C726 You Are too Naive

East of Zhongzhou, in the main hall of the Zhang family's villa.

Zhang Zhenguo sat upright on the main seat, holding a porcelain teacup in his hand. The tea in the cup was already cold, but he did not drink a single sip. It seemed like he had something on his mind.

At this moment, his eldest son, Zhang Chuxiong, walked in.

"Father. "

Zhang Zhenguo immediately put down his teacup and asked