Wancheng Chronicle

How can there be so many sinners in the world if one loses one's conscience and falls into hell and cannot be reborn.Whenever someone else's words about right and wrong, good and evil sounded in his ears, Chen Tianrong would think of Master.Looking up to the sky and bowing down to the ground, Wei Manjun has done it all his life, but he still died unexpectedly.In this life, no one owes, but you owe yourself.

"Big brother, big brother!"

Before he entered the alley, Chen Tianrong heard Bai Zongfei shouting from behind him.He was startled and knew it was not good.According to the original plan, when he stepped out of the police station, a spy would inform Bai Zongfei and his brothers to release Wang Shucai's wife and daughter.Then at this time,

Bai Zongfei should be cleaning up the place, not appearing here.He collected himself, turned around and asked, "What happened?"

"Let's talk after getting in the car." Panting heavily, Bai Zongfei pushed Chen Tianrong into the car and started it before explaining: "Our people are blocked in the field in the south of the city."

"No trouble?"

"No, but the man is still in our hands."

"It's harder to release people than to arrest them?"

"Brother." Bai Zongfei tilted his head and said, "The people here are more familiar with the place than we are, and they blocked all the exits as soon as they came up, making it clear that we will not let them go. I asked, but I didn't see them in charge. .”

"My own?" Chen Tianrong frowned and asked.It doesn't matter if there are too many people locked up for a while, what matters is how the plan I made myself can be so easily understood by others.The strict organization and inheritance mechanism are the basis for the survival of the Gelaohui. Could it be that something has gone wrong here?

Nanshi is the poorest area in Wancheng.But gambling seems to be a tradition here that has lasted for thousands of years.

"Mr. Chen, I've been waiting for you for a long time." From under the black top hat came a word, the words were gentle and tepid.

Chen Tianrong took a closer look, he had seen this person in the Ming mansion, he seemed to be called Ah Zhong. "I don't know what's the boss's business, so I want to convey it in this way."

"Mr. Chen, our boss asked me to remind you—you can put your own people in the police station, and others can put their own people around you." Ah Zhong took off his hat and dusted it, with a smile on his face meaning.

Chen Tianrong nodded and asked, "Boss Ming ordered so many brothers to come, just to tell Zai that the next mountain is higher than the first?"

Ah Zhong smiled and shook his head: "I wanted to talk to Mr. Chen about business, but your subordinates seem to have no sincerity, so I have no choice but to block this place."

"Obviously you—"

"A Fei!" Chen Tianrong repelled Bai Zongfei who rushed forward, but he didn't comment, and asked instead: "What if I don't want to do this business?"

"You don't want to."

"Tell me."

"Sanxin's 5.00% profit is in exchange for your promise." Ah Zhong tilted his head and said confidently.

"Sanxin Company has monopolized the opium business in Wancheng. As far as I know, Boss Du only agreed to transfer one-tenth of his income to Boss Ming. I'm afraid I won't be able to enjoy the windfall."

"As long as Boss Chen guarantees that Boss Du will not interfere with the affairs of the Silk Cocoon Industry Association, there will be nothing he can't bear."

"My servant speaks lightly, maybe he has a heavy trust." Chen Tianrong grabbed the dice on the gambling table and started to play. Life is nothing but a gamble, and the winner rules the world.

Ah Zhong laughed dryly, motioned his subordinates to back away, and said, "The sincerity of the Ming family is already here. Since everyone doesn't want to be led by the nose, why don't you try to cooperate?"

"I want 15.00% of the dark shares of Zhou's Pharmaceutical Workshop. If Boss Ming agrees, I will serve him from now on." Chen Tianrong had a panoramic view of Bai Zongfei's astonishment, but Wancheng Pharmaceutical Industry, he must take a share.

"Mr. Chen, please follow me to see the boss now, and he will agree to your request."

"Brother!" Bai Zongfei grabbed Chen Tianrong and asked for instructions on how to deal with Mrs. Wang and Miss.

Seeing this, Ah Zhong said: "It seems that Mr. Chen still has some private affairs to deal with. I will wait for you at the door."

"Brother, what did you promise him to do?" Although Bai Zongfei had doubts about Chen Tianrong's actions, he was more worried. "Ming Ren is not a kind person, how can his money be so easy to get?"

"They can appear here, and they can also make us disappear from here. What's more, his last sentence really touched me." Chen Tianrong patted Bai Zongfei's shoulder and said in a low voice: "A Fei, I can look at a person for the rest of my life. But you can't look at everyone for the rest of your life. You and your sister are the same."

Bloodline is the fetters of all people, no matter how indifferent it is, it is also seen in the eyes.Bai Zongfei would also unconditionally support Chen Tianrong for his sister, just like Wang Shucai would release Chen Tianrong for his wife and daughter.Chen Tianrong saw this, and Ming Ren also saw this, but seeing it doesn't mean he can escape.

Of course, if the old Chinese saying "Brothers are like brothers and feet, wives are like clothes" is to be applied, Ming Ren will lose in this game and make the first move.Chen Tianrong's current bondage is nothing but Bai Anqi, a woman who is not even his wife.And Ming Ren's bond is Ming Yi, and the entire Ming Mansion.

Just like at this time, Chen Tianrong sat in the car calmly waiting for the negotiation, but Mingren was very busy in the mansion.On the one hand, the establishment of the trade association is about to be established, and various affairs must be formulated;

Even so, Chen Tianrong pushed open the heavy carved wooden door, and what he saw was Mingren who had been waiting for a long time with a leisurely smile.In the study room of the Ming Mansion, the warm European-style fireplace design makes people feel at ease, but the splash-ink landscape paintings on the walls are a bit bleak against the winter sun.

"I didn't expect Boss Ming to like such a bleak scene."

"Unexpectedly, Mr. Chen likes the pharmaceutical industry." Mingren twirled the pen between his fingers, watched the servant serve tea for Chen Tianrong, and responded.

Chen Tianrong sniffed the dense mist, said with a slight smile: "I didn't like it at first, but Boss Ming reminded me. In the current situation, we need more capital to survive."

"Unexpectedly, Mr. Chen is still an elegant person." Mingren accidentally discovered that Chen Tianrong is an expert in the tea ceremony, so he was moved by this.

generous.

"There were some scholars in our ancestors. But when it comes to me, they can only be arty." Chen Tianrong nodded, as if he did not reject Mingren's praise.

"That's an arty sentence. I agree to Mr. Chen's conditions." Mingren threw off the cap of his pen, quickly wrote a line of small letters on the letterhead, handed it to Chen Tianrong, and said: "There is no evidence for words, but words are evidence. Mr. Chen put it away." .”

"Boss Xie Ming, I will fulfill my promise."

"But I still have two things to tell you—" After hearing Chen Tianrong's thanks, Ming Ren put away the gentle smile on his face.

"Please speak."

"First: I don't want Boss Du to know about this."

"Arong is just following Boss Du's arrangement, and will temporarily protect Mr. Ming's safety in the Ming mansion until he is fully familiar with the work of the Gelaohui sect.

Business dealings in all industries. "

"Second: This country is precarious. Once it falls into war, even if you have medicine in your hand, you may not be able to save your life." Ming Ren said this purely to thank him for saving his brother and to give a kind reminder.The situation has developed to this point, and the neighboring country Sifango is no longer just the so-called imaginary enemy of Mr. President.With such a cruel and bloodthirsty enemy standing opposite, no one knows what will happen to Wancheng in the future.

"If Wancheng is lost, the imperial capital will also be lost. At that time, each will live in peace." Chen Tianrong nodded, he could not save the country,

Nor will it take advantage of the national crisis to amass wealth.

"The things you have to do during this time are very simple: one is to let Jiao Ayi recognize the current situation of all parties in Wancheng, and the other is to have a good rest." Since

After the deal is concluded, Mingren can naturally issue orders to Chen Tianrong as a superior.

"Yes."

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