Late at night, the top floor of Xinghui Building, a landmark building in Binjiang District.

Meng Xinghui, president of Xinghui Real Estate Group, stood in front of the wide floor-to-ceiling window of the office, looking at the beautiful night view of the Qingjiang River outside the window, but his face was so gloomy that he could almost drip water.

His only son, Meng Tianxing, was seriously injured by Zhang Zhen of the Qinghe Group when he was having fun at Qinghe International, and is still being treated in the hospital.

In order to avenge his son, in order to completely hit Zhang Zhen, he did not hesitate to spend huge financial and material resources, used a lot of connections, and exerted a lot of pressure, and finally forced Zhang Zhen's father to the brink of bankruptcy.

Seeing that he was about to succeed, and seeing his enemy fall from heaven to hell, who would have thought that the other party would miraculously get out of the predicament and come back to life!

All the layouts he set up and all the efforts he made are now all in vain!

This was a huge setback for him!

Meng Xinghui only felt a breath of anger lying across his chest, unable to dissipate, his hands behind his back, clenched tightly, and the green tendons on the back of his hands were violent!

In the empty and spacious office, there was silence, and the atmosphere was almost breathless, and even the originally bright lights seemed to be much dimmer in this oppressive atmosphere.

The two assistants stood behind him tremblingly, not even daring to breathe, and the boss's silent anger made their foreheads break out in a cold sweat.

After a long time, Meng Xinghui, who had been silent, finally asked lightly: "What the hell is going on? Why did Zhang Ziyang's Qinghe International open again? All the money of the Zhang family was swept away, and I said hello to all the banks and loan sharks, where did he get the money to pay off the bank loans and various guarantees?"

An assistant wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and replied: "It is said that the Xia family provided Zhang Ziyang with a loan of 100 million yuan at a critical moment to help them survive this crisis. ”

"The Xia family! It's the Xia family again!" Meng Xinghui's originally flat tone suddenly had a trace of fluctuation, and the fluctuation was full of strong hatred, "The Xia family and Zhang Ziyang usually can't fight, how can they suddenly help?"

The assistant said: "We also think it's strange that the Xia family provided the loan too suddenly and quickly, without any warning, as if it was a temporary decision, we investigated and suspected that there was a person named Han Ye threading a needle in it." ”

"Han Ye, this name seems to be somewhat familiar. Meng Xinghui frowned and recalled, "By the way, I remember that some time ago, there was a feng shui gentleman named Zhao Banxian who saved the life of Xia Xinye, the son of the Xia family, and that feng shui gentleman has an apprentice, it seems to be called Han Ye, I don't know if it's him?"

The assistant hurriedly said: "That's right, he is the apprentice of the Jianghu Divine Stick, a little Divine Stick." ”

"Jianghu Divine Stick?"

When Meng Xinghui heard this word, he suddenly became furious, turned around and grabbed an expensive antique ornament on the desk, and slammed it to the ground, with a "pop", and shattered!

"Can the Jianghu Divine Stick solve Xia Xinye's corpse poison? Can the Jianghu Divine Stick kill the corpse chasers and zombies in Xiangxi? The Jianghu Divine Stick can help the Zhang family get a loan of hundreds of millions of yuan, so that he can turn the crisis into safety? You tell me, which Jianghu Divine Stick in Nanling can do it!"

The assistant shuddered with fright, turned white, lowered his head, and did not dare to say another word.

Meng Xinghui lost his temper, the anger in his heart seemed to dissipate a little, and gradually calmed down: "Give me a good check on Zhao Banxian and his apprentices, they must be detailed and detailed, and there can be no omissions, understand?"

The two assistants nodded hurriedly, indicating that they remembered.

Meng Xinghui waved his hand and motioned for them to retreat, and the two assistants hurriedly retreated as if they had been amnestied.

As soon as the two of them closed the heavy door of the office, a gloomy voice suddenly came out of the shadows beyond the reach of the light: "Why are you so troublesome? Just let me kill them all, won't it be over?"

Meng Xinghui seemed to know that there were people there, so he was not the slightest surprised, but said lightly: "Know yourself and know your opponent, and you will not be defeated in a hundred battles." There are too many doubts about this master and apprentice, and it is best to understand the situation first.

In addition, the situation in Nanling is more complicated, and the Yang family is in charge here. The last time I asked the corpse chaser to take action, there was already a lot of noise, so it's better to be cautious now. If you really need to make a move, I'll let you know. ”

"Hey, I'm looking forward to it. The voice smiled, then fell silent again, as if it had never appeared.

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Han Ye didn't know that he and Zhao Huyou had become a thorn in Meng Xinghui's side.

After leaving Qinghe International that night, he returned to his usual busy state, taking classes for alchemy practice.

In addition, he is still eagerly waiting for news from Zhang Ziyang.

Han Ye did have a reason to be anxious, since he stepped into the realm of a first-order master, his cultivation progress had become quite slow.

Now that more than two months have passed since the last advancement, Throw Ran has not been able to go to the next level and become a second-order master, as for breaking through the master, stepping into the realm of the grandmaster, and summoning new ancient gods and demons, it is even more far away.

If you want to improve your cultivation progress and break through the realm quickly, the only thing you can count on now is the Emperor Qi Condensing Pill.

Now, all the auxiliary materials for refining the Emperor Condensing Qi Pill have been completed, and the two-hundred-year-old Lingzhi has also been obtained, but only the three-hundred-year-old wild ginseng is missing.

Han Ye desperately hoped that Zhang Ziyang could bring him some good news.

In this way, in the mentality of suffering from gains and losses, he waited for a week, and just when Han Ye thought that Zhang Ziyang had forgotten about it, Zhang Ziyang suddenly called him excitedly.

"Oops, I'm sorry to keep you waiting so long. In fact, after you explained the matter that day, I kept asking around about the whereabouts of the medicinal herb collector, but the whereabouts of that person were relatively mysterious, living in a shallow place, rarely meeting the living, and not even having many friends. ”

"Get in touch?" Han Ye couldn't help but perk up, and asked eagerly, "Does he have any three-hundred-year-old wild ginseng there?"

"He didn't say it explicitly, but I see his expression and tone, there should be one, but that thing is too rare, and even if there is, he doesn't seem to want to change hands......"

Han Ye's brows couldn't help frowning, and just as he felt that things were a little tricky, Zhang Ziyang's words suddenly changed: "However, that person has heard of the name of your master Zhao Banxian and wants to meet Zhao Banxian, so I think there may be a drama in this matter." ”

As soon as he heard that there was still a drama, Han Ye's brows relaxed.

If the collector wants to meet the old god stick, there must be some trouble that is difficult to solve, and he needs a feng shui master like the old god stick to help him show him the way.

If there is demand, there is the possibility of negotiation, and the most feared thing is that there is no demand, that is really a dog biting a turtle, and there is nowhere to put your mouth.

Han Ye hurriedly asked Zhang Ziyang to agree, and then made an appointment and went to the appointment with the old god stick.