Chapter 1: Leopard Teeth

Night was falling.

Qingyuan City shrouded in twilight, the lights are brilliant.

Qingyuan is under the jurisdiction of Yidong Province, located at the junction of three provinces and cities, and is the largest city in the western part of Yidong Province. There are lofty mountains and mountains within a radius of hundreds of miles, and Qingyuan City is like a bright pearl in the night sky, shining with a charming luster among the mountains.

Of course, it doesn't compare with a real metropolis.

As the first-class "big brother" of Qingyuan City, Chen Guo is not a bun, he has been to many places and seen many worlds. The capital, the pearl, the estuary, and the mountain city, the most prosperous metropolises in China, Chen Guo has been there. It's really remarkable, but Chen Guo doesn't feel it. Because in those cities he had no roots, he was nothing, and no one knew who he was. Only by returning to Qingyuan City can Chen Guo regain the feeling of being the boss.

Now, Chen Guo leaned over the railing of the corridor on the second floor, holding his favorite leopard tooth pipe in his mouth, and his expression was very comfortable. This leopard tooth was taken out of the mouth of a hungry adult leopard that he personally slaughtered in the deep mountains. After many years, Chen Guo seems to be able to feel a trace of the fierce leopard from the leopard tooth pipe.

In Qingyuan City, Chen Guo is indeed proud.

For example, the splendid Qingyuan Hotel under his feet, which is twelve floors high, is the largest, most upscale and most luxurious hotel in Qingyuan City. Singing and dancing every night, drunk and drunk every day. For the mountainous areas of Yixi Province, where the per capita annual income is less than 2,000 yuan, the consumption of Qingyuan Hotel is unbelievable.

It is said that staying in the most luxurious suite of the Qingyuan Hotel for one night will cost the average person the total income of a year. If you want to play something else, a year's income is far from enough.

Not to mention the mountain people in the depths of the mountains, even if they are ordinary office workers in Qingyuan City, they can only look up to Qingyuan Hotel, and never dare to step into it. Those who can walk into Qingyuan Hotel are all amazing rich people, either rich or expensive.

It can be seen that for the owner of this hotel, the big boss Chen Guo, Qingyuan people are in awe and admiration.

Of course, most Qingyuan people are a little puzzled, weishenme in such a remote mountain city, can support such a luxurious hotel, I don't know where those big guys who go in and out of the hotel every day, wearing gold and silver, come from.

It's definitely not Qingyuan, at least not all.

It is impossible for Qingyuan to have so many big bosses.

The secret is on the twelfth floor of the Qingyuan Hotel.

Right at Chen Guo's feet.

The entire twelfth floor is a huge hall with an area of thousands of square meters.

Dozens of luxurious crystal chandeliers illuminate the entire hall as if it were daytime.

There are a lot of people in the hall, plus the hotel's service staff, there must be one or two hundred people. Two hundred people are scattered in a hall of thousands of square meters, so it is not so crowded.

Chen Guo believes that among these guests, some of them may have a net worth thicker than him, and may even be several times more than ten times his.

In this world, there are too many rich and powerful guys.

Chen Guo knew how big Shijie was outside.

In real big cities like Jiangkou and Mingzhu, the billionaires with millions of family assets may be more than the population of the entire Qingyuan City.

Qingyuancheng is the largest distribution center of Chinese herbal medicine at the junction of the three provinces and cities in the southwest. More than half of the financial revenue of the entire Qingyuan City depends on this medicinal material market.

The Qingyuan Hotel is the most high-end trading place for precious medicinal materials.

Those who can go up to the lobby on the twelfth floor of Qingyuan Hotel to trade are not ordinary people. There are big medicinal herb merchants, there are big tycoons in the rivers and lakes, there are foreign masters with unique skills, and even government officials who hide their identities.

No matter what your status is, as long as you are eligible to enter the trading floor of Qingyuan Hotel, you are absolutely safe. Here, no one will check your details, no one will ask you where the trading items you took out are coming from, and you don't have to worry about exposing your money.

Chen Guo Chen Qiye absolutely guarantees your safety.

A man cannot stand without faith.

This is a truth that Chen Guo understands after rolling on the rivers and lakes for many years. It is precisely because of understanding this truth that Chen Guo was able to change from a junior apprentice in a pharmacy to the master of the underground shijie in Qingyuan City.

The robes of the entire Yidong, Bashu, and Shancheng provinces and cities, whoever sees Chen Guo must respectfully call him "Seventh Master". Only Huang Sanye, the chief helmsman of the robe brother who lives in a mountain city, sent a sentence, which worked for Chen Qiye.

In Qingyuan, no one could pose a real threat to Chen Qiye.

Unless it is a big man in Lingyan City, the capital of Yidong Province, it will make Chen Guo feel awe.

After all, the world is different, and the big shili on the official face is not something that the underground shijie can contend with, otherwise, Chen Guo would not spend so much money every year to find a way.

If you want to cover the sky with one hand in Qingyuan's underground shijie, without the strongman on the countertop, it will definitely not work.

At this point, Chen Guo has always been very sober.

The big man in the provincial city only needs to raise a little finger, not to mention breaking his bones, at least he can ruin his great foundation in Qingyuan for more than ten years.

Fortunately, the Qingyuan Hotel is just trading some medicinal materials, and at most it will make some entertainment or something, and it will not be a big deal.

Bloodstained things, Chen Guo has not done it for a long time.

In this Qingyuan City, no one dares to play tricks with Chen Qiye. Unless he is really impatient and is in a hurry to find death, Chen Qiye will fulfill him, which is also called helplessness.

There are one or two hundred people in the hall, and the real guests may be less than a hundred, and the rest are staff, not less than the number of guests, and the service is very good.

Since everyone who comes is a master, then there must be a "master" system, and this rule cannot be abolished anywhere.

This is also the reason why Chen Qiye and Qingyuan Hotel are particularly popular with guests.

Guests who can go up to the lobby on the twelfth floor of Qingyuan Hotel to trade, who cares about money? What you care about is enjoyment, that is, face, and you must not be wronged.

Chen Guo treats the guest as a master, and the guest treats him as a master.

Every time there is a trade fair, Chen Guo will come to the town in person, just for fear that someone will make trouble. No one in Qingyuan City dared to cause trouble in Chen Qiye's field, it didn't mean that others wouldn't dare. There are many rich and powerful among the guests.

Chen Qiye and the signboard of Qingyuan Hotel cannot be smashed.

Chen Guo held a leopard-toothed pipe in his mouth, squinted his eyes, and slowly scanned the hall.

Chen Guo is in his early forties, with a standard figure, and there is no trace of fat on his lower abdomen. It was passed on to him by the old immortal master when he was a junior apprentice in a pharmacy. It wasn't until the master's deathbed that Chen Guo knew that this old immortal guy used to be a well-known ruthless character among the 12 Taibao brothers in the southwestern provinces.

Without this foundation, how could Chen Guo dare to go into the mountains alone to collect medicine, and how could he dare to put his bare hands on the extremely hungry money leopard? Forcibly broke all three fangs of the leopard, leaving only this one intact, carved into a pipe.

Chen Guo's eyes were very sharp, there were one or two hundred people in the hall, he slowly swept over, and everyone could distinguish clearly. For those who practice martial arts, it is taboo to have bad eyes, and even if they study and practice hard, their achievements are very limited.

Suddenly, the corners of Chen Qiye's eyebrows twitched.

He saw two new faces.

Very young.

It was two young people, a man and a woman, and Chen Guo's eyes stayed on them for a long time.

Two young men sat at table twenty-seven.

The layout of the trading hall of Qingyuan Hotel is similar to that of an exhibition, with each guest having one or even several independent seats, sofas, coffee tables, glass exhibition stands, and everything is available. Guests bring their precious medicinal herbs in the glass booth or directly on the coffee table to trade with other guests.

The coffee table and glass booth are not large and exquisite. But that's enough. Those who come here to trade are all rare and high-quality goods, such as six-grade leaf old mountain ginseng, formed He Shou Wu, natural snow spirit insects in the depths of Miaojiang and other rare treasures, which are only idle here, and will pop up from time to time. The trading floor of Qingyuan Hotel is not a roadside stall.

There are not many good goods.

The coffee table and the glass booth at table 27 were clean, and nothing could be seen.

The two guests have not yet taken out the items they used for trading.

However, Chen Guo didn't focus on medicinal materials, he focused on these two people. They were all in their twenties, and the young man, dressed in a plain white Tang suit, looked like cotton and linen, not silk, and had a pair of old cloth shoes under his feet. Medium-sized, I can't see the height when I sit, it is estimated that it should be about one meter seven or eight, with a delicate face, with a strong bookish atmosphere, no matter how I look at it, I don't look like a businessman with a lot of money, nor does I look like a government official, and I don't look like a tycoon of the rivers and lakes.

Holding a blue and white porcelain cup, slowly sipping tea, it seems that the whole person is very soft, without a little edge exposed. If it weren't for his very young face, just looking at this bearing, I would have thought that he was a middle-aged man over forty years old.

The young woman with him was standing.

The dress is very ordinary, and you can see this kind of plainly dressed young girl on the streets of Qingyuan at any time. Shoulder-length black hair, very good-looking, very pure. At first glance, it feels clean.

It's not clean in the usual sense, but refreshing.

Over the years, Chen Guo has seen too many young girls with heavy makeup and delicate hair, who called themselves "old mothers" when they were teenagers, and they can't wait to announce the news that they are not virgins to Quan Shijie.

It's really rare to see such a clean, refreshing girl.

The young girl stood beside the man, surprisingly quiet.

Suddenly, Chen Guo's brain dizzy.

Chen Guo was taken aback, and quickly calmed down, not knowing where this feeling of dizziness came from, it seemed to be because he stared at the girl for a few more moments.

How could such a thing happen?

Chen Guo's face changed slightly, and he felt a little uncomfortable in his heart.