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City Nine.

meeting room.

The three families of Zhang, Wang and Li gathered together. The head of the Li family sat in the main seat, and a rare look of anger appeared on his well-maintained face.

Although the three family heads are only ten years apart in age, compared to the head of the Li family who looks to be in his early forties, the other two heads appear to be very old.

The head of the Zhang family was suppressed by the Li family. If he had not climbed up to the Wang family, he would have been completely swallowed up long ago. He was under great psychological pressure and was getting older and older.

The head of the Wang family, Wang Qichuan, had his hair turned white overnight due to the death of his eldest son, and he looked like an old man in his sixties.

However, this time the cooperation with Tingfeng City made the protective clothing led by the Wang family sell like hot cakes, and they made a lot of money.

The head of the Li family was angry, the head of the Zhang family was gloating, and Wang Qichuan was complacent.

The three of them each had their own thoughts, and the people around them also remained silent.

Finally, it was the master of the Li family who broke the silence. He stared sharply at Wang Qichuan, who was rubbing his nails calmly with a nail file, and said with a forced smile.

"I didn't expect that Brother Wang is such a generous person. Jiang You designed to kill the eldest son of the Wang family, and now you are actually cooperating with her on the protective clothing project. I wonder how the eldest son of the Wang family would feel when he sees this scene in the spirit of heaven?"

No one knows how Wang Qichuan got in touch with Jiang You.

However, judging from the fact that Wang Qichuan instantly added dozens of production lines to manufacture protective clothing after the outbreak of the religious cult, this move was obviously premeditated.

Wang Qichuan rubbed the protruding nail of his thumb and replied with a smile, "That unfilial son was confused when he was alive, so what do you expect him to see clearly after he dies?

Not to mention that he is in heaven now, even if he was in front of me, I would slap him twice. "

The head of the Zhang family secretly gave Wang Qichuan a thumbs up. He was happy to see the head of the Li family suffer a setback, but he didn't dare to do it himself.

After all, the Zhang family is now the youngest and has no right to act arrogantly.

Patriarch Li, "Old Wang, do you know what you are doing? You cooperate with Tingfeng City, which means you are against Hope Base. Have you ever thought about the impact of this on City No. 9? You represent City No. 9!

After all, you are a businessman, and your vision can only see the tiny bit of profit in front of you? ! "

Wang Qichuan spread his hands helplessly.

"Our Wang family is different from the Li family. We are a family of merchants, and we are short-sighted. We can only see a small piece of land.

What’s more, this time, the Wang family only represents the Wang family and has nothing to do with City No. 9.”

"So you just let go of the revenge for your son's murder?"

"The dead are gone, and we have to look forward. And strictly speaking, my son did not die at the hands of Jiang You, he died of extreme bliss. From the moment he was infected with extreme bliss, my son was already dead."

At this point, Wang Qichuan sneered and said, "The Li family's kids are still obedient. I heard that no one in the entire Li family touches that thing. They really have good family education..."

The fact that Wang Qichuan’s eldest son became addicted to drugs was closely related to the Li family.

Everyone knows this, but they just can't find any actual evidence.

Hearing Wang Qichuan mention this, Patriarch Li's expression became somewhat unnatural, and he turned to speak.

"No matter what, the three companies in City No. 9 are one. You can't just focus on your cooperation with Tingfeng City and leave everyone else's interests behind!"

To put it bluntly, they were dissatisfied with Wang Qichuan for leaving even a mouthful of soup for them when eating meat.

What Patriarch Li didn't know was that Wang Qichuan had left some soup, but it was all drunk up by the Zhang family.

At this time, Patriarch Zhang picked up the tea in front of him and blew away the floating tea leaves. "Let me say something fair..."

Before he finished speaking, the head of the Li family gave him a murky look and said, "Old Zhang, you should take care of the affairs of the younger generation in your family before you speak about justice."

This means that the Zhang family has no right to speak the so-called "fair words" at all.

After all, the right to speak has always been in the hands of the strong.

Under the current situation, City No. 9 is said to be a three-way confrontation, but in fact it is a two-dragon battle for supremacy.

The Zhang family has no role at all.

If the Wang family had not deliberately maintained a delicate balance, the Zhang family would have long been gone from City No. 9.

Being bluntly rejected by Patriarch Li, Patriarch Zhang looked unnatural and playedful as he sipped his tea in depression.

Wang Qichuan sneered, "Master Li has a bad temper~"

Before the end of the world, the head of the Li family was very polite in front of the Zhang family. Even if Wang Qichuan wanted to enter the Zhang family's gate, he had to put in some effort in advance.

When the head of the Zhang family saw Wang Qichuan's gaze, he immediately responded with a wrinkled smile.

"I suddenly remembered that before I left, my wife told me to go back early to drink soup. So I'll go back first. You two can chat slowly."

The head of the Zhang family was very tactful and took the Zhang family members away.

Wang Qichuan tapped the nail file lightly on the table, and the Wang family members withdrew, leaving only two trusted confidants.

The head of the Li family gave a signal, and the people of the Li family withdrew, leaving only one or two confidants.

The conference room suddenly became empty.

The two old men looked at each other, one with a stern look and the other with a smile on his face, but neither of them spoke and the air was full of tension.