1320: C1320 Acting Chairman

C1320 Acting Chairman

With a wave of her hand, the Shakyamuni succeeded in capturing him. He spoke arrogantly, saying that the Chinese saints were like chickens and dogs, but the moment he finished speaking, the Green Leaves in her hands spun and emitted sizzling sounds before transforming into a stream of light that shot towards the Shakyamuni.

Guardian King's expression changed as he sensed the terrifying power within the Green Leaves. Without even thinking, he immediately turned around and fled. It was a force that he could not resist. If he delayed it for even a second, he might just die here.

His perception was very strong, but he had still underestimated the terror of Green Leaves.

The Green Leaves was a rune condensed by Yang Ping. It was fine if it did not move, but if it did, it would shock the heavens. Just as the Guardian King turned around, a hole appeared between his eyebrows. The Green Leaves passed through his head and disappeared into the sky. The gray pupils in his eyes lost their vitality as he fell to the ground. Even before his death, he didn't know why he died. Not only Shakyamuni Golden Wheel, even Zheng Chengming was dumbstruck, unable to comprehend what had just happened.

Zheng Qiqi was even more dazed, at a loss of what to do.

"This... "What's going on?" Zheng Chengming climbed back up and confirmed that the Guardian King was dead, leaving a lingering fear in his heart. If not for the sudden outburst of the Green Leaves, he would have died a long time ago. Shakyamuni Goldwheel clearly had Saint Stage, but why did his fighting strength far surpass his own. This doesn't make sense.

"Grandfather, are you alright?" Zheng Qiqi supported Elder Zheng and asked worriedly.

Zheng Chengming coughed blood, and said: "Let's leave this place first."

An old man and a young man staggered away.

All that was left was the corpse of Shakyamuni Golden Wheel, lying on the ground coldly.

Finally, a corpse on the ground attracted the attention of other tourists. Soon, someone called the police for help. When the police arrived, it was already ten minutes later. Around the corpse of Shakyamuni Golden Wheel, many tourists were pointing and discussing. Only the police felt it was a serious matter and had to report it to their superiors. With the death of the Tibetan Lama, this would be a serious matter.

A young man stood not far away and looked at the body of the Shakyamuni, saying softly, "The reincarnation of a living Buddha is just a scam. I'm afraid that some expert of the Secret Sect would need a special physique to survive after his lifespan runs out."

The young man was Yang Ping.

The reason she helped Zheng Qiqi was because one of them was attractive, and another was because the pearl was from the Zheng Family and they loved each other so much that Yang Ping decided to help him. As for killing the experts of the secret sect, the consequences for others were very serious, but he didn't care at all.

After exiting the world around him, Yang Ping had undergone a qualitative change. She was still trying to comprehend the specific situation, and temporarily knew that the Spiritual Force was much stronger than before. If the Spiritual Force was a small lake in the past, then it would be a vast ocean now.

In the battle of Mountain Meng, Zhu Xi and Ming Zhu had gone missing at the same time. What she currently knew was that Zhu Xi was trapped in a mysterious place called the Sky Tomb, and should still be alive. On top of that, with her Hidden Treasure Pavilion reduced to rubble and only seeing the pearl that was still with him, Yang Ping wanted to find the news as soon as possible.

After staying in Dragon City for a long time, Yang Ping still could not detect any trace of Ming Zhu. Only then, did Yang Ping finally confirm that she was not in Dragon City, and went to some other place. As for where, for the time being, she didn't know. The call went through several times, sending countless text messages, but still no reply.

Yang Ping sighed and returned to the China Airlines Plaza.

The sound of firecrackers reached his ears.

He turned around to look.

A brand-new three-storey building stood tall at the original location of the infirmary, replacing the dilapidated building from before. Seeing the plaque outside the building that had Yang Medical Center written on it, Yang Ping was startled.

The building was completed.

The new residence landed on the ground.

The firecrackers should have roared together.

But when she saw the name of Yang Medical Center, Yang Ping's eyes reddened. This should have been an order Zhu Xi gave before she left, for him to create a new, three-story building with Huahang Group in just two months.

Although the firecrackers were loud, there was only one person at the door. Ma Weiwei covered her ears, carefully ignited the firecrackers, and then ran far away. Watching the crackling and popping scene, there was no smile on her pretty face.

According to Chairman Zhu's instructions, the new building was completed, but she had not come back yet.

This was not the first time that the Chairman Zhu had gone missing, but it was a pity that this incident was too long. Fortunately, the Huahang Group had already changed into the professional manager management mode before Zhu Xi left, and the group s various operations were successful.

Ma Weiwei was directly appointed as the group's vice president, because it was directly proposed by the Chairman Zhu's board of directors, no one objected. Just like this, Ma Weiwei went from being an assistant chief executive for a few months, and became the vice president of the group.

Sigh.

Ma Weiwei laughed bitterly, she retracted his fire engine and turned around just in time to see Yang Ping standing by the side of the road. After being stunned, she turned ecstatic and ran over, calling out: "Yang Ping, is it you?"

"You've worked hard."

Yang Ping sized up the reconstruction of the infirmary. It looked more majestic than before, but it lacked a bit of its ancient charm.

"Director Yang."

Ma Weiwei originally wanted to call Yang Ping, but then she thought of something and said: "You're finally back. Everyone has been waiting for you for a long time. "

Yang Ping revealed an inquiring look.

Ma Weiwei explained: "Before Chairman Zhu left, she told the board that she would need to leave everything in your hands before she returned. You are now the acting chairman of the group. "

Yang Ping closed her eyes and took a deep breath. It seemed that Zhu Xi had already expected the outcome, so she made arrangements for the future. If he is still alive, hand over the group to him. If he is dead, move into management mode.

"Where's the Chairman Zhu?"

Ma Weiwei could not help but ask. There were no days left for Zhu Xi to live, and Huahang Group lacked the heart and bones of Young Master.

"He should be back soon."

Yang Ping said uncertainly with a smile.

"You are the Acting Chairman now. Why don't you go back and attend a meeting to familiarize yourself with the business?" Ma Weiwei kindly reminded him, afraid that Yang Ping would not be able to keep her face, "Should I go and notify the bosses of the other departments to come over to report?"

"Keep it for now."

Yang Ping did not accept, but she did not reject her, and said: "There's no need to rush over matters regarding personal matters that I am familiar with. First, go and help me organize a set of personnel files, I will take a look after I return."

Although Ma Weiwei was suspicious, she still left.

Yang Ping naturally did not have the mood to manage some corporation. She only wanted to find the whereabouts of Zhu Xi and Ming Zhu as soon as possible.

After staying in the infirmary for a while, the decorations of the building were not bad, they were all in accordance to the style that she liked. Although Zhu Xi did not interact much with them, she was familiar with Yang Ping's preferences, so even though she looked cold on the outside, she was actually very meticulous.

The more beautiful the medicine hall was, the more miserable Yang Ping would feel.

Luo River Bank.

Yang Ping leaned on the railing, looking at the quiet Luo River that had passed away, sighing at the person who had passed away.

Right here.

He had encountered the North Heavenly King, experienced Spatiotemporal River, experienced countless cycles of reincarnation, and almost had a mental breakdown.

Right here.

He had encountered Zhu Xi, and the two had reconciled. They no longer faced each other with cold faces, and agreed to be good friends.

Right here.

He had begun a new chapter in his life, a life of slaughter.

If everything could be repeated, how much would it be?

It was a pity that the golden age did not come again, and life was hard to come by. Time was easy to pass on, but hard to collect.

Where is the Heavenly Tomb?

Yang Ping clenched her fist and said with hatred in her heart.0

"If I were you, I would have gone to save him. Why am I still in Dragon City?"

A familiar sweet voice sounded.

Yang Ping turned around, and saw a beautiful figure walking towards him.

Su Ying?

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