Chapter 1633: The King of the White City Appears!

Chapter 1633: The King of the White City Appears!

As a pure Baicheng person, Xiao Liqun may not have a thorough understanding of the brilliance that Xiao Zheng has created in Sijiu City. www.biquge.info But Bai Wushuang's terrifying existence is not only unusually familiar, but also eager to stammer.

What does it mean to be from a wealthy family? What does it mean to be loved by thousands of people in one? What do you call - the local tyrant of flowing water, the white family of iron?

Xiao Liqun may be a little tall and a little arrogant. But in front of Bai Wushuang, he was willing to be his grandson - if the other party gave him such a chance.

In Xiao Liqun's eyes, businessmen are divided into those who have some family backgrounds in their hands, and those who have unimaginable official backgrounds in addition to those who have family backgrounds. For example, the Bai family, in addition to its strong financial resources, this huge family also has the energy to go directly to the central government. Bai Zhengqing is innocent and the old man has a big birthday, and the secretary and mayor of Baicheng City will basically attend at the same time. Even the central government will send people to participate. Why? Because the old man has a red background with a long history. He has a close relationship with the former No. 1 chief.

This capital cannot be accumulated by relying on 10 billion or 20 billion. Nor can it be built by a certain stage of the business world. It depends on time and heritage.

Therefore, in Xiao Liqun's eyes, the Bai family is not a pure merchant family. It's a prominent family. Like the Ye Mansion, it is admirable.

But just now, Xiao Zheng used a voice that only a few people nearby could hear, domineering and unrelentingly drove away the third-generation head of the Bai family, Bai Wushuang!

It's so no suspense, so - it's loud!

It wasn't until this moment that Xiao Liqun knew that he had misread a message. Xiao Zheng is not just a qualified or even excellent businessman. In this complex country, he has the power that even Bai Wushuang fears!

Such a big man, how can an uncle fight?

Now, he finally knows that he has cheated on his uncle. And more than once.

From the very beginning, he should have introduced who Xiao Zheng was. Later, he should not have been reckless and expanded the situation to the public. He tried to use public opinion to put pressure on Xiao Zheng. But in the end, it was not Xiao Zheng who was ashamed, but his uncle-

At this moment, Xiao Yang could only drink this strangely colored depth charge in front of everyone. The people around seemed to turn their heads and talk about their own things, but Xiao Liqun knew very well that these people were all watching his uncle's jokes.

Watching a person on top fall off the altar is the dark side that most people have. Crushing the beautiful can already make people deformed pleasure. This has been the case since ancient times.

Xiao Zheng's words have been spoken, and Xiao Yang has no choice.

Although this is the worst fall he has had in more than 20 years in politics. But from an objective point of view, it is also in line with several basic factors for the fall of officials. Power, women, money. All the officials dismounted, nothing more than these points. And women happen to be the largest external factor.

Xiao Yang mixed three liquids and poured a full glass, then pinched his nose and drank it in one go.

Dizziness, nausea, burning in the stomach like a knife. Xiao Yang forcibly suppressed the tumbling physiological reaction in his body. His face was blue and red, and he was in unspeakable pain.

The double blow of body and mind made this high-ranking provincial bureau leader extremely uncomfortable. I just want to get out of here as fast as I can. He put down his wine glass and glanced at Xiao Zheng with fluttering eyes: "Boss Xiao, are you satisfied?" ā€

He speaks quite hard. Perhaps to save what little dignity he had left. Or maybe he's drunk and thinks he's soft-spoken, humble...

Xiao Zheng lit a cigarette, glanced at Xiao Yang calmly, suddenly clapped his palms, and said with a smile: "Good amount of wine." ā€

Then, he turned his head to look at Xiao Liqun.

The latter was swept away by Xiao Zheng's bland eyes, and he was terrified, and hung his head in embarrassment, not daring to look directly at him.

"Look up." Xiao Zheng's thin lips opened slightly, and he couldn't see any emotion.

There is neither the pride and complacency of winning the victory, nor the pleasure and arrogance of the opponent. just stared at Xiao Liqun with a flat and calm face. It's hard to guess what he's thinking.

Xiao Liqun was forced to raise his head, but his eyes were very evasive.

He knew it was his turn next.

Even his uncle was humiliated in public, let alone he was already eating in Xin'ao?

Clean him up, Mr. Lan is enough. There is no need for Xiao Zheng to even come out.

"You hate me?" Xiao Zheng asked nonchalantly.

"How dare I—" Xiao Liqun responded worriedly.

"Whether you dare or not is one thing, your eyes tell me that you want to kill me." Xiao Zheng puffed out a puff of smoke and said slowly.

Xiao Liqun's body trembled violently, bit his tongue to keep himself awake, and hung his head respectfully: "Boss Xiao, I'm sorry, it's my fault-"

"It's not too late to recognize mistakes. But a mistake is a mistake, and anyone who does something wrong will be punished. Xiao Zheng snuffed out his cigarette and glanced at Lan Xin. Mr. Lan, I'm the master. Stop all his work. The movie was remade with a male lead. As for the contract, how many years are left? ā€

"Three years." Lan Xin said softly.

"Just keep the contract. For some people, a few days of reflection is enough. But some people need enough time to think about life. Xiao Zheng said lightly, but completely blocked all of Xiao Liqun's life in the next three years.

In the past three years, he has no job, no exposure, no money to make, and even lost his freedom. The only thing he can do is to hide at home and eat and wait for death with self-pity.

"Listen to Mr. Xiao." Lan Xin nodded lightly in agreement.

Xiao Liqun's face was like ashes, but he could only accept it in despair.

Even his uncle, the only supporter, bowed his proud head in front of the powerful Xiao Zheng. What capital does he have to rebel against Xiao Zheng?

It's just that for Xiao Liqun to spend the most combative three years, it is really frustrating and even collapsed. He was originally a well-known artist, and once this movie with an investment of more than 100 million yuan is released, it will push him to a whole new height. Variety shows, TV series, albums, and even exposure opportunities at major award ceremonies will not be with him.

And he knows better that once he is blocked, Cai Lan will fully receive the company's resources that should belong to him. Step by step, stabilize the status of first-line artists.

Damn it!

After saying this, Xiao Zheng waved his hand and said expressionlessly: "Xiao Ju, haven't you drunk enough?" Want another drink? ā€

Xiao Yang's face turned pale, and he hurriedly said goodbye and left.

Drink again?

It's really necessary to call an ambulance.

These kinds of things are mixed together, and they are even more disgusting than Meng Po soup.

But the uncle and nephew didn't take a few steps, and a group of big people suddenly appeared at the gate of the venue, which caused a sensation in the audience.

And the most exciting man among them is Bai Wufang!

This person is famous and is the idol of countless Chinese people. Even though he hasn't shown up for more than 20 years, he is still a benchmark horror existence in White City!

When he appeared at the venue, everyone stood up. Some people recognize Bai Wufang at a glance, and others just go with the flow. Look at it with a puzzled look.

Of course, the man standing next to Bai Wufang must recognize it as long as there is a TV at home!

This person is not an outsider, it is the number one in Baicheng, Han Dong!

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