I Inherited 5,000 Years of Family Property

"No, no, no, you've got it all wrong!" Seeing the expressions on their faces, Zhang Menglong immediately guessed what they were all thinking.

Everyone at the scene had noticed when he and Emma left earlier; all the people there were from the top tier of society, and such occurrences were nothing out of the ordinary for them.

One was a globally famous actress, and the other was a mysterious young man with immeasurable wealth. It was perfectly normal for these two to get together!

As for whether Zhang Menglong had a girlfriend, did it matter? Even those who were married still messed around, so having a girlfriend meant nothing!

Calculating the time Zhang Menglong had been gone, it would have been a bit of a rush to do 'that' unless he was a quick shooter. But if it were done in another way, then the time was more than sufficient. Combined with the white fluid on Zhang Menglong's pants, everything seemed to fall into place naturally.

"Congratulations, Mr. Zhang, Emma Watson is the target of many, and just now that Prince Harrison has been pining after her for many years. Who would've thought she'd fall for your jeans!" a Huaxia tycoon smirked.

Zhang Menglong had some recollection of this man, named Lu Fei. He used to be a professional Esports player and later spent some time as a streamer. Leveraging the wealth he had accumulated over the years, he surprisingly started some businesses. In just a few years, he consolidated the Esports industry in Huaxia and built a not-so-small business empire.

Although he couldn't compare with the likes of Ma Yun, Ma Hua, or Li Hong, LuFei still had a net worth of several billion US dollars, making him quite outstanding among the younger crowd.

"No, listen to me explain, it's not what you think, it's yogurt! Don't believe me? I'll eat it and show you!" Zhang Menglong dipped a finger into the stain on his pants and then put it in his mouth.

"See, it's really yogurt, sour and sweet!"

Although Zhang Menglong was trying hard to prove his innocence, no one believed him. A man and a woman disappeared for a while, and the man returned with a white fluid on him—who would believe it was yogurt?

When they thought about Zhang Menglong possibly eating 'that', the group grimaced, finding it hard to put their feelings into words. Was messing around with a female star worth vindicating himself in such a shameful way?

"Mr. Zhang, there's really no need, truly no need!"

"Yeah! We all get it!"

"Don't worry, as long as you don't come to take over our companies, we absolutely won't tell your girlfriend about this! We swear!"

"Right! And about you eating 'that thing' just now, we won't breathe a word of it to anyone else either!"

"I'm..." Zhang Menglong was almost exploding with frustration. What on earth was going on in these people's minds? Couldn't they keep their thoughts clean?

"I'll go change my clothes first!" Zhang Menglong pressed down the rage in his heart, fearing that if he waited any longer, he might lose control and let Ye Yin slaughter them all!
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Before long, Zhang Menglong returned to the venue wearing a clean suit, though it wasn't one prepared by the Rothschild family, but rather sent by the Dorellas family.

"Whew!" Zhang Menglong took a deep breath, as Ma Hua and the others were still secretly watching him from the same spot as before.

"So, Mr. Zhang, these Westerners have a certain flair, don't they?" Ma Hua laughed. "A few years ago, I attended a charity gala and met Anne Hathaway. Tsk, tsk, that figure, those curves, truly a goddess!"

"Damn, one can tell you're a lech just by opening your mouth!" Zhang Menglong couldn't help but mutter. He was, of course, familiar with the name Anne Hathaway, and calling her a goddess wasn't an exaggeration at all. But how daring was Ma Hua to say such things—did his wife know about this?

"It seems you've been waiting for me for some time!" Zhang Menglong felt it was better not to continue this inappropriate conversation any longer, or his pure and innocent self might get corrupted by them.

"Yes, this should be our first formal meeting, right?" Ma Hua and Li Hong reached out to shake hands with Zhang Menglong in succession.

"And Mr. Ma, I've long admired your illustrious name," Zhang Menglong said with cutting sharpness, "but your company hasn't been having the best of times lately, has it?"

Ma Yun's face changed, as everyone knew that their originally planned listing for Mari Group had hit multiple snags this year, due to touching some untouchable things, and he had been furiously denounced as a blood-sucking capitalist.

This was actually an unspoken truth, but out of face-saving concerns, no one would bring it up openly.

"This is where I must criticize you, President Ma; those tricks that Western Wall Street has played out, you still bring them to Huaxia—it's just too low-level," Zhang Menglong shook his head, "Our country's socialism is so good, why must you touch the lines of capitalism? And what's with this 996, turning all those post-90s into what kind of state?"

Zhang Menglong had no doubt that if he didn't have this enormous family enterprise, even if he found work at a big factory, he would inevitably face a 996 working schedule.

Being lectured like this by someone two generations his junior was a hard pill for Ma Yun to swallow, but he had no courage to argue with Zhang Menglong. Zhang Menglong could easily pull out two elements of 500 billion US dollars to buy out Ma Hua and Li Hong's shares; likewise, he could potentially obtain one trillion US dollars to take over his entire Alibaba Group.

This was a man he couldn't afford to offend!

"But it's not all bad," Zhang Menglong joked, "you could try expanding your company overseas, especially to Western countries. They're taking it easy there, just slacking off at work every day. I think they should also experience a good dose of the 996 poison!"

"Hehehe..." Faced with Zhang Menglong's unabashed and incisive words, Ma Hua and the others could only force a smile.

"What's so funny? It's not like you guys don't do 996 as well," Zhang Menglong rolled his eyes, not because he was being difficult for no reason, but because such behavior was in fact a violation of labor laws. Yet, in their mouths, it's glorified as some kind of blessing, some form of young people's striving.

No matter how nice they sugarcoat it, it's nothing more than rhetoric to cloak their vampiric actions. Others need to work to support themselves; at most, they might vent online as keyboard warriors. But Zhang Menglong didn't need to; if something rubbed him the wrong way, he was going to speak out!

"Hehehe, Mr. Zhang, isn't your company the same?" Having been reprimanded repeatedly by Zhang Menglong, Ma Yun, despite his patience, was getting irritated.

"That's true," Zhang Menglong nodded. He never concerned himself with the company's affairs because those matters were managed by others; he was merely a hands-off superintendent.

Zhang Menglong picked up his phone and dialed Hong Yi's number directly. At this hour, Hong Yi should already be up.

"Mr. Zhang, what's the matter?" Hong Yi asked.

"Oh, I'm thinking of setting an example for a few people," Zhang Menglong said. "Are there many companies under my name that follow a 996 working schedule?"

"Yes, Mr. Zhang," Hong Yi replied, "approximately 20% of the enterprises are running on a 996 schedule."

"Damn, am I also a vampire?" Zhang Menglong said in frustration. "Starting today, the 996 work schedule is to be abolished, reverted to 955. If overtime is required, double overtime pay is to be given. If someone works overtime without compensation, treat it the same as being late or leaving early and dock their pay!"

Listenting to Zhang Menglong's words, the mouths of Ma Yun and the others twitched. Could you still run a business like this, could the company still develop?

"All right, Mr. Zhang," Hong Yi said. "However, adopting this approach will greatly increase the labor cost for that portion of your enterprises, and your annual profits will decrease by 0.25%."

"That little?" Zhang Menglong was somewhat surprised.

"Mr. Zhang, most of your revenue doesn't rely on these companies. It's the land you own all over the world that makes the most money. And even though 0.25% seems small, it's still a very large number, roughly around a hundred billion US dollars."

"Oh, then let it be so!" Zhang Menglong hung up the phone.

"Alright!" Zhang Menglong looked at Ma Yun and the others and said, "I've already set a good example. Are you going to follow suit?"