2200: C2200 Guess a Riddle

C2200 Guess a Riddle

In the Luo River and villa area.

Inside a Roman style villa, Wong Ming's face was gloomy. If there wasn't a guest present, he would beat up the subordinate he reported to. The subordinate knelt by the door, trembling in fear. A baseball bat was placed beside his head, as steady as a mountain.

Matsumoto held his tea cup leisurely and ignored it.

Wong Ming felt embarrassed. Matsumoto, who came to seek cooperation, wanted to show his strength, but when he heard that the police had caught the bald eagle, no one escaped. He had spent a huge sum of money to invite the fearsome mercenaries of Southeast Asia to join the ranks of the Dragon City. He had never thought that he would die before coming out of seclusion.

Rice bucket!

Wong Ming was infuriated. They were just a rice bucket, so he told the bald eagle not to act rashly. He didn't expect the bald eagle to be so arrogant as to not care about the police in the Dragon City. He had lost his dog, and now he had lost his secret weapon. He wished he could kill the man in charge of contacting the vulture.

"Mr. Matsumoto, please excuse me." Wong Ming returned to normal as he smiled and said.

Matsumoto put down his teacup and shook his head. "Sun Zi said that victory or defeat is a common occurrence in the military. Knowing yourself and knowing your enemy will not be defeated. The person you are dealing with is not ordinary. " The disappearance of the two people he sent definitely had something to do with Yang Ping. In the island country, a medium endurance rank expert was considered the backbone of the forces. Not long after he went to assassinate Yang Ping, he was found dead.

Matsumoto immediately understood that Yang Ping was not someone to be trifled with. Therefore, he wanted to use the Dragon City government to eradicate Yang Ping. That map was an extremely important clue and he couldn't let it fall into the hands of the Huaxia People. Otherwise, it would ruin the empire's huge military plan. Therefore, Yang Ping had to die, and the map had to be obtained.

The Mark that Mi Country sent was a piece of trash!

Matsumoto sneered in his heart, but he couldn't see the smile on his face.

The Mi Country was very strong. As a global police force, all military operations on the island had to be coordinated through the Mi Country. Therefore, even if they were dissatisfied with Mark, they did not dare object. The upper echelons of the empire only cared about the perfect outcome, not the process. Matsumoto's mission to Huaxia was difficult.

"Mr. Matsumoto's proposal to reform the North District's old city has not been approved by the Dragon City Standing Committee, right?" Wong Ming was well-informed and knew that the reconstruction of the old city had been rejected by the city's secretary, Zhao Weiguo. Even if Wen Group were a large corporation in the province, it would still be difficult to invest billions of dollars in it. It was probably because the higher ups knew that there might be a problem with the reconstruction of the old city.

Matsumoto laughed heartily and said, "Please rest assured, Lord Liu." You Chairman Wen will deal with it. We hope that after the old city renovation project passes, the demolition work will be done by Liu's people. I'll send some experienced people to help. "

Wong Ming stared at Matsumoto, wanting to see something from his eyes. Unfortunately, Matsumoto's eyes were clear and revealed a smile that no one could see through. Wong Ming was sure that Matsumoto had an ulterior motive. The reconstruction of the old city was a very rich project, but it definitely wouldn't make Matsumoto so crazy. The old city in the northern district was protected by the country's second grade cultural relics. It was impossible for it to be demolished successfully.

What did Matsumoto want?

The reason why Wong Ming wanted to know was not because Matsumoto coveted Hua Xia. This had nothing to do with him. Matsumoto offered a hundred million yuan in compensation and asked Wong Ming's subordinates to take care of the demolition. Additional reports were also available. This kind of good news did not occur every year.

Matsumoto valued Wong Ming's background, the Wong Family behind his back, and also had a large number of idle personnel at his disposal. Wong Ming belongs to both black and white people. It was precisely because Matsumoto valued this point that he came looking for cooperation. The two agreed and signed the contract.

After chatting for a while, Matsumoto left. Wong Ming's face turned sullen instantly as he said lightly, "Bring him here."

The subordinate kneeled on the ground while trembling and pleaded, "Boss, this has nothing to do with me. The condor went to take revenge on its own accord, there's no way I can stop it. "

Wong Ming grinned and let out a cold smile. For those underlings who cause unnecessary trouble because of their unfavorable conduct, he would only do one thing, abandon them!

When his subordinate saw the killing intent in Wong Ming's eyes, he was scared to the point of peeing his pants. He shouted, "Boss, give me another chance, I will definitely not let you down."

Wong Ming picked up his baseball bat and waved it in the air. He felt that his position was not bad and laughed when he heard the screams of his men. "You still have your parents and a sister who went to school, right?"

The subordinate was stunned for a moment before his pupils narrowed abruptly.

Wong Ming slapped his subordinate's face as if he was admiring a mole, and said, "I'll give you a chance to redeem yourself. Do you want it? "

When his subordinate heard Wong Ming threaten his family, his face became ashen and he lost all hope. When he suddenly heard that there was still a chance for him to survive, he said excitedly, "I want to! Boss, I will not fail!"

Wong Ming nodded, very satisfied with his subordinate's reaction. He whispered a few words into his ear, then his eyes shot out a sinister gaze and a sinister laughter came out from his throat. The expression in his subordinate's eyes kept changing. He really wanted to refuse, but when he felt the boss's ice-cold killing intent, he said with a trembling voice, "I'll do it."

Wong Ming laughed and went back to his seat, saying, "I will not treat those who have rendered meritorious service badly. You want you to do this, and you and your family will be in Australia. "Completely gone."

After his subordinates left, Wong Ming knocked on the table that was carved by a hundred year old sandalwood master. Driving the horses was a rhythmic sound in the hall. He liked the sound of knocking sandalwood because it brought him a noble enjoyment.

"Zhu Xi leaving the Zhu Family is nothing. I'll play slowly. Until I get tired of playing, then kill. "

… ….

The education of Dragon City University was relatively free, and there weren't many courses; instead, autonomous learning was advocated. Reading ten thousand books is not as good as walking ten thousand miles. In the first and second year of university, emphasis will be placed on basic learning. In the third year of university, social practice will begin. There is a social practice score in college graduation requirements, just like English grades four or six are linked to the diploma, students who want to graduate must get a social practice score.

After Dragon City University ended, other people did not practice, but freely moved about. In addition to the students who are determined to study, the other sophomores are either in social practice or on their way to it.

After contacting Yang Ping, Zhu Xi went to the parking lot. She was curious as to how Yang Ping would solve the problem of starting funds. It's not a few hundred thousand, but a hundred million. If word of it were to spread out, it would definitely frighten one to death. If it wasn't for the support from their families, who among Dragon City University's students could earn a hundred million?

Curious, Zhu Xi went to the parking lot and frowned when she saw him sitting in the car smoking. Zhu Xi hated men smoking. She thought that incompetent men liked to pretend to be profound. She said coldly, "If you want to smoke, then get out of the car."

Yang Ping smiled and said, "Wife, are you concerned about my health?"

Zhu Xi sneered.

The car left the parking lot, and in the darkness, a pair of resentful eyes stared at the Maserati Quattroporte's butt, until the car disappeared at the end. The owner of the eyes walked out from the darkness, his face gloomy, and said venomously: "Zhu Xi, I will get you."

The owner of the venomous eyes walked out of the darkness, revealing a distorted face.

Chu Nan thought about the news he just received and was extremely shocked in his heart. If Zhu Xi left the Zhu Family and lost her background, then what was the difference between her and an ordinary girl? Even if he had a dad who worked in the government and a mom who worked in the business world, his background was much stronger than an ordinary person's.

When Chu Nan saw Zhu Xi with the other boys, he went mad with jealousy. He would not allow a woman he liked to be taken away from him. He would rather destroy her than lose her. He followed in his car, determined to see what Zhu Xi was up to. He didn't only represent himself, he also represented his powerful Wong Family.

The Maserati Quattroporte s were playing Big Sister Fruit's music. Zhu Xi, who was sitting in the front seat, looked at the endless stream of people and asked: "Where are you going?"

Yang Ping grinned and said, "Hotel." Seeing that Zhu Xi's pretty eyes were raised, she was just about to get angry, and said in surprise, "You don't think that I really will take you to get a room, do you? Even though I am clean and pure, but the first time is not something that a hundred million can buy. "

Zhu Xi sneered again.

On the rest of the journey, Zhu Xi probably wasn't used to being close with Yang Ping and for the first time, didn't dislike Yang Ping using her beloved car. Even she felt it was inconceivable and could only express her current feelings with silence.

"I'll give you a riddle." To improve the atmosphere, Yang Ping said.

Zhu Xi didn't laugh coldly. Although she didn't answer, she listened attentively.

"There's something hard now, put it into the hole …" Yang Ping said after thinking for a while.

Zhu Xi was furious. Her pretty face turned red as she glared angrily at Yang Ping and scolded, "Shameless." If you continue to be so shameless, I'll kick you out. "

Yang Ping let out a strange cry and said in shock, "It can't be, even for a healthy riddle like that, you think it's shameless? Wife, you don't have any sense of humor at all. "

Zhu Xi said angrily, "Do you think that is a healthy thing? Only a shameless person like you would think so. Drive well. "Don't talk."

Yang Ping muttered, "They're talking about chewing gum. What are you thinking about?"

Whoosh!

Zhu Xi felt her cheeks redden as she glared at him. This bastard must have done it on purpose. Zhu Xi thought about the mystery that she had just solved and wanted to find a hole to hide in. She felt Yang Ping's mocking gaze and said angrily, "What are you looking at? I'll dig out your eyes if you don't believe me."

Yang Ping had never expected Zhu Xi to have such an attractive side to her. Zhu Xi was just a girl after all. She had her own joy, anger, sorrow, and the right to express her preferences. However, when it was expressed, it was even more beautiful than an ice face.

At this moment, Zhu Xi was what Yang Ping wanted to see.

It was so beautiful.

Zhu Xi felt that her previous reaction was inappropriate and quickly recovered her indifference. She said indifferently, "You think you can find the starting capital? Don't tell me to go gamble."

Pow!

Yang Ping snapped his fingers and smiled, "Wife, you're so smart."

Clang!1

Zhu Xi glared at Yang Ping. She was so angry that she almost hit him. This bastard wouldn't really want to earn 100 million in starting funds through gambling. How could there be a free lunch in this world? She sneered and said coldly, "Go back."

Yang Ping didn't turn around and casually said: "If you didn't try, how would you know that I couldn't do it?"

Zhu Xi sneered, but didn't ask to go home.

Hidden Treasure Pavilion.

This was the third time Yang Ping had come here. Seeing Hidden Treasure Pavilion and the three little kicks, he had a different feeling. He could feel that the energy carried by the little kite was far beyond his imagination. It was as if a real dragon was waiting for an opportunity to soar into the heavens.

"Zhu Xi!"

An excited and cold voice was heard.

— — The content is from [Mick Read]

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