I, Wang Ling, would call you a swagger god!"

"Why are you looking at me?" Zhang Menglong said to Wang Ling, "Is it my fault that I was reborn well?"


Tip: You can use left, right, A and D keyboard keys to browse between chapters.