Out of the manor that seemed to be loosely guarded but was actually extremely strict, Wang Fuxing sat in the car, and after driving away, he suddenly realized that his back had been completely soaked with cold sweat, sticky and uncomfortable.

Wang Fuxing laughed at himself, in this world, no one is really afraid of death, tonight's big bet with Lan, he is far from being a winner, at best he can only say that he did not lose, he just bet on the right bet, a woman like Lan is destined not to fall in love with anyone easily, she belongs to the kind of girl who would rather be a slave of power than be held in the palm of her hand by a man as a baby, kill Rothschild. Jie, once she succeeds, she can smoothly control the largest financial empire in the world so far, as for whether she will cross the river and tear down the bridge, Wang Fuxing has no bottom in his heart, but he is very sure that once he fails, it will definitely be an end of death without a place to bury.

High risk and high reward, for this style of acting similar to the sword, Wang Fuxing has an almost paranoid conceit.

In the rearview mirror, Wang Fuxing glanced at the villa behind him that was gradually moving away and still had not too many lights, squinted, and muttered to himself: "Asking a European goddess to give me a child, this kind of thing really makes people feel a sense of accomplishment when they think about it." ”

The phone rang suddenly.

Wang Fuxing stepped on the brakes, slowed down the car, glanced at the caller ID, and squinted his eyes slightly.

It was Wang Tianxiong's phone number.

This invisible standing committee member of the Celestial Empire, who seems to have taken root in the city after coming to Huating, has no intention of returning to the capital until now, and rarely meets and communicates with Wang Fuxing, and he is mysterious all day long, and he doesn't know what he is busy with.

Wang Fuxing answered the phone and fed.

"Your situation is a little bad, I really don't know whether to say that you are cowardly, or that there is no one in your eyes."

Wang Tianxiong said with a smile on the phone, with a joke in his tone.

"Oh?"

Wang Fuxing's expression was calm.

"I just got the news that Rothschild. Jie is about to do something to you, what a trouble-causing ancestor, the word "trouble comes from the mouth" is the most suitable for you. ”

Wang Tianxiong said lightly, around seven o'clock in the evening, it was time to have dinner, but he seemed to be alone, except for his voice, there was silence on the phone.

A smile appeared at the corner of Wang Fuxing's mouth, as if he understood something, but he asked knowingly, "Why?" ”

"You want Rothschild. Arashi gives you a baby? ”

Wang Tianxiong was amazed on the phone: "No man can endure this kind of thing, one of Jie's assassination teams has come to Huating, there are not many people, it is estimated that there are no more than five, but they are all elite, if I guess correctly, you will soon encounter the power of Rothschild, the pro-guards around their first heir, among them is an old monster that even I am afraid of, have you figured out how to deal with it?" ”

Wang Fuxing's heart jumped and he was silent.

There will never be a level similar to those in fantasy cultivation novels in this world, and the so-called masters, how high they are, only after encountering them can they have a rough estimate in their hearts.

How strong is Wang Tianxiong?

According to Wang Fuxing's estimate, if he was in a peak state with a frenzy, coupled with the strength of Huangfu Lingxi, who had greatly improved after being discharged from the hospital, and at the same time chose the most tragic way of self-harm to attack Wang Tianxiong unexpectedly, it should be able to cause a certain amount of trauma to that man.

And as a result, he and Huangfu Lingxi died.

Exaggeration?

This is not an exaggeration at all, and even this is a conservative estimate.

So what level of existence will an old monster that can make Wang Tianxiong jealous?

"You're jealous of the old monster? Can't beat him? ”

Wang Fuxing was silent for a while, and turned the speed to the slowest speed, the greeting gift that Lan gave him, the only Rolls Royce Silver Spirit in the Celestial Empire at present, slowly moved forward at a crawling speed.

"I can win, but if I add the interference of that assassination team, I will also be in great trouble, and even seriously injured."

Wang Tianxiong said indifferently, his tone was light and light.

Wang Fuxing was silent again, obviously, so far, he couldn't come up with an exchange chip that made Wang Tianxiong willing to be seriously injured once.

"I have a mission on my body, and I can't leave you to take care of you in the short term."

Wang Tianxiong continued.

"Understood."

Wang Fuxing smiled: "Thank you for your information." ”

Huating city.

In a high-end hardcover apartment.

Wang Tianxiong was silent for a while, sighed, and hung up the phone.

As soon as the call ended, the phone rang again.

Wang Tianxiong, who was originally frowning lightly and thinking, looked at the number and narrowed his eyes.

It was a strange number that 99% of people in the Celestial Empire could not know, it was very short, but each number had its own meaning.

Wang Tianxiong snorted coldly in a low voice, as if he had some conflicts with the owner on the other end of the phone, and directly pressed the reject button.

Within two minutes, the phone rang again.

It was unusually harsh in the silence of the study.

Wang Tianxiong stared at the phone quietly, and answered it a second before the second call was about to end, and fed it in a flat tone.

"Comrade Tianxiong! Don't get emotional! Once politics involves personal feelings, it is enough to push any plan into the abyss! This is a manifestation of irresponsibility to the state! It's naïve! Immature! ”

An unusually majestic voice sounded on the phone, speaking quickly and in an extremely heavy tone!

Wang Tianxiong has been praised by countless people as an invisible member of the Standing Committee, and on a certain level, this man is not an exaggeration to be called a national leader.

Who is sacred to be able to speak to him in such a tone? But no matter how you guess it, the status of the owner of this private phone taken from Zhongnanhai can be imagined.

"I don't agree with you this time."

Wang Tianxiong said flatly, with a sneer in his tone: "Politics can not talk about feelings? Can politics be treacherous? We can't take any chances, it's chilling. ”

"Bang!"

A loud bang rang clearly from the other end of the phone, and the person opposite seemed to slap the table.

Wang Tianxiong remained silent, holding the phone silently.

There was no sound on the other end of the phone.

After a long time, an old and tired sigh sounded softly, and the majesty was still the same: "We don't agree with you, there are no differences in this kind of matter, Comrade Tianxiong, I hope you can distinguish between what is public and what is private." Facts have proved that our development direction is correct, is the road that can ensure the interests of the majority of the people, and now our development has the core competitiveness in the world, but it also has drawbacks. We have to develop our own strengths and make up for our weaknesses, and the huge bureaucracy needs to be reformed, and under this premise, we must not allow another bureaucratic system with a small international character to emerge, which is a very dangerous situation! ”

"Hypocrisy."

Wang Tianxiong sneered,-for-tat, and did not leave any emotion.

It's just two words, but the words are extremely heavy.

The big guy on the other end of the phone was furious, but he was helpless, and sighed: "We hope that we can do your work, and in a few decades, the scene of the Celestial Empire will prove that our decision is very correct, Comrade Tianxiong, we still have time, we can observe slowly, you can keep your point of view for the time being, and the Standing Committee supports the plan you proposed." ”

This standing committee is not a member of the standing committee of the county party committee, a member of the standing committee of the municipal party committee, or a member of the standing committee of the provincial party committee.

Its level, in the Celestial Empire, is almost already high and cannot be higher.

Wang Tianxiong clenched his fists tightly, his bones crackled, his eyes squinted, and he was already on the verge of rage.

"I regret it."

Wang Tianxiong said firmly, and before the person on the other end of the phone did not speak, he took the lead in speaking: "I just want to know your opinion, your private opinion." You've already hurt her once, now what? Why don't you share your opinion? ”

There was a long silence on the phone, to be expected.

Just when Wang Tianxiong was about to hang up the phone with a disappointed face, the voice on the other end rang again.

"Brother... This is politics, and if you are in your position, you must do something about it, otherwise it will be irresponsible. I have been successful all my life, I have done wrong things, but very few, some things, I feel guilty in my heart, but I have no regrets! ”

Resolutely, almost resolutely.

"Good, good, good."

Wang Tianxiong laughed angrily, and said three good words in a row, as if there was a knife hidden in his tone: "What a great man." ”