487: C487 Qingcheng flowless

C487 Qingcheng flowless

"I, Chen Yufan, have always been this way, you can do nothing to me!" Chen Yufan looked at Han Zhengguo with a smile.

Han Zhengguo humphed twice, and Jin Shiming finally spoke up: "Uncle, do as they say, or else, why don't you ?." With a sigh, Jin Shiming said once again, "The end result of an arm cannot be changed!"

"Shut up!" Han Zhengbone said fiercely.

In fact, Jin Shiming was not so kind-hearted as to console Han Zhengguo. He was only worried about himself. If Chen Yufan went crazy and made the Beijing Agricultural Group go bankrupt, then all his shares would go down the drain, along with his own dividends for the rest of his life.

"Han Zhengguo, what are your considerations?" Chen Yufan asked somewhat impatiently.

Han Zhengguo looked at Chen Yufan fiercely and said: "Don't even think about it, I will never sell my shares to you!"

Chen Yufan said unhurriedly: "Since you have guts, then alright." Chen Yufan waved his hand, and said: "Ma Liya, let the group start moving over there!"

"Yes, Young Master!" Ma Liya immediately said respectfully. What Han Zhengguo had bet on was that he would not be willing to part with the group he had acquired. If he wanted to destroy the Beijing Agriculture Group, why would he buy it so openly? However, in the end, Han Zhengguo still did not understand. It was not bad to say that Chen Yufan was a prodigal son. In his eyes, money was just a number that could move, so he didn't care about an elite agricultural group.

Not long after, someone rushed into the board of directors and hurriedly said, "Chairman, the board of directors has been viciously attacked by someone. Now, it is about to fall."

The next moment, another person rushed in and said, "Chairman, this is bad. The futures of the corporation are being manipulated by other people. The value of cotton and garlic are almost down to forty cents!"

"Chairman ?"

Han Zhengguo pointed at Chen Yufan with trembling hands: "You're a madman, you're a madman!"

Chen Yufan held onto the jade thumb ring in his hand as he smiled and extended three fingers: "Three days, in three days, your Beijing Agricultural Group will disappear! You should think about it properly! "

Saying that, Chen Yufan stood up, and with a smile on his face, he prepared to leave. However, at this time, the sound of hurried footsteps came from the corridor. It was quite heavy, so one could tell that it was a group of martial artists.

"Wait!" Before anyone made a sound, he spoke first. His voice was filled with an imposing aura.

Chen Yufan paused for a moment, and very quickly an old man dressed in a military uniform appeared in front of him. The old man looked at Chen Yufan helplessly. Chen Yufan had seen this old man before, and could not help but laugh: "General Li Gang, I did not expect you to come as well!"

"General Chen, how have you been!" Li Gang said with a troubled face: "I have not yet reported the fact that General Chen saved my grandson last time, and have come uninvited today. I hope that General Chen can agree to a presumptuous request!"

Chen Yufan looked at Li Gang, and then looked at Han Zhengguo. After hesitating for a moment, he said, "You all ?"

Li Gang said helplessly: "Han Zhengguo is my blood relative, I hope that General Chen can be magnanimous! Li Gang is forever grateful! "

Li Gang was Long Aoyun's partner, the commissar of the military region of the capital. Even if Chen Yufan didn't give face to him, he still had to give him face. Therefore, he could only laugh awkwardly, and said: "Alright, since Elder Li has personally stepped in, then what else can I say?"

"Thank you, General Chen!" Li Gang immediately thanked him.

"But my bottom line is, he can still own a stake in Beijing Group. However, it was not allowed to interfere in the administration of the group in the future. Sitting at home and waiting for my share of the profits, let's spend the rest of the year living! " Chen Yufan said without any trace of politeness.

Li Gang frowned, then nodded his head: "That's good too!" As he spoke, Li Gang laughed: "General Chen saved my grandson's life last time. A child really misses General Chen and hopes that General Chen can come visit their home when you have time."

Chen Yufan nodded with a smile: "Of course, Elder Li has asked me to, if you dare to disobey!"

When the three words "General Chen" came out of Li Gang's mouth, it already signified one kind of attitude and it was also towards Han Zhengguo's hint. Chen Yufan is a general of a country, so don't go against him. Seeing how even his own relatives and general level Li Gang treated Chen Yufan, Han Zhengguo did not even have any thoughts of fighting for the title anymore. He only hated his own son for not being able to live up to his expectations and actually messing with such a character. Han Zhengguo could only sigh helplessly.

Leaving the shares in Han Zhengguo's hands, this matter could be considered to have been resolved satisfactorily, and had come to a conclusion.

However, what Chen Yufan did not know was that while he was killing his way around the capital. In the south, some people were also starting to get restless.

Jiang Nan, inside the Murong Family's Swallow Dock Villa, Murong Hai and Murong Qingyun, this pair of grandfather and grandson, sat facing each other with faces full of worry. Murong Hai continuously paced around the quaint living room, and suddenly said: "Grandfather, are we just going to bear with it like this? My Murong Family is still one of the nine great families. Are we just going to let others bully us? "

Murong Qingyun waved his hand, and said helplessly: "Little Hai, just let this matter rest. Otherwise, Murong Family will never have a peaceful day. Now that your uncle and uncle have become crippled, what can you do about it? "We can't afford to offend those people ?"

"Aren't they people from the Qingcheng Family?" Murong Hai gritted his teeth as if he did not care in the slightest. Murong Hai didn't understand why his grandfather, who was usually strong, was so weak today.

"Qingcheng Family?" Murong Qingyun laughed bitterly: "Do you think it's just Qingcheng Family?"2

"We are a part of the Martial Forest Nine Clan, so what if we have more than one Qingcheng Family?"

"Let's not talk about that anymore. The martial arts world is not as simple as the real martial arts world!" Murong Qingyun faintly sighed, and waved his hand.

"Grandfather, who exactly are these people with Qingcheng Family?" Murong Hai asked seriously.

"Who is it?" Murong Qingyun laughed bitterly as he stared at Murong Hai and said, "One sword, one tree, one sword; Do you know what that means? "

Murong Hai shook his head: "I don't know!"

"How strong is China's cultivation world? Shaolin Wudang Tibet Budala Palace in Ming, known as the Martial King. And in the martial arts forest, a hermit sect that had the same name as Shaolin and Wudang, would have a Myriad Flowers Palace, Thousand Buddha Temple. A sword strike one Mu and one Xuanyuan, compared to the so-called nine great clans, these two swords naturally referred to the Sword Saint's Dugu Family. As for flowers being Hua Jia, leaves being Ye Family, and Qingcheng being Qingcheng Family ? These six families are known as the Six Great Hermit Family. "

"The Dugu Family is also here?" Murong Hai said, a little confused.

"Of course, but the current Sword Saint s of the Dugu Family are just one of the few in the real world. It was just that the Hermit Family and bloodline within the real world of the Dugu Family were basically in the same place. It was said that there weren't many people in the Dugu Family, and that most of them were chosen from a line in the Dugu Family's real world. The six elders of the Dugu Family have extremely high cultivation, and practically all of them are figures of the same level as the two great masters, Kong Liao Fo! "

"Six?" Murong Hai cried out in shock: "Shaolin already has two masters, Kong Liao Fo and, and he's already so proud of them, they actually have six?"

"That's why we can't afford to provoke these Hermit Family cultivators!" Murong Qingyun said helplessly: "Their Qingcheng Family s are almost the same level as them, but their Qingcheng Family s are only of one Qingcheng Family!"

"Don't tell me ? don't tell me their family also has one ?" Murong Hai took a step back, and said with a look of horror.

"That's right. The three Qingcheng Family Brothers already had their cultivation at the peak of the Grand Master thirty years ago. Although it is not comparable to Dugu Family, the Hermit Family s and sects are still almost all comparable to the existence of Shaolin Wudang, and perhaps even surpassing it by a level. Murong Qingyun shook his head.

"Then why did they jump out again when they didn't leave for a hundred years?" Murong Hai said in confusion.

"I don't know either. Perhaps it's because I've been lonely for too long!" Murong Qingyun said somewhat helplessly: "Perhaps there is another reason, so we can only resign ourselves to fate!"

"No, even if it's Shaolin's Wudang, we can't let Little Snow become Qingcheng's concubine!"

Shaolin, Wudang, hahaha! Fine, I want to see if you dare to interfere with my Qingcheng's matters!" A cold voice suddenly sounded from outside the door. Gradually, two figures appeared in the main hall of the Mu Rong family. Wearing a simple robe and a handsome face, the young man casually found a place to sit down. Behind him stood a hale and hearty old man. The old man's eyes were squinted, as if he was asleep.

"Young Master Qingcheng, I can agree to any of your demands. However, I hope that Young Master Qingcheng can let go of my pitiful granddaughter!"

"Poor?" Qing Chengwuhua said with a cold smile: "Marrying your granddaughter is equivalent to giving you face with Murong Family.

"Grandfather, you don't need him." As he spoke, Murong Hai stood out and berated angrily: "Qingcheng Doggie, if you want to steal my Murong Family's property, you have to take it from my, Murong Hai's, corpse!"

Qing Chengwuhua could not help but clap her hands and laugh: "Good, good, good. I like people with backbone, otherwise it would be too boring! " Pausing for a moment, Qing Chengwuhua said with a cold expression: "However, you are as stupid as your uncle!"

"Uncle Nan, do it!" Qing Chengwuhua ordered coldly.

The old man behind him raised his hand, narrowed his eyes and said in disdain, "A hundred years old Murong Family without a single Yellow Rank expert, this is too embarrassing. Die! "

"Zongshi realm pinnacle expert!" Murong Qingyun exclaimed.

However, it was already too late for him to let out such a surprised cry. Uncle Nan's palm had already left a deep imprint on Murong Hai's chest. She felt a kind of pain all over her body, like the sound of thunder. Looking at Murong Hai's miserable state, Qing Chengwuhua did not have the mood for it. She waved her hand and said, "Murong Qingyun, I'll give you one more day to think it over. You must think this through clearly. You still can't give me a satisfactory answer when it gets dark tomorrow.

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