Dragon King Medical Son-in-law

Jiang Wumeng was also lost in thought,

Kyoto is the capital of Daxia.

This place is also the economic center of Daxia, and Jiang Chen is going big this time, and what is involved is not just a company, a consortium as simple as that.

Once Jiang Chen makes a move, the 80.00% companies and consortiums that are rooted in the capital will basically be involved.

If you don't handle it well, something big will happen.

"Brother Jiang, I think so." After Jiang Wumeng thought for a while, he began to say: "I think that even if the Jiang family joins in and brings in some clean consortia, it may not be able to handle the follow-up matters well. , because, under the trend of interests, it is impossible for those who are drawn in to be of the same mind."

Jiang Chen listened carefully.

He doesn't understand these things either.

Jiang Wumeng continued: "If you want to form a consortium, or a chamber of commerce, and bring in some enterprises, you must unite with some large and small enterprises from all over the country, so that it is possible to deal with the aftermath, otherwise, there will be chaos in Daxia, and there will be economic turmoil. .”

"Over the past few decades, Great Xia's economy has developed rapidly, and it has become one of the few big countries in the world. If this is not handled properly, the economy will be directly paralyzed, and it is possible to go back decades."

"Ah."

Jiang Chen nodded.

Although he didn't understand these things, what Jiang Wumeng said made sense.

Jiang Wumeng stood up, put her hands on the table, slightly attached her body, approached Jiang Chen, and said at a close distance: "Brother Jiang, if you want to avoid future troubles forever, you must hold everything in your hands."

Jiang Chen couldn't help but look at Jiang Wumeng more.

For a moment, he didn't understand what Jiang Wumeng said, and didn't know what she meant.

"what do you mean."

Jiang Wumeng raised his hands.

"Power, money."

She clenched her left hand: "This is power. People's desires are endless. Anyone will do anything for power. No one can guarantee what kind of person the next king will be. If you want the real stability of Great Xia, then Just be king yourself."

She clenched her right fist.

"The current king is passive, because the economic context of Daxia is in the hands of the four major families, and the rest is controlled by many financial groups in Kyoto. If you want to not be passive, then you have to truly control the economy of Daxia."

"It's an opportunity."

"The general election is coming. After cleaning up everything, take everything into your own hands, and then become the king yourself. This way, Daxia will have the final say on you, and only in this way can the country and the people be truly peaceful."

Said, she looked at Jiang Chen.

"Brother Jiang, you are now a martial artist with a very long lifespan, at least a hundred years. Why don't you take this opportunity to achieve dominance and become famous through the ages."

Jiang Chen couldn't help shaking his head when he heard Jiang Wumeng's words.

"Living like this is too tiring. I don't have the heart of being a king, nor do I intend to dominate, and I don't want to do something big, and I don't want to be famous forever. I just want the country to be safe and peaceful, and then take the woman I love to live in seclusion and live this unfettered life."

"cowardly."

Jiang Wumeng scolded loudly: "If you say noble, you are not self-motivated, but if you say vulgar, you are cowardly, timid and afraid of getting into trouble, and your life is only a hundred years. If you don't make a career, don't you come to this world recklessly? Once."

Jiang Chen sat on the chair, looking at Jiang Wumeng.

He felt that Jiang Wumeng had changed.

At this moment, Jiang Wumeng has great ambitions in his heart.

She is no longer the Jiang Wumeng that Jiang Chen knew back then.

"Wumeng, you have changed."

"I didn't." Jiang Wumeng retorted, "I'm thinking of you."

She approached Jiang Chen.

She suddenly snuggled into Jiang Chen's arms, hugging him tightly.

"Brother Jiang, I hope you will achieve a great career, instead of solving these problems, pushing a new king to the throne and then retiring. How is this different from salted fish?"

With the beautiful woman in his arms, Jiang Chen was stunned.

"Brother Jiang, I like you. For you, I will do anything. I will help you and do my best to help you. I try my best to control the Jiang family and make friends. I just want to be in the next general election." In the middle, take the initiative, help you canvass votes, and help you ascend the throne smoothly."

Jiang Wumeng became more and more excited as he talked.

At this moment, Jiang Chen was also a little lost.

In his mind, he couldn't help but sketched a picture.

A scene of sitting on a territory of hundreds of millions, three thousand beauties in the harem, and singing nightingales.

After these things surfaced, he himself was startled, and quickly urged the Shangqing formula to make his brain clear and clear, and then he discarded these messy thoughts.

He calms down.

Jiang Wumeng was still nestled in his arms, holding him tightly.

"You, you?"

A shocked voice came.

Tang Chuchu walked in.

After Jiang Chen went out in the morning, she stayed at home for a while, feeling a little bored, and wanted to talk to someone, and in the capital, she also knew Jiang Wumeng.

So I came to Jiang's house.

Unexpectedly, as soon as they came to Jiang's living room, they saw Jiang Chen sitting on a chair, Jiang Wumeng nestled in his arms, and even put his hands into his clothes.

Suddenly, a cloud of anger surged in her heart.

His expression became gloomy.

Hearing the sound, Jiang Wumeng came to his senses, stood up, glanced at Tang Chuchu who was standing at the door, straightened his clothes, and said calmly, "Chuchu, you are here."

Jiang Chen was urging the Shangqing Jue just now, suppressing the thoughts that emerged in his mind.

As soon as they stopped, Tang Chuchu arrived.

He stood up.

"Jiang Chen, I'm fine." Tang Chuchu's eyes were foggy, and there were crystal tears rolling down, leaving a word, turned around and left.

Jiang Chen's body flickered, and quickly disappeared in place. The next moment, he appeared in front of Tang Chuchu, holding her hand, "Chuchu, this is a misunderstanding, listen to me."

"Misunderstanding, you are all hugging each other, and your hands are all in your clothes. If I don't come, will you take them all off?" Tang Chuchu shouted loudly.

Jiang Wumeng had already walked out, but she stood at the door and didn't go there, just looking at Jiang Chen and Tang Chuchu.

With bitterness on his face, Jiang Chen said, "It's really not what you see."

"Then you explain." Tang Chuchu looked at Jiang Chen with tears in her eyes.

"Well, how do I explain this to you?" For a moment, Jiang Chen didn't know how to explain it.

"Humph."

Tang Chuchu shook off Jiang Chen's hand, turned around and left.

Jiang Chen stood at the same spot, neither chasing him nor not chasing him.

"Chasing, why are you standing there?" At the door of the room, Jiang Wumeng crossed his arms and said with a playful smile, "I don't care how many women you have by your side, and I don't have a belly like Tang Chuchu."

Jiang Chen took a deep look at Jiang Wumeng.

Jiang Wumeng in front of him made him feel strange.

Without saying a word, he turned and left.

Behind him came Jiang Wumeng's shout: "Brother Jiang, as I said, you should think about it carefully. This is an excellent opportunity. With my help, you will definitely achieve a great success and leave your name through the ages."

Jiang Chen ignored it, and quickly chased him out.

After chasing to the gate of Jiang's house, he saw Tang Chuchu driving away.

The speed of the car was relatively fast, soaring to more than a hundred yards in an instant.

Jiang Chen mobilized his true energy, his body moved forward like a phantom, quickly chased after him, forcibly opened the car door, and got into the co-pilot.