I, Yang Jian, devour billions of systems

Quiet, surprisingly quiet, the wine party was so quiet that the sound of a needle falling on the ground could be clearly heard.

The dignitaries and celebrities present could never have imagined that Ma Feiteng would treat Chris Hu, an idol of the people, like this, and they also couldn't understand why he was so nervous about Yang Xuan.

Chris Hu kowtowed to Yang Xuan unwillingly to admit his mistake, and then with Mo Rui's support, he left the reception in despair.

What everyone didn't know was that Ma Feiteng was protecting his artist.Chris Hu, who is the top flow in the Donghua Empire, has become the money-printing machine of the Tengfei Group. How can he be willing to die young?
How fierce Yang Xuan is, Ma Feiteng knows best, a character as strong as Feng Buxiu can't survive two rounds under Yang Xuan's hands, and dealing with a small soft-legged shrimp is not as easy as crushing an ant ?
After dispersing the onlookers, Ma Feiteng took Yang Xuan to a private room and respectfully poured him a glass of wine.

"Master Yang, today is such a beautiful day, don't be as knowledgeable as that kid, just look back and see how I deal with him."

Yang Xuan shook the folding fan indifferently, and asked:
"How is things going? How long will it take before it can be officially put into production."

Where did he care about Chris Hu's life and death, what Yang Xuan cared about was whether the Immortal Fuxing Grass could become famous in Donghua before Qin's grandmother's birthday.

"The formalities have been completed, and half a month is enough for the interior decoration of the factory building. The recruitment plan has been put on the agenda, and it will be officially put into production in 20 days."

After listening to Ma Feiteng's statement, Yang Xuan shook his head dissatisfied.

"It's too slow. It will be officially put into production in ten days. We must let Fuxing Xiancao enter the health care product market in the shortest possible time."

Although he didn't know why Yang Xuan was so impatient to start production, Ma Feiteng still agreed.

"I've worked hard on you during this time, you just got a new system, so let's exchange these [-] karma points for some exercises!"

With that said, Yang Xuan raised his hand and pressed Ma Feiteng's head, and transmitted [-] karma points into his system.

If there is any concept of [-] causes and effects, even if Ma Feiteng works desperately to do the task, it will take several years.Right now, you can get [-] karma points just by running errands for Yang Xuan, which is a bit too generous for the young master of the Yang family.

Ma Feiteng had no other thoughts in his heart except to worship.

"It's all in my mind. I hope you don't learn from Li Jianlin and do something that chills me."

Yang Xuan withdrew his hands and said, although his tone was flat, but the slightest chill seeping between the lines made Ma Feiteng shiver involuntarily.

"Young Master Yang, don't worry, Li Jian lost because of his short-sightedness. He thought that relying on the Hall of Valor could rest easy, but he didn't know that there were others outside."

"When Fuxing Xiancao is on the market, I will promote it well and make sure that everyone in the Donghua Empire knows about our brand!"

Ma Feiteng's words were not perfunctory. With his ability, it is easy to promote a product. What's more, this fairy grass tobacco is a nourishing panacea. As long as the publicity is in place, it will not worry about sales.

Yang Xuan nodded in satisfaction, just as Ma Feiteng's secretary came to knock on the door, signaling that the reception was about to begin, and asked him to go out and preside over the overall situation.

The two walked out of the private room, and Ma Feiteng took the stage to give a speech.

Yang Xuan found a place where no one was around, lit a cigarette of fairy grass by himself, watched Ma Feiteng on the stage vigorously promoting Fuxing Tobacco, and then invited his father to the stage to introduce to various dignitaries and celebrities.

Due to legal restrictions, Yang Tianyou did not hold any substantive position, but only introduced it to everyone as the chief consultant of Fuxing Xiancao.

Next, all the celebrities came to the stage to congratulate them. Those who were able to take the stage were basically the famous figures in the Donghua Empire, which gave the Yang family enough face.

The last person to take the stage was Wei Guochen. As the owner of Tenglong Pavilion, Wei Guochen showed his friendship as a landlord, arranged the reception properly, and took the opportunity to promote the hotels under his banner in various provinces and cities.

Yang Xuan has never had a good impression of Wei Guochen. If he hadn't blocked the marriage in every possible way, Yang Jiao and Wei Xiangning would have married long ago. Maybe his elder brother would not have done such a stupid thing when the Yang family went bankrupt.

Even though he knew that this was all a hypothesis, Yang Xuan didn't want to look at Wei Guochen directly, but just looked for Wei Xiangning in the crowd.

At this moment, Wei Xiangning was talking with a man in the corner, Wei Xiangning frowned, and looked at the man angrily, her chest heaving non-stop.

"Yan Mo, I've told you many times, I've already married, please don't bother me anymore, can we make a good impression on each other?"

Wei Xiangning's face was gloomy, and her little face was flushed with anger. Even though she said harsh words, she still couldn't get rid of the man's entanglement.

"Xiang Ning, you are my fiancee, how can I bother you?"

The man was Wei Xiangning's fiancé, Yan Mo, the young owner of the Yan Group.

Yan Mo is about the same age as Yang Xuancen, and they were good playmates when they were young, and they know the relationship between Yang Jiao and Wei Xiangning well.

"Yang Jiao is dead, and you should have a new life. What's wrong with me? Am I no better than a dead person?"

Seeing Wei Xiangning treat each other coldly, Yan Mo felt extremely humiliated, and his facial features were all tangled up.

"First, I haven't promised any marriage contract. Second, Yang Jiao has always lived in my heart. If you say these presumptuous words again, get the hell out of here, before I tear you apart!"

Yan Mo's words deeply hurt Wei Xiangning's heart, and once again inspired her tough side, she tremblingly pointed at Yan Mo and scolded.

Being repeatedly rejected by Wei Xiangning, Yan Mo lowered his head, trembling all over, with a painful smile on his face.

When he looked up again, Yan Mo's eyes were bloodshot, and he said angrily:
"Xiang Ning, I grew up with you, and I can't compare to Yang Jiao in terms of family background and knowledge! I advise you not to be stubborn, this engagement was made by Uncle Wei himself, you have no right to resist!"

Yan Mo seemed to be a different person, he changed his miserable appearance from the past, revealed a ferocious face, and stretched out his hand to grab Wei Xiangning's shoulder.

Wei Xiangning struggled to break free, but was still unable to get free, so she slapped Yan Mo angrily.

"Snapped!"

The crisp sound startled everyone present, even Wei Guochen who was giving a speech on the stage also noticed the movement of the two.

"Xiang Ning, are you out of your mind and crazy! Come on, let's go out and clarify!"

Yan Mo also noticed that the quarrel between the two had attracted crowds of onlookers, so he pulled Wei Xiangning up and walked towards the door. Although Wei Xiangning struggled to break free, Yan Mo never hesitated.

Just when the two were about to go out, Yang Xuan's figure suddenly appeared between them, grabbed Yan Mo's hand, and rescued Wei Xiangning.

Accompanied by the ear-piercing sound of bone shattering, seeing Yan Mo clutching his arms and screaming in horror, Yang Xuansheng said murderously in anger:

"Touch my sister-in-law again, and I'll blow your soul away!"