From a freeloader to a world leader

That night, after Sun Shan finished his performance, he took Zhang Yuliang to the No. 1 box.

I saw more than a dozen people sitting or standing in the spacious box.

The Baisha Sun family includes Sun Shan, Sun Bing, Sun Daping and Sun Ziyong who has always followed Sun Shan.

The Zhang family consists of the Zhang family's three sons, as well as the nephew Zhang Yutian who works as a manager at the Datong Chamber of Commerce.

The Sun family in Chenzhou seems to have four people.

Sun Shan knew Sun Ping and had dealt with him several times.

He seems to be a very shrewd and capable person. Whether doing business or handling matters, he is always flawless.

At this moment, he was standing up and standing next to a white-haired but energetic old man.

In addition, there was a father and son, one big and one small, who looked somewhat like the old man, looking at him with a smile.

At the tea table in the box, next to Yang Kehua, there was a young man.

Judging from the appearance and expression, he is somewhat similar to Yang Kehua.

Because it was a little early for dinner, and the main person, Sun Shan, had not arrived yet.

Everyone was sitting around the tea table, seemingly talking about something intimately.

"sorry Sorry!"

Sun Shan bowed and apologized twice, performing a scholarly ceremony: "I have something to do and cannot leave. I am sorry to have kept you waiting!"

In fact, when Sun Shan and Zhang Yuliang were performing just now, everyone had already arrived and had carefully studied Sun Shan's performance.

At this moment, no one knew what everyone was thinking, but everyone praised enthusiastically.

"Just keep busy with your own things. Your performance art is really amazing. We just watched it and it was such a feast for our eyes that we would be full even if we didn't eat!"

This is what the middle-aged man next to Mr. Bai said.

Just as he was trying to get close to them, Sun Shan noticed that the young man next to him and the young man next to Yang Kehua had their mouth corners slightly pulled down.

Seems a bit disdainful.

Especially the young people around Yang Kehua, they were dressed very flamboyantly, and it was obvious at first glance that their clothes were extraordinary, whether from the fabrics or the craftsmanship.

Sun Shan exchanged a few pleasantries, then walked over to Mr. Bai and bowed earnestly, "Grandpa, I am Sun Shan, your junior, and I wish you good health and happiness!"

Sun Changjiang, who had been maintaining his status, just watching with a smile and not standing up, finally stood up with the help of a crutch.

He patted Sun Shan on the shoulder cheerfully and said, "Great! You are worthy of being the son of our Sun family. When my great-grandfather was alive, you also performed so well. Seeing you today, I feel deeply that my Sun family has someone to carry on its legacy!"

These words made the people of Baisha Sun family a little confused.

But Sun Shan had never heard that Sun Quan, the great-grandfather of the Sun family, was also like himself.

Could it be that before he became successful, he was also an opera singer?

"Hehe----Thanks for your praise, great grandfather. I am also under pressure to make a living. From now on, I still have to study hard and strive to be like my great grandfather and bring honor to our family."

This allowed Sun Shan to answer perfectly.

He neither said that he didn't know nor denied Gaozu's past.

He also expressed his ambitions.

Singing opera is only temporary. Studying hard and working hard to move up the ladder is the path to success.

"Good! Good! I believe that this day will come for you. With your intelligence and talent, studying shouldn't be a difficult task for you."

Normally, this should be a time to flatter each other and test each other's background.

Unexpectedly, the young man next to Yang Kehua laughed dryly and said, "Forget about studying, Sun Shan. You should make money well, that's the right thing to do."

After hearing these words, everyone in the room suddenly fell silent.

Yang Kehua immediately grabbed his nephew's hand and said, "Chengli, just bring your ears with you. Don't get involved in adults' affairs!"

This statement seems to be right, but also seems to be wrong.

Just as the Bai and Zhang families were looking at each other, Sun Shan walked over slowly.

When he stood in front of the young man who was about the same height as him and a few years older than him, he first gave him a cold look.

That look was so piercing that Yang Chengli, who had been so arrogant, subconsciously stepped back.

"Chengli? Then you should be the prince's grandson-----"

"What's the matter, Master? I am the grandson of Eighth Grandpa. What's the matter?"

Yang Chengli had just been frightened by Sun Shan's knife-like gaze, but now he came to his senses, took two steps forward, and shouted with his neck stretched out like a newly grown rooster.

"what's wrong?"

Sun Shan looked at his little cock and patted his chest with a funny hand. However, his eyes were like nails, staring at Yang Chengli who was gathering his courage: "Don't your family members teach you the rules even though you are so old?"

After saying that, without waiting for Yang Chengli to reply, he slightly tilted his head to Yang Kehua who was standing aside and asked, "Brother Kehua, who is this from your family? Why are you acting like a little kid, interrupting when the elders are talking?"

Yang Chengli's body froze and he didn't move at all.

He felt like he had just been locked up by a ferocious beast from the mountains.

If my kidneys weren't young and strong, I would have been unable to hold back my urine by now.

Yang Kehua's face turned red and white as he spoke.

As a representative sent by Yang Yuanqing, although he holds the title of general guarding the country, he knows his own affairs.

Although their life was not as difficult as that of ordinary people, the royal family, who were eighteen levels away from the throne, could only have enough food and clothing but no chance of wealth as they could not hold an official position or engage in business.

When he came to Datong Chamber of Commerce, Yang Yuanqing explained it to him face to face.

All actions must be under the command of Sun Shan, but all of Sun Shan's actions must be reported to the palace without exaggeration.

In addition, Yang Yuanqing also gave a vague explanation of the relationship between Sun Shan and Yang Kexin.

Then, Yang Kehua shared his understanding with his nephew Yang Chengli, who was planning to bring him to Datong Chamber of Commerce.

Unexpectedly, this arrogant guy actually couldn't stand Sun Shan, who was younger than him but was sitting above him.

But he had no idea that his annual salary at Datong Chamber of Commerce was 2000 taels, plus performance commission.

This made Yang Kehua, who had only received a few hundred taels of silver throughout the year, suddenly feel very proud.

Now what Sun Shan said is correct. Sun Shan has a cooperative relationship with the palace, and it is very likely that he will become a royal consort.

He is the uncle of my nephew Yang Chengli.

Moreover, he is a very capable and powerful young elder with great financial prospects.

Besides, the old man of the Sun family is Sun Shan’s great-grandfather, which makes him an elder.

"Shan'er, the child is ignorant. You adults should ignore the child's faults. This is my nephew. Which family should I choose for him? His name is Yang Chengli."

Yang Kehua quickly explained, and then said: "I mentioned it to the Eighth Prince, and I plan to bring him to the Chamber of Commerce to work, and hone his skills for two years first."

"hehe----"

Sun Shan chuckled as if it didn't matter: "It's okay for that room. I didn't expect the child to be so big already. It seems that Prince Heng should hurry up!"

Others may not understand what he said, but Yang Kehua, who knew a little about the relationship between Sun Shan and Yang Keyin, understood it better than anyone else in the room.

This boy really had a child with Yang Kexin, and the child took the Eighth Prince's surname, Yang.

His position in the future cannot be underestimated.

What's more, he is only sixteen or seventeen years old, and has reached this point with his own abilities.

Future words------

"It's time to hurry up, it's time to hurry up!"

Yang Kehua agreed with a few words in a flattering manner, then turned to his nephew who looked confused but seemed to have understood something, and growled, "Chengli, why don't you apologize? Mr. Bai is already your grandfather, but you still interrupt me. It's really rude. If you do this again, I'll talk to the Eighth Prince."

Yang Chengli's face turned pale as he scanned the face of Sun Shan, who was younger than himself but looked very old, with fear, and then moved to Bai Changjiang's face.

Finally, he pulled the corner of his mouth and said, "Grandpa Bai, I'm sorry, my words were a little abrupt."

The Bai family and the Zhang family, who had been watching silently, felt that this was incredible.

A descendant of a royal family, no matter how worthless he was, could not be forced to apologize in person by a mere scholar.

Could it be that Sun Shan and Prince Heng had a communication at a higher level?

In other words, he really became the prince's consort.

Then it all makes sense.