Zhang Guohua, upon hearing this, felt as if he had been struck by lightning.
He looked at Zhang Yixin, his voice trembling, "You, do you really want your grandfather to kneel and kowtow to you?"
Zhang Yixin panicked and waved her hands repeatedly, "No, that's not it, Grandpa, your granddaughter wouldn't dare to have such thoughts."
How could she allow Zhang Guohua to kneel down? He was her own grandfather!
After speaking, Zhang Yixin quickly took a few steps forward and helped Zhang Jinhui and Zhang Nan stand up, "Quickly, get up."
And so, the two men stood up from the ground.
When a member of the Zhang Family stood, no one else dared to do so.
Wang Zhen looked around coldly and asked Zhang Yixin, "Miss Yixin, how do you think these people should be dealt with?"
"Ah?"
Zhang Yixin, who had never experienced such a situation, glanced at the tycoons sprawled on the ground, any one of whom was not inferior to her grandfather.
