C452 What exactly does that mean

On the surface, said those words, even though there didn't seem to be any problems with it.

But after carefully appreciating it, Zhang Zitao could sense the threat behind Yang Qisheng's words.

Adding on the fact that Zhang Zitao had overheard the conversation between Yang Qisheng and the man in the darkness on the balcony, Zhang Zitao felt that something was wrong.

"Qisheng uncle, what is it?"

Zhang Zitao pretended not to know anything and asked.

At this time, he was merely displaying the correct attitude that he felt he should show, and was also testing out Yang Qisheng's words.

"For example, a struggle between rights."

Yang Qisheng said, his eyes suddenly became sharp.

However, his sharpness only flashed in his eyes.

Yang Qisheng tried his best to hide the look in his eyes, but Zhang Zitao managed to catch it.

"The struggle between rights sometimes arises out of a trivial matter. Anything, anyone, could be a sacrifice between rights, a scapegoat. As long as it is able to satisfy the needs of both sides, either side can have any objective or plan! "

Yang Qisheng replied.

No matter how Zhang Zitao felt, Yang Qisheng's words were telling him secretly to not meddle in the Yang Family's matters!

"Qisheng uncle, then what do you think the people who are most likely to be injured are?"

Zhang Zitao continued to ask.

And when Yang Qisheng heard Zhang Zitao's question, he turned his head to look at Zhang Zitao, but instead cast his gaze towards the distance.

"What kind of person? The busybodies were probably the first to die. Secondly, even some of the so-called outsiders who were not related to each other in the first place might be implicated because of this. Anyone could be implicated if they wanted to. In power, everyone is just a chess piece on the huge board. "

Yang Qisheng replied with a deeper meaning.

But Yang Qisheng's words made Zhang Zitao even more certain that he was the one that Yang Qisheng was talking about!

On the balcony, Yang Qisheng also mentioned it.

If Zhang Zitao intervened, they would have to make a move against him under their helplessness.

Otherwise, Zhang Zitao's plan for them would have a huge impact.

"Enough, Zi Tao. It's getting late, let's rest early."

Yang Qisheng patted Zhang Zitao's shoulders.

"Good Qisheng uncle. Oh right, Qisheng uncle, there's something I want to tell you. "

Zhang Zitao called out to Yang Qisheng.

Yang Qisheng had only taken two steps before he turned around and looked at Zhang Zitao. "What's wrong? What is it? "

A faint smile hung from the corner of Zhang Zitao's mouth, "Qisheng uncle, forgive my decision. I just feel that Wu Hang and the others are too tired, so I let a portion of them get off work first. Qisheng uncle, you wouldn't blame me for anything, right? "

Yang Qisheng was startled. "What? Zi Tao, did you let them get off work first? "

Zhang Zitao asked suspiciously: "What's wrong, Qisheng uncle, do you have any questions?"

Yang Qisheng wanted to say something, but he shook his head: "It's fine, it's up to you to get them to get off work, there's no problem. Zi Tao, I've already arranged for your room to be cleaned up. I will also give you a room with a better scenery. After you go upstairs later, there will be a servant who will take you there. "

Zhang Zitao nodded, he continued to sit on the sofa and just watched Yang Qisheng walk towards the stairs.

then walked up the stairs.

Zhang Zitao took out a cigarette, and used the lighter on the table to feel the white smoke that was being emitted from his mouth.

"Damn, it still tastes the best when you smoke it!"

Zhang Zitao talked to himself alone in the spacious living room.

Zhang Zitao was waiting for the mercenaries that were hiding in the shadows to take action.

As for Yang Qisheng, who was walking up the stairs, he was bound to sleep very late tonight, or he might not be able to sleep at all.

Yang Qisheng had actually turned on his computer.

In the entire Yang Family, perhaps only three people knew the secret inside Yang Qisheng's computer.

Very few people knew that Yang Qisheng's computer was actually connected to the entire Yang Family's camera.

Including the cameras on the surface, and also the pinhole cameras hidden in the dark!

"What exactly does Zhang Zitao mean by letting the end of the night come to an end?"

Yang Qisheng asked himself.

But he had no answer.

He stared at the screen, the monitoring screen about Zhang Zitao, and picked up a cigarette.

He couldn't possibly ask Zhang Zitao directly about the reason why Zhang Zitao brought the guards off work early.

But he could use the camera as his eyes, and just like that, he kept watching Zhang Zitao's every move.

"Could it be that Zhang Zitao is related to some outside force?"

Yang Qisheng threw out a question.

As he thought about this, he shook his head: "No, no, no. If he wanted to do something about it, he had even more subtle methods. "This is an emergency period for the Yang family, I have no choice but to keep an eye on it, and can't let go of any clues."

"Even though it feels like Zhang Zitao is not related to any other power, and is at their mercy, and is doing something to our Yang Family, or plotting something. However, even now, he couldn't completely reject this option. "So we still need to observe for a while."

As for Zhang Zitao, who was sitting in the living room, he looked at the camera not far away from his head and indifferently exhaled a smoke ring.

He had a feeling that something was wrong with the camera in the living room.

However, he did not show any particularly obvious signs of being detected by the camera.

It was also impossible for him to see what kind of person was sitting behind the camera with his discerning eyes.

He didn't know if there was really someone monitoring him from behind the camera.

However, there were cameras everywhere, so he had to be careful.

"I'm going upstairs."

Zhang Zitao extinguished his cigarette, stood up and walked towards the stairs.

And Yang Qisheng who was watching from the camera pointed the camera at Zhang Zitao, following his movements and moving.

It was at this moment that a knock suddenly sounded out from outside of Yang Qisheng's room. "Who is it?"

Yang Qisheng cautiously asked.

He subconsciously shrunk the monitor interface into the menu on his desktop and turned off the display frequency.

"Dad, it's me."

Yang Chen's voice came from outside the room.

Yang Qisheng opened the door, and looked puzzledly at Yang Chen who was outside: "Since it's already this late, what's the point in not sleeping?"

"Dad, I have something to tell you. May I come in? "

Yang Chen asked Yang Qisheng.

"Of course!"

Yang Qisheng welcomed Yang Chen in.

As for Yang Chen, he sat on the sofa in the room and looked at Yang Qisheng who was sitting opposite of him, "Dad, I want to tell you about the ZiTao."