The funeral music is like weeping, sad and loud.

Su Xiaoxiao sat in a black Rolls-Royce, dressed in black, quietly looking at the sparse crowd.

There was some light rain in the sky, and the crowd of mourners walked along the white marble road to the cemetery, and no one had sadness on their faces.

The people who died like this, who is willing to come and send them on the last journey, is almost inconsistent, and they all think that if they come to send it, they will offend Qingtian International.

Su Xiaoxin was full of unspeakable sorrow, but he never got out of the car.

"I received the news that Wilson personally went to Cannes to make a move on the Barty Group, and talked to several famous local bankers and speculators for an afternoon, and the deal went very smoothly." On the phone, a man reported the situation in a deep voice.

Ning Duhan sat next to Su Xiaoxiao, holding a mobile phone in his hand, listening quietly, and his eyes fell on the group of funerals in the distance.

"But for some reason, Wilson suddenly changed his mind and recalled several of the staff and high-ranking officials he had placed within the Barti Group."

"Recalled?" Ning Duhan raised his eyebrows slightly.

"Yes," said the man, puzzled, "and Wilson is going to get up in time to go back to Paris, and the bankers who were going to make a fortune are now angry, but they can't do much about the Brutus. ”

Playing ruthlessly, who can play Wilson?

As for revenge, a patriarch like Wilson can directly take their lives and will not be punished by the slightest bit of law.

"Alright," Ning Duhan said, "since he won't hurt the Barty Group anymore, it has nothing to do with us, and as for what he made the decision, it has nothing to do with us." Recently, I thought of a way to send someone to disguise myself and buy the property that the Barty Group wanted to sell at a high price, if you think the price is too high, it will be outrageous, you find two groups of people to compete with each other. ”

"Yes."

"In short, try to fill the funding gap of the Barty Group."

"Hmm." The man said, "But Mr. Ning, the latest information on Wall Street seems to be that some people are already questioning the authenticity of this document." ”

"Very good," a sneer appeared on the corner of Ning Duhan's lips, "The people we prepared earlier can be dispatched to lead all this clue to the arms black market." ”

"If Wall Street is really angry, then no matter how arrogant the arms black market is, I'm afraid it will have to be coaxed."

"Yes." Ning Duhan said.

The man paused, and finally asked the doubts in his heart: "So, Mr. Ning, who did you want to deal with when you set up such a big circle?" Actually, what you want to deal with is the arms black market. ”

Ning Duhan didn't speak, and always quietly looked at the rain outside the window, the people under the rain.

And beside him, sitting, is the whole of his life.

Who are you trying to deal with?

His men asked him.

Ning Duhan raised his hand, reached out and hugged Su Xiaoxiao's waist, and brought her into his arms in a possessive posture.

"You didn't guess wrong." Ning Duhan said softly.

Going around in a big circle, but he just wanted to use his strength.

It's not that it can't deal with the arms black market, with the current strength of Qingtian International, it can be done.

But the hundred-legged insect is dead but not stiff, and the black market for arms is a strength that has been accumulated since the First World War, and there are places where they take root all over the world, and what he is most afraid of is the chaos and disorder that the spring breeze blows and grows.

At that time, who will all the revenge fall on?

He can not be afraid of anything, but he will be afraid of the people he loves the most being hurt.

His own mother died at the hands of those men.

He had taken revenge, so four years ago, the same scene was almost repeated on Su Xiaoxiao, which made him ruthless and stop ignoring her for several years.

There are too many people who want to hurt him, BP, the black market of arms, and everyone who wants to destroy Qingtian International will come to destroy him first.

And to destroy him Ning Duhan, the only way to start is from his only weakness.

This time, the choice to use Wall Street people to deal with the arms black market is a small lesson for Wall Street people, and at the same time, it can also make those outlaws completely wiped out under the giants of capitalism.

The man on the other side of the phone was completely dumbfounded, and he was speechless, half ringing, and said in a low voice: "Mr. Ning......"

"Hmm." Ning Duhan replied.

The man opened his lips and said nothing.

Turning hands into clouds, covering hands into rain, the whole world is just a chess piece under the hands of this man.

A single thought of him can turn the whole world upside down, and may even affect the world pattern.

And after doing so much, he was able to maintain his high level of calm, and did not take the initiative to hurt anyone, just like the explosion in Paris, the two temporarily hired "actors" could have been sacrificed, but he did not do this, but in order to ensure the safety of their lives, he spent a lot of money to dig an underground automatic electric ladder road.

This is great love, great benevolence, but also atmosphere, great virtue.

Therefore, Qingtian International can stand on top of the world.

Therefore, Ning Duhan can carry the entire building alone.

I had never seen any complicated emotions on his face, and he just stood there quietly, as if he was standing up to the sky.

The man was completely convinced, and at the same time, he was glad that he was lucky enough to become his henchman.

He deserves it, he deserves it!

"Mr. Ning." The man said again.

"Anything else?" This was Ning Duhan's usual tone, no impatience, but no concern and enthusiasm at all.

"No," the man only felt a burst of blood in his chest, like the chivalrous blood in a martial arts novel, the good head was willing to throw for the king, he suppressed his excitement, and said, "I'll go to implement your orders, I'll hang up first." ”

"Okay." Ning Duhan said, and then hung up the phone.

Su Xiaoxiao withdrew her gaze from the window and looked up at Ning Duhan.

"Hungry." Ning Duhan said softly, facing his beloved wife, as if he had become another person.

Su Xiaoxiao smiled slightly, but the smile did not penetrate into his eyes: "Let's go back." ”

"Hmm."

Ning Duhan looked at the driver in front of him and said, "Let's go." ”

The funeral continued, no one was crying, they just wanted it to end early.

And after the crowd down the hill, a limited-edition top-of-the-line black Rolls-Royce turned around and drove away, heading for the far end.

The sky was gray, and some of them couldn't see the road ahead.

Everything in life has different tracks, some people will choose to turn around, some people will choose to go straight, even if the road ahead is different, even if she hits her head and breaks the bloodstream.

It's not fate that teases you, it's that you don't let yourself go.

Su Xiaoxiao tilted her head and buried herself in Ning Duhan's arms, and finally couldn't hold back and shed tears.

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