The furnishings in the rooms are high class and luxurious. The middle-aged man has sharp eyes, a ruddy complexion, and even a faint luster on his skin. On the other hand, the thin old man in black with sparse hair and a blue face, bald, sat cross-legged on the bed with his eyes closed, if it weren't for his fingers constantly twisting a string of beads that looked like some kind of bone grinding, the whole person looked like a dead corpse without feeling. Cold, lonely, lifeless.

"Master Yubi, the Qin family is extraordinary, I wonder if you are sure enough to deal with them?"

The old man in black lifted his eyelids, rolled out pale yellow eyeballs under his eyelids, glanced at the middle-aged man lightly, and said in a low and hoarse voice: "They? Don't you have the surname Qin? ”

It's as if I've heard some insulting words. The middle-aged man's eyes instantly became extremely vicious, and his face became even more gloomy. He crushed the glass in his hand with a snap, and the bright red wine flowed down his fingers. His face was distorted and hideous, and he said hatefully: "Of course my surname is not Qin, my surname is Yan, nor is my name Qin Tianfang, but Yan Guoming." If my father hadn't been betrayed by Qin Zaichen, the old horseman, in order to curry favor with the Chinese government, why would he have died in a foreign land, and in the end he couldn't even find a complete corpse. Hmph, his Qin family has adopted me for twenty years with hypocrisy, thinking that this will be able to offset the sins committed by the old man Qin back then, and will he be able to resolve the hatred with my Yan family? Delusion! I, Yan Guoming, have been working hard abroad for twenty years, in order to one day find Qin Lao Pifu to take revenge and destroy the one he owned by the Qin family. ”

"But your twenty years of hard work have been in vain, haven't they? As far as the old man knows, your Liwei Group in Indonesia is not the opponent of the Qin Group in the international market at all, and secretly opposes them everywhere, but is suppressed everywhere. So far, it is also on the verge of bankruptcy. That's why you will appear in China today as Qin Tianfang, your purpose is not to destroy the Qin family, but to get the Qin family. ”

The words of the old man in black were like a nail that was driven directly into the heart of the middle-aged man. While making him feel humiliated, he was more helpless. Because, the old man was not wrong. The ironclad fact made it hard for him to breathe. The snort was heavy, the eyes were more gloomy, and the expression was more obedient and tyrannical.

Striding to the couch, he turned and sat down, leaning back against the couch, looking up at the ceiling, his fingers hooking the tie knot, pulling down sharply, tearing the collar of his shirt with all his might, and shattering the crystal button at the neckline. Try to get your breathing easy. After a long time, he suddenly curled the corners of his mouth with a strange expression, gradually getting bigger and bigger, and finally laughed wildly. The laughter was hysterical, uncontrollable. Suddenly, he stopped laughing, and said in a cloudy way:

"Master Habi, you're right. I want to get the Qin family. and then take control of the Qin Group. Today's society is a society of money, and those who have money are God, and they can play with them wantonly. Trample a qiē. Money is the most merciless bullet and the sharpest knife. With an infinite amount of money, anyone can do whatever they want. Kill Qin Zaichen, that old horseman? No, no, no, that's too cheap for him. I'm going to make him lose all his qiē and let him watch all his relatives around him become beggars. Doesn't he have a favorite little granddaughter? It seems to be called Qin Gege, I heard that he is still an omnipotent little genius, haha...... Lao Tzu just wants him to watch his most beloved granddaughter being sold to Africa by me and sent to the crotch of countless laborers, which is a hundred times stronger than killing him directly. Isn't it? Hey, hehe, hahaha......"

The middle-aged man laughed wildly again. Coldly, the old man in black spoke coldly, and his voice was like two grinding discs. "The premise is that you can kidnap the Qin family's qiē as you wish, otherwise, this qiē is just a fantasy and a nonsense."

The middle-aged man sat up straight suddenly, leaned forward and said to the old man in black urgently: "No, no, no, Master Lubi, this qiē can't be a fantasy, let alone a nonsense." Isn't that you? You are a god on high and can do anything. Compared to you, we are humble mortals. Tomorrow I will make an appointment to meet Qin Changqing as planned, you just need to rob him halfway and force him to sign the equity transfer form, and I will arrange the rest. ”

After all, middle-aged people are extraordinary people, and after decades of accumulated grievances and hatred, they have controlled their feelings very well. Tomorrow was the decisive day, and until then, he couldn't let his heart go haywire. Otherwise, once he loses, he will have no chance to turn over and take revenge. And the Liwei Group behind him would be eaten by Qin Changqing in the blink of an eye.

He knows Qin Changqing, his nominal eldest brother, very well. This person treats his family and friends with a kind and friendly attitude. can treat enemies and opponents, but never show mercy, otherwise the Qin Group would not have developed to this day under his leadership.

"It's not a problem to rob Qin Changqing halfway, and it's not a problem to force him to sign. The old man's god control technique is extremely effective, and no one can resist it. But the old man has something to remind you. Old man, it doesn't matter if you are Qin Tianfang or Yan Guoming. In short, after the matter is completed, you must fulfill the conditions proposed by the old man that day, otherwise, the old man will let you live and not die! Even the family behind you. The old man will not let them go. The end will be a hundred times crueler than death. You, got it? ”

The cold killing intent that burst out of the pale yellow pupils of the old man in black directly penetrated into his body, chilling to the bones of the middle-aged man, and his whole body seemed to be frozen in an instant. The cold sweat of the bean couldn't help but drip out of his head.

The middle-aged man knelt on the ground and kowtowed like pounding garlic. He said: "Master Haobi, I spent a lot of energy to invite you from Yunnan to the capital, just because I heard of your omnipotent prestige. As long as you can deal with the Qin family, get the equity transfer letter, and promise you in advance, you will definitely do it all. ”

"Get up." The old man in black closed his eyes and said lightly: "A man has gold under his knees, don't kneel down to people at every turn." In that case, even if you are rich and rival the country, you will not be respected by the world. ”

"Yes, yes, yes, you've always taught you." The middle-aged man didn't dare to breathe, stood up in a panic, and sat down on the sofa again.

"If that Qin Changqing finishes signing, what are you going to do with him?"

"Kill!" The middle-aged man said hatefully without hesitation.

"I see. You go out. ”

"Yes."

The middle-aged man left the room and closed the door. When he turned around, the humble fear on his face disappeared and became vicious and vicious.

He smiled in his heart: "Old monster, when you get the Qin Group in your hands and have the money that rivals the country, at that time, I, Yan Guoming, will definitely make your death ugly!" Hum! ”

……

At night, the time was just past midnight. Turning off the lights and turning off the fire, a figure suddenly appeared in Qin Changqing's room, which was dark all around.

The figure is silent, and its actions are like ghosts. "Floated" to Qin Changqing's bed, and the pair of eyes shone brightly in the dark. Looking down at Qin Changqing's sleeping face. A hand reached out and pressed it to his chest.

Qin Changqing has been separated from his wife for ten years. One lives in the country, the other has lived abroad for many years, and there is little contact with each other. It's just that they exchange phone calls every New Year's Day, say hello without pain and itch, chat a few words, and the call time is definitely not more than two minutes. In the past ten years, it has not changed. Although there is no divorce, this lifestyle is almost like divorce.

As a manager with a huge fortune and the fate of thousands of people. The best of the best. Star entrepreneurs who frequently appear in Fortune magazines at home and abroad. It is also a man who has been physically and mentally mature for a long time. Since the wife left. For ten years, he had never touched a woman. He is often called "a monk among entrepreneurs", "an alternative among men", "a contemporary Yanagishita Megumi", and "impotence in King Kong". He always laughed at these many titles.

No one understands the relationship between him and his wife. Between sex and love, he chose the latter. Between sticking to his feelings and constantly being haunted by peach blossoms, he chose to stick to his feelings. He believes that men should never be animals that think with their lower bodies, that sex without love is undesirable, and that not every man needs that momentary release, at least, he doesn't. As a normal man, he is not without desires, but he controls his desires under reason, although it is very painful and not easy, but he still insists. And will always stick to it. Until the day his wife returned to him. All desires will explode on that day, also as punishment. Punish that woman for cruelly leaving him alone in the empty house for so many years.

The quality of his sleep was not high. It can be said that it is low, and the time is very short. It usually doesn't take more than four hours. However, the sleep of these four hours was also very light, and he would be awakened by the slightest abnormal noise. Don't look at the rich country in the eyes of outsiders, with countless enviable halos on your head. But there will always be a price to pay. Poor quality sleep is the hard work and the spirit.

The black shadow's hand touched the thin blanket covering his chest, and Qin Changqing woke up. He quickly grabbed the hand and asked, "Who are you?" ”

"It's the one who made you go to hell and be a ghost!" The voice of a dark shadow resounded coldly through the room. It's ghostly.

"There are so many people who want me to be a ghost. It's just you, hum, in the next life! Hearing the other party's voice, Qin Changqing's heart relaxed. I pulled off the lamp next to the bed. "Tell me, what are you doing sneaking into my room so late?"

Under the light, the appearance and figure of the black shadow were a handsome Taoist priest who looked to be in his thirties, and actually held a bun on his head and inserted an ebony hairpin. The sword eyebrows are starry-eyed, and the figure is long, but the robe is a little worn, and the yin and yang fish pattern embroidered on the chest has several patches.

The Taoist priest threw himself on the bed with his shoes on, and lay down next to him. He crossed his hands on the back of his head and said lazily, "Didn't I sue you?" I want you to be a ghost. ”

"Get out, stinky Taoist, don't talk about getting away from Lao Tzu."