Chapter Seventy-Five: The Chess Game (I)

(Yesterday there were only 2 more, but there was a big chapter, more than 3,000 words.) So yesterday was still an update of 5000+ words. During the new book period, it is criticized that the update should be a little slower.,It's 5000+ every day.,After 30W words.,The update speed will be raised.。 Brothers, don't worry. ）

Chen Ming was indeed embarrassed enough this night, belonging to the kind of shame that was thrown home, if the "doorman" was late for a while and a half, it was estimated that he would really be hacked to death in the green belt on the spot.

However, the loss of this night is not big, and Chen Ming knows that while he loses face, he will also get something enough to kill the Ji family, and it is not a loss if he gains and loses.

Yang Wei was also sent to the hospital in time, before he was stabbed in the back in the process of escaping, Zuihou finally went into shock due to excessive blood loss, and then was fortunately saved by several members of the "doorman", and now he is lying in the hospital for blood transfusion, and the rest is fine.

After a night, Chen Ming lay on the bed and reflected, his force value was too low, this time he was protected by a "doorman", if it was really his turn to fight alone in the future, would he still have such good luck, it would be really hard to say, it was likely that he would lose his life if he was not careful.

When he got up the next morning, the wounds on Chen Ming's body had already scabbed, but fortunately, they didn't hit the vital point, and the wounds were not deep, coupled with Chen Ming's Xiaoqiang's general life physique, it was enough for him to get up the next day and be alive.

The source of this group of people Chen Ming didn't need to investigate at all, he knew on his knees that it was someone sent by Ji Jingchen, and what he had to do now was to meet McLee and his party who had made an appointment at yesterday's dinner to come to the Chen Group to "discuss" important matters.

Chen Ming slept directly in the Chen Group last night, and there was a bed in the CEO's empty room, and it was big enough for him to roll around.

After tidying up at the washstand, Chen Gongzi was resurrected again with full blood, and took the VIP exclusive elevator downstairs like no one else.

In the conference room downstairs, there was a voice, Chen Ming knew that it was the returnee young master named Mike Lee, and the old man of his family, the identity of this group of people, Chen Gongzi was very interested, just as he said before. At present, his Chen Ming's biggest goal is to conquer the Ji family in Anhui, if it is Liliang that can be united, he might as well unite. For example, the listed company in this young master's family, if it can serve as a cannon fodder vanguard for the Chen family to crusade against the Ji family, it would be a good idea.

In the conference room, several senior executives of the Chen Group were meeting with Mike Lee and his father, as well as several people from his company, sitting in a row, and sitting in front of this group of people was Xue Xuezhi's "good friend" who grew up together, Liu Lulu.

At this time, Liu Lulu definitely has no right to speak, her future father-in-law doesn't seem to have looked at her since this morning, and being able to let her come to this meeting is the result of McLee's painstaking begging, not at all what she said before, it is "going to a business meeting with McLee".

Chen Ming stood at the door of the conference room, listened attentively, and did not rush in, this kind of business talks, basically handed over to these senior executives of the Chen Group, can be completely handled, and there is no need for him to interfere with the beak.

"What does Mr. Li mean is that he wants to cooperate with the Chen Group in the territory of Anhui? Could it be that Mr. Li's enterprise is an industry under the command of the Ji family in Anhui?" Among the senior leaders of the Chen Group, a young man with glasses asked with a smile, his face was kind, his smile was cute, he spoke with full aura, and he did not lack affinity, and the way he spoke was really accurate.

This young man named Jin Chengren is Chen Qianshuang's proud protégé, young and promising, and Chen Qianshuang is quite admired for his skills and courage, and he has already sat in the position of CEO of Chen Group before he is 30 years old.

"No, we don't belong to the Ji family, this trip is to represent the Anhui Huang family, to talk to your group about this business, our Huanghai Investment Co., Ltd. is a subsidiary of the Huangshan Group, belongs to the Anhui Huang family's industry. The project I talked about with your group this time is an investment project of the Provincial Sports Center......"

Sitting on the right hand side of Mike Lee is his father, Li Qingchen, the standard Chinese name, and the three words "Mike Lee" form a stark contrast, this young master in the process of studying in the United States, the dictionary forgot his ancestors, Zuihou simply changed his name together, and took a foreign name.

"Anhui Huang Family, Huangshan Group?" Chen Ming frowned, for the situation in Anhui, Chen Ming has heard Chen Changsheng talk since he was a child, but there are some images, the first leader in Anhui, the Ji family deserves it; as for the second position, the controversy is relatively big, in addition to the Huang family, there is also the Chu family, these are all families that can break hands with the Ji family. Although the Huang and Chu families have been bleaching all these years, and the liliang on the underworld may be weak, it does not mean that Anhui has the final say on the Ji family.

"It's interesting. ”

Chen Ming's eyes were deep, the corners of his mouth were slightly grinning, and an elegant smile emerged, last night, early this morning, and now, in less than twenty-four hours, Chen Ming already had a perfect jihua in his heart, for the Ji family, for the entire Anhui.

"Anhui, it's going to be messy. ”

"The storm is coming. ”

Chen Ming stood outside the door and muttered.