Chapter Eighty-four: Being able to protect one's home is enough

  A dark shadow rushed towards Zhang Shidong from the depths of the garden, and the thick and hoarse cry also startled Fang Qian, Jiang Xue, and their mother, as well as the family's nanny who was busy in the kitchen.

  Outside the villa, a swift figure jumped over the fence from the gate and rushed towards Zhang Shidong, shouting: "Tuzi, retreat!"

  Zhang Shidong was not surprised at all, and smiled. A flash of killing intent that was even more ferocious than the Tibetan Mastiff's pounced over, and a Tibetan Mastiff that had finished jumping did not jump up again, but instead arched its body, like facing a great enemy, and made a low hum of battle.

  "Alright, go and have fun."

  Jiang Yongnian and his bodyguard rushed into the garden first, followed by Du Yuan, Jiang Xueyu, Fang Qian, and the nanny. The scene before them made them all subconsciously rub their eyes.

  Fierce tiger, a tiger that strangers dare not approach, is now crouching on the ground, revealing a satisfied expression that only appears when its owner pets it. Its large tongue lolls out, and it has returned to its canine nature, eagerly awaiting its owner's touch.

  An Nan, Jiang Yongnian's bodyguard and driver, looked at Zhang Shidong with a shocked expression. Hu Zi was brought back by Jiang Yongnian from Tibet, and it took him three months to get the tiger cub, which was only the size of a lion dog, to accept him. Now that Hu Zi had entered its mature period, no one except the Jiang family members could approach it, and even the nannies couldn't get close without being attacked. Only Jiang Yongnian or An Nan could feed it or do other things for it. But today, why did Hu Zi choose not to attack a stranger?

  "It's enough to just bark and show your teeth, no need to pounce on everyone you see, got it?" Zhang Shidong's words seemed to have a hint of instigation, but since he was talking to a dog, nobody had any objections. However, when Hu Zi appeared to nod in understanding and then swaggered back to its own house, everyone was left stunned.

  Jiang Yongnian furrowed his brow and interrogated: "You..."

  Zhang Shidong raised his hands in advance, making a gesture of surrender: "I used to raise dogs when I was young, and even raised a few military dogs in the army. I understand the temperament of dogs somewhat. A Tibetan Mastiff bound in a cage can only serve as a watchdog. Rather than keeping its useless ferocity and accidentally hurting people, it's better to completely eliminate it."

  Before Jiang Yongnian could speak, Anan, who had the deepest feelings for Hu Zi, was not having it. He thought Hu Zi was the strongest Tibetan Mastiff and, with a cold face, was about to pounce on Zhang Shidong.

  "Is a Tibetan Mastiff still a Tibetan Mastiff if it can't roam freely and hunt?"

  As a retired special forces soldier, Anan was taken aback by the words and stood there stunned. He walked to the doghouse, squatted down, stroked Hu Zi who was enjoying the warm sunlight, and didn't know what to say.

  As Jiang Yongnian walked into the house, he suddenly gave Du Yuan a very strange look. Just then, he hastily got up and saw a bizarre scene. Du Yuan, who was secretly observing Zhang Shidong, did not shout to alert him not to enter the garden at the first time. When he rushed towards the garden, in that instant, Du Yuan's expression was actually a smile, a cruel and excited smile.

  Jiang Yongnian hoped he was mistaken, but the scene kept swirling in his mind. The child he had watched grow up since childhood could be a deeply hidden black-bellied man? No, it's impossible, he must have misjudged, Xiaoyuan is a good kid, the ideal partner for his daughter, the two of them together would make the Tiandi Group prosperous, and they would have another child, giving him the most wealth, possessing everything...

  "Come on, Little Zhang, let's play a game of chess."

  Perhaps it was Jiang Yongnian digesting the negative impact of that scene, or perhaps it was because Zhang Shidong could tame the tiger cub, he received an invitation and sat in Du Yuan's previous position. Du Yuan then smiled calmly and stepped aside.

  As soon as Zhang Shidong saw Du Yuan's fingers tapping irregularly near his knee, he knew that despite his calm and composed appearance, he was actually very agitated inside, so much so that he could hardly control his emotions and needed a specific rhythm to calm himself down.

  Du Yuan was very upset, he thought he shouldn't have been slow to react just now. From his perspective, he should have seen Zhang Shidong open that door before Jiang Yongnian. His subconscious told him that this person is your love rival, you don't deserve to care about him, it's his own fault for wandering around without the owner's consent and getting hurt by the tiger, it serves him right, not worth sympathizing with.

  He felt that Jiang Yongnian seemed to have noticed something, and was very afraid. Afraid that his decade-long efforts would be in vain, resentful of himself for letting jealousy triumph over reason. If Zhang Shidong couldn't calm Hu Zi down, it meant he would be torn apart by a Tibetan Mastiff that had always been fed raw meat. When did he become so cold-blooded? Was it after knowing about Jiang Xueyu's close relationship with this man? Du Yuan didn't have an answer. He was just afraid that Jiang Yongnian would ask him. But as the new game began, he wasn't worried anymore, because Jiang Yongnian's attention had already been fully focused on the chessboard.

  At the beginning, Zhang Shidong directly picked up the cannon and knocked down the horse in front of him. He didn't mind being eaten by the opponent's car, picked up another cannon on the other side, and made the same move. Less than 15 seconds into the game, one side had no cannons, and the other side had no horses.

  Jiang Yongnian furrowed his brow, but he endured and didn't ask. Soon, he understood why. The young man in front of him wasn't ignorant of chess, but rather knew he wasn't skilled, so he simply played according to his personality, full of offense from the start, constantly launching attacks from the opening, not giving his opponent a chance to counterattack, and immediately choosing to sacrifice pawns when encountering any obstacles, without giving the other side any opportunity to fight back.

  Soon, after Jiang Yongnian stabilized his footing, Zhang Shidong was no longer in the way. Very quickly, only a small soldier remained, and his hometown was completely under Jiang Yongnian's control. As long as he wanted to, he could annihilate the opponent's old general at any time, but he didn't. Instead, he wanted to see how fierce Zhang Shidong would become.

  Soldiers keep advancing, no road ahead, still advancing, forcing the opponent to take the initiative to attack.

  The little soldier was eaten, the advisor was gone, and in the face of a dead end, Zhang Shidong's expression remained unchanged. He picked up his old marshal and walked directly to the opponent's car line area, waiting for the opponent to kill his own old marshal.

  "Another round!"

  In the first game, Zhang Shidong was killed without leaving any pieces behind. In the end, the chessboard was empty, and even the old general was eaten away.

  In the second round, Jiang Yongnian thought he would hold back, but Zhang Shidong was still ruthless, starting with a fierce attacking move, either die or surrender, fighting to see who was more ruthless and could intimidate or cut down the opponent.

  The second game Zhang Shidong lost even more miserably. Just look at his expression, from the moment he sat down to now, it's always been nonchalant. He plays chess ruthlessly without considering for more than three seconds, almost as soon as his opponent makes a move, he makes one too. At first, Jiang Yongnian wanted to say a few words, but thinking of his opponent's identity, he didn't bother. As the game ended and everyone sat down at the dinner table, Jiang Yongnian suddenly realized that his opponent was just a xiangqi novice, barely able to play like a six or seven year old who had just learned how to play chess, and still lost one or two games.

  It's people like this, with a calm demeanor that first puts themselves on guard, the strange opening and decisive attack makes them even more reserved. In fact, as long as they normally face him, this kid is playing what stinky chess, it's simply a collection of all the world's stinky chess. A proud Forbes top ten billionaire, being intimidated by the aura of a spoiled brat, if this gets out, wouldn't it be laughable?

  From this moment on, Jiang Yongnian began to notice Zhang Shidong and felt that there was something about him that he couldn't understand.

  Sitting at the table to eat, according to Huaxia's custom, when there are guests coming, after everyone has taken their seats as host and guest, even if they don't drink wine, they will still make a toast and exchange cups, politely chatting with each other, making the atmosphere extremely harmonious, finally ending dinner in half an hour to an hour.

  In the Jiang family, meals never lasted more than ten minutes, which was still a result of the many women in the household eating slowly and savoring their food.

  Du Yuan was very used to the Jiang family's habits, and Jiang Yongnian didn't change at all. When Jiang Xueyu wanted to remind Zhang Shidong, everyone had already sat down at the dinner table. With a loud "start eating" from Jiang Yongnian, chopsticks flew about, heads bowed in silence, arms waved as they picked up dishes, and mouths chomped down on rice, their eyes fixed only on the chopsticks and the food on the table.

  He was quick, Du Yuan wasn't slow either. Fang Qian and Jiang Xueyu were habitually drawn into this rhythm, silently eating their meal without a word. After taking a bite, they suddenly remembered that there was still a guest who had never eaten at home before, how could they have forgotten him?

  Jiang Xueyu raised her hand, and only then did she understand why she felt that there were no guests at the dinner table. Zhang Shidong's speed was in no way slower than Jiang Yongnian's. He put down his chopsticks, picked up a piece of food, and put it back down again, all with a steady rhythm. Every dish would be touched in sequence, followed by a word of praise.

  Three bowls of rice, five minutes later, when I went to get the soup spoon, Jiang Yongnian had just finished eating and was also going to get the soup spoon.

  Jiang Yongnian was stunned for a moment as the host, and during this time, Zhang Shidong picked up his spoon and scooped up a bowl of soup, gulping it down in one breath. Taking advantage of Jiang Yongnian not having finished his first bowl of soup, he scooped up another bowl.

  Not fast, not slow, neither gobbling nor pretending, just a normal meal. It can be seen that Zhang Shidong usually eats like this and has not received Jiang Xueyu's hint to deliberately practice.

  "Tomorrow there is a summit forum, you all accompany me to go."

  Jiang Yongnian didn't plan on letting Zhang Shidong go, but if he wanted to go, he wouldn't stop him. If you have strong fighting skills, go ahead and go, go get beaten up by those successful people again.

  With Du Yuan around, there was no need for Jiang Xueyu to see off the guests. Under Jiang Yongnian's arrangement, Zhang Shidong was sent by Du Yuan to a five-star hotel under the Tian Di Group.

  "Mr. Zhang, please take a good rest, if you need anything, just call the front desk, I've already instructed them. Originally, I wanted to show Mr. Zhang around here and play host properly, but it's really inconvenient that tonight I still have to sort out tomorrow's materials with Uncle Jiang..."

  For the whole day, Zhang Shidong was like a wooden puppet, playing the role of an insider with an outsider's perspective, watching Du Yuan perform and personally experiencing the feeling of being looked down upon. To be honest, it wasn't pleasant at all. But thinking about tonight, all his bad mood dissipated, humming a tune as he sent a text message to Jiang Xueyu: "Brother is washing white, tonight must steal fragrance and jade."

  "Come on, you're not afraid of being caught by Anan and having your legs broken, are you? Bring it on."

  Zhang Shidong muttered to himself as he walked into the bathroom: "A person must have one skill that is invincible in the world, otherwise when you encounter this group of living demons, you really can't do anything about them."