Yu Hangxing has many titles - the rich, the philanthropist, the leader of the industrial salvation of the country, the president of the Yuhang Chamber of Commerce, the president of the Shanghai Tang Chinese Chamber of Commerce, the major shareholder of Wynn Bank, the boss of the industrial company....

In terms of his status in the business world and in Shanghai, Zhao Jingyang is now inferior to Hangxing Eighteen Streets.

Compared with Rong Dingkun, Yu Hangxing is more than several times stronger in terms of prestige, financial resources, and connections!

In particular, this person is a true charity - the actual donation records recorded in this document alone in the past ten years have been as many as 100 times, with a total amount of more than 5 million oceans!

Only this one, Yu Hangxing is a truly remarkable figure in the eyes of Zhao Jingyang.

Closing the information, Zhao Jingyang squinted his eyes slightly, pondering - what method should be used to impress Yu Hangxing, so that Yu Hangxing pushed him into the board of directors of Wynn Bank.

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Feng Jingyao has always been worried, and he doesn't know when Zhao Jingyang's revenge will come; He had already gotten the news that Hu Xuecheng, who he had bought off with the intention of stealing the Tianxiang formula, had evaporated from the world.

After Rong Jiashang hooked up with Zhu Runjiu and Jin Dazhong to besiege Hanhai in the Huide warehouse factory, the people around Gu Jingjiang were replaced by half-sized people, and Hu Xuecheng disappeared.

Of course, Feng Jingyao knew what was going on.

At first, because of building materials, Zhao Jingyang taught people to deliver words, saying that they wanted to come to the door; In addition to being afraid in his heart, he had a murderous intent, so he summoned the gunmen, buried explosives, and prepared to blow Zhao Jingyang into the western sky when Zhao Jingyang came to the door.

He also taught people to pass on the word of mouth, asking Hu Xuecheng to take this opportunity to steal the Tianxiang formula.

But Rong Jia's nonsense that couldn't be put on the stage cut off Zhao Jingyang's attention, and he actually taught Feng Jingyao to grit his teeth and kill him, and put it into flowing water.

So much so that he didn't have time to inform Hu Xuecheng, causing him to steal the formula according to the plan, so the world evaporated.

Feng Jingyao was afraid that Zhao Jingyang had captured Hu Xuecheng alive, and asked if it was he Feng Jingyao who instructed Hu Xuecheng to do it; The lesson of the great future is not far away, Feng Jingyao was worried that Zhao Jingyang would come to the door, and taught him Feng Jingyao to be the second stepping stone.

These days, I may look down on him a little when I say that I am trembling; Hiding in Tibet, but it is a fact.

But today, Feng Jingyao was relieved.

He sat with a bloody pig's head on the table at hand; But the look on his face was unexpectedly relaxed.

"See?" Feng Jingyao said to Uncle Xiang and Ah Guang: "This pig's head, when I got up this morning, it was next to my pillow." ”

Ah Guang and Uncle Xiang were shocked when they heard this, and wanted to say something, but Feng Jingyao waved his hand, stopped them, and said, "This is Zhao Jingyang's means." ”

"What does he want to tell me? Tell me Feng Jingyao that no matter where he hides, it will be easy for him to kill me. ”

"But he didn't..."Ah Guang said, showing a look of sudden realization: "This is a warning!" ”

Uncle Xiang groaned: "Zhao Jingyang doesn't plan to break with the master. ”

Feng Jingyao bowed: "Yes, at least not now." ”

Feng Jingyao was a decisive person, he said: "How many building materials Hanhai needs, how many they want, how many send them over." ”

Speaking of this, Feng Jingyao gritted his teeth: "Give the street to Hanhai, I, Feng Jingyao, can be regarded as bowing to Zhao Jingyang for him!" ”

...

The next day, Zhao Jingyang saw Sanmao in the study.

Sanmao nibbled on a pear and said vaguely: "Master Jing, Feng Jingyao's suit is soft." ”

said: "The French Concession is close to our territory, and Feng Jingyao gave up a street. Brother Leprosy took someone to take over. ”

Feng Jingyao was soft, and Zhao Jingyang knew. Before Sanmao came, Fang Yanyun called from the factory and said that the supply of building materials had been restored.

Unexpectedly, Feng Jingyao quietly gave up a street.

"If you want me to say, you should give Feng Jingyao a knife." Sanmao finished gnawing on the pear and shouted: "I put the pig's head next to the pillow of that guy, and I wanted to kill him at that time!" ”

Zhao Jingyang knocked on his head: "How many times has Lao Tzu told you?" No matter how many good things there are, they must be able to fit in their stomachs; Our current manpower and volume are not as good as Feng Jingyao; If we can't swallow the French Concession in one breath and kill Feng Jingyao, we won't be able to eat any benefits, so we will teach others to pick up the cheap. ”

Sanmao sighed: "It's a pity. ”

Zhao Jingyang smiled: "You kid! What a pity! We've only been a few months? What about waiting a few more months? The longer we go, the stronger we get, Feng Jingyao? He is nothing but a lamb to the slaughter. We are now 'raising him', waiting for the knife to sharpen, and then slaughtering him." ”

said: "Since Feng Jingyao is soft, the monitoring of the French Concession by the Ministry of Wind and Noise will be put aside for the time being; The energy turned to Rong Dingkun and nailed Rong firmly for me. ”

Sanmao nodded: "I know." ”

Zhao Jingyang said: "Rong's fishing fleet is almost about to return; Especially on the side of the fish shop, if you catch it tighter, the larger the share of the fish shop in our hands, the less Rong Dingkun will be a demon in this matter. ”

"You cooperate well with Gu Jingjiang - before taking over the fishing fleet, the share of the fish shop can reach more than eighty percent, and Lao Tzu will reward you with some good things."

Sanmao grinned: "Look at it." ”

After walking for three cents, Zhao Jingyang picked up the pencil again and drew lines on the white paper in front of him. There is already a stack of more than a dozen sheets of such white paper next to my hand.

When Dong Hongyu came in, Zhao Jingyang was struggling with the last blank paper.

"Jingyang."

Dong Hongyu is wearing a gray women's suit today, with her hair coiled, plain face to the sky, no powder, and she has the strong temperament of a modern professional woman.

She walked over and saw that there was only a handful of tea leaves left in the teacup on Zhao Jingyang's table, so she poured out the tea leaves, washed the cup, and made hot tea for Zhao Jingyang again.

Then he walked to Zhao Jingyang's side, leaned over, and a faint fragrance immediately filled the tip of Zhao Jingyang's nose.

"What kind of drawing is this?"

Dong Hongyu could see that Zhao Jingyang was drawing drawings, but she didn't understand what was drawn on the drawings.

Zhao Jingyang just left the last stroke.

He threw away the pencil with his hand, hugged Dong Hongyu with his backhand, and rested it on his lap: "This is a treasure that can impress Yu Hangxing!" ”

Dong Hongyu struggled slightly, Zhao Jingyang didn't let go, she showed a helpless smile: "Loosen it, it's too tight." ”

said: "Are you sure you can impress Yu Hangxing?" ”

"Yu Hangxing has donated money to the Women's and Children's Association many times, and I have met him. This man has a somewhat rigid temperament, and he looks down on the people in the gang; He has strong business ability, deep connections, and is fair and kind, and when he was elected president of the General Chamber of Commerce, he received more than eighty percent of the votes. ”

When Zhao Jingyang heard this, he laughed: "I was worried that I didn't know Yu Hangxing, but I didn't expect to come to the female Zhuge . ”

I couldn't help but take a bite of her.

Dong Hongyu's face showed a faint flush, and she hurriedly broke free: "Jingyang, don't be like this." ”

Brushing her hair, she sat down on the sofa far from her desk and bent down, and said solemnly: "Didn't you say yesterday that you would make some adjustments to Hanhai Medicine?" ”

Where did Zhao Jingyang let her go? came out from behind the desk, squeezed Dong Hongyu to sit on the sofa, hugged her waist and said, "I have a formula here, and the adjustment of Hanhai Medicine is related to this formula." ”

Although she has long been close to her skin, Dong Hongyu is still a little unaccustomed to being too affectionate on such occasions.

She couldn't help but glance at Zhao Jingyang, broke away, moved away, and said, "New formula? ”