Zhang Zongbing smiled and said, "I'm sorry for you. The president of a country actually entertains you for breakfast here. Please forgive me. If you entertain you at the dining table outside, I will definitely be scolded by the master because he will not allow anyone to go to the table for breakfast before him."

Song Beichuan grabbed a piece of bacon into his mouth and asked, "How could he be so domineering? Just someone doesn't allow it before him?"

"Yes, he was not like this before, but now the situation has changed, and there are fewer and fewer enemies around him, so he has more and more thoughts. However, these thoughts are not used to continue to build the Northwest area, but to how he enjoys it. In fact, what he did is not too much. At least he has done something like robbing the people of the people. It seems that he is not very interested in women. However, because of this, his status in the Northwest generation has not fallen, which is also a blessing."

Song Beichuan nodded, and then buried his head in the meal. In fact, he was very interested in Zhang Zongbing, thinking that his intuition told him that this person was not as simple as it seemed. Perhaps some people would say that as the butler of Kong Fansheng, if he did not have some skills, he would be like a fool, how could he stay until today?

Having said that, Song Beichuan believed in his intuition. He had dealt with many people, but those who were incompetent had their own differences. However, the aura emitted by those who were capable was extremely similar. That sharp temperament could never be done through disguise.

"Okay, let's talk straight to the point. Why do people like you stay by Kong Fansheng's side and become a small housekeeper? Don't expect to take the opportunity to slip away. If I want to know something, I will definitely know in the end, it's just a matter of time and process." Song Beichuan said with a smile.

Zhang Zongbing was not angry and smiled and said, "Okay, since Mr. Song asked, then I will tell the truth. Although I am an obvious key, I am actually his chief of staff. Although I do not have real power, I don't care. I stayed by his side to repay his kindness. In the early years, he saved our whole family, and I decided to help him and achieve a great cause. This will hide me deeply. The way to hide has existed since ancient times. It is much better to be a steward than to be a military minister. I have heard too many stories about the story of hiding bows and cooking dogs."

Song Beichuan laughed and said, "There are very few people as open-minded as you, and you two regard power as dirt and power as life. They are also a combination. I must know what zombies are now. I am very curious. What are the insights in the old man's mouth?"

"There is no question of high opinion. I just think we know too little about zombies. Anyway, they are all dead people. It's better to send some people to the hinterland where Shuzhou exists, and investigate the zombies carefully to see what they really have."

Song Beichuan nodded and said, "As the saying goes, know yourself and your enemy, you will never be defeated in a hundred battles."

As soon as he finished speaking, a waiter came in and said, "Master Zhang, the master is awake and asked me to pick up breakfast."

Zhang Zongbing said: "I understand. He said he didn't say what he wanted to eat?"

"I said it, it's the same."

Then he served a bowl of scallion noodles, two tea eggs, and a small dish of oil residue from the many breakfasts.

At this time, Song Beichuan looked at his appearance a few times. He could be said to be a very elderly person. He couldn't see clearly all night long. However, now he took advantage of the sunshine to see clearly his silver and white hair, all neatly combed behind his hair, his eyes were bright and he had a good knowledge, but he was so calm that he did some heavy work here, which was indeed admirable.

"Since your boss is awake, I'll go to the living room to wait and say goodbye first."

Zhang Zongbing did not respond, but nodded slightly. After Song Beichuan left, he looked at his departure back. A complicated expression appeared in his eyes and muttered to himself: "I'm afraid that one day, Akong will become his stepping stone."

Perhaps, from the beginning, the aura emitted by Song Beichuan made him feel a little uncomfortable. Until now, he was really convinced that Kong Fansheng had no chance of winning against him, even in his heyday, not to be able to do so, let alone what he is now.

When Song Beichuan walked towards the living room, his mind was still Zhang Zongbing's words and deeds. Through the brief conversation just now, it was enough to prove that he was indeed a talent, or a talent hidden in the world. Although it was a bit outrageous to say this, he gave Song Beichuan the feeling that he was like Jiang Taigong fishing with a straight hook by the Weishui River. The same was true of the temperament he exuded on his body.

If you want to occupy this place, the best way is to win him over. As long as you do this, Kong Fansheng will not cut off his arm, but will cut off his head. In this way, what else can he use to resist? At that time, only a little benefit is required, and Kong Fansheng will surrender more feasible.

But how to win over Zhang Zongbing is a big problem. What should a person who stayed by his side as a housekeeper for so many years and cared about power at all to win over him? However, Song Beichuan does not care about means. As for fairness or not, despicable or not, he does not care at all. As long as he can achieve his goals in the end and not harm his life excessively, this is enough.

After sitting on the sofa, Kong Fansheng walked out of the room in a neatly dressed manner. Song Beichuan could tell from his heavy footsteps, but he did not look at him. To be honest, Song Beichuan is the president now, and he has seen anyone who needs to please others, so he just sits here, waiting for him to say hello to him.

"I didn't expect that Brother Song would wake up so early. Have you had breakfast?"

Hearing the voice, Song Beichuan turned his head and said, "You are worried. You have eaten it, but now you care more about my troops. If you don't put them in, I will always be uneasy. After all, those zombies will come at no time, so we have to be careful!"

Kong Fansheng nodded with a serious expression and said, "What you said is that we should work together now to defeat the zombies first. I will send someone to send a message to let the soldiers let them go."

Song Beichuan nodded with satisfaction and said, "There is also a letter from me. All of my soldiers have eight scheming. If you only send one verbal message, they might think that I was harmed by you and want to use tricks to deceive them. When I meet my fat man with a bad temper, I must bring someone to call me!"

Kong Fansheng laughed and said, "Then I'm sorry to you, write a letter as soon as possible, don't cause any misunderstandings!"
Chapter completed!