The cheongsam beauty becomes a god after the end of the law

Chen Xiangyin frowned.

Pang Xianshun, who had bloated features, looked surprised and slowly raised his chest.

No matter how straight he stood, his aura and magnanimity were still far below the sky.

He Chongtian's face was calm, but Chen Xiangyin could clearly see the stiffness at the corners of his lips.

Chen Xiangyin found it unbelievable. Is Pang Wenkui really old and confused?

For a idiot like Pang Xianshun, if the position of director is handed over to him, wouldn't it mean personally ruining the future of Qinglong Group? !

Not to mention that he had just returned to China and was not familiar with or understood the people or affairs of the group at all.

Even if he works hard for more than ten years and becomes familiar with it, he will never be able to get on the stage!

He is not that material!

Everyone was surprised by Pang Wenkui's words, and the crane's ability to soar to the sky was obvious to all.

These days, whoever can make the brothers make money and live a good life is the boss.

Soon someone expressed dissatisfaction.

"Old Pang, what do you mean by this?"

"Yes, the young master has returned to China, his family is reunited, and the brothers are also happy for you. But the group has many affairs, dozens or hundreds of businesses under it, and tens of thousands of people have to make ends meet. How can the person in charge be a trivial matter?"

"Mr. Pang, no one is dissatisfied with Mr. He's contribution and status in the group. I'm afraid you won't be able to convince everyone if you suddenly put a newbie in the position?"

Pang Wenkui sighed, a trace of helplessness flashed across his face.

"I understand your concerns, but the group needs new blood and new ideas. I know Xiaohe and I know Xianshun. The group has a deep foundation from scratch. I have made countless decisions that everyone opposed. I believe In my own judgment, Xianshun just doesn’t understand the group for the time being, but I value his abilities and potential, and he will lead Qinglong to new development opportunities.”

Someone in the crowd sneered and refused to back down.

"Mr. Pang, Master He is not only the backbone of the brothers, but also the spiritual leader of the brothers. The team he has led by himself cannot be taken over by just any person."

Pang Xianshun's face turned red. He was angered by everyone's rebuttal and suppressive words. He wanted to refute, but Pang Wenkui stopped him with his eyes.

"Little Crane."

Pang Wenkui took He Chongtian's hand, held it in his hand and spoke earnestly.

"I intend to ask you to help Xianshun get familiar with the group's affairs and help him lead the group into a new journey. What do you think?"

He Chongtian glanced at the people around him. Some were anxious, some were unwilling, and some were furious.

"I understand your intentions and will try my best to cooperate."

Chen Xiangyin's heart skipped a beat, there was extreme forbearance in He Chongtian's compromise.

She knew that He Chongtian would not give up easily.

But at this moment, this breath is really hard to swallow.

Pang Wenkui nodded with satisfaction and looked at Pang Xianshun.

"Xianshun, I will slowly hand over the group's affairs to you in the future. Do your best and don't let me down."

A trace of pride and fear flashed across Pang Xianshun's face.

He obviously didn't expect things to turn out this way, it was like winning the lottery!

"Grandpa! Don't worry, I will definitely work hard!" Pang Xianshun raised his head little by little and looked at the unconvinced people.

"He Chongtian, I will trouble you to help me more in the future. I have received Western education since I was a child, and I insist on the importance of results and efficiency in doing things. I lack experience in dealing with the shackles of human relationships and society. I believe that with you helping me deal with my shortcomings, Qinglong Group will surely thrive again." One floor.”

Everyone sighed.

Chen Xiangyin also blurted out a curse word, lit the cigarette and took a long puff.

In the Qinglong Group, which made its fortune with a background in the martial arts world, how could you not understand human relationships and be incommunicado?

It's not about scientific research, it's about being the leader.

Furthermore, if he has no courage, courage, and vision, how can he get any results and efficiency?

In and out of words, he insists on high-level Western education and looks down on the shackles of Chinese-style human society.

If you are an ordinary person, you can look down on it or dislike it.

But as the leader of the Qinglong Group, no.

He Chongtian smiled with his eyes hidden, "It's a good thing that Master Xianshun can take the group to a higher level. However, the ways of the world cannot be learned in books. It takes time and experience to accumulate slowly. Master Xianshun is willing to learn, Of course I am willing to teach.”

On the surface, his words were meant to help Pang Xianshun, but they were actually hinting to him that the ways of the world were not so simple to master. Pang Xianshun choked at He Chongtian's words, but thinking of Pang Wenkui's support, he puffed up his chest again.

"Thank you for the reminder. I believe that with grandpa's guidance and your help, I can do it well."

Chen Xiangyin looked at this scene and narrowed his cold eyes.

Not right.

The old leader Pang Wenkui has been around all his life. How can he not know what a decisive and killing beast He Chongtian is?

He pushed his useless and useless grandson into this position. He is simply not qualified for it!

When Pang Xianshun dies a hundred years later, will Pang Xianshun be devoured alive by these people and skinned to nothing?

Is Pang Wenkui really so absurd and confused, or does he have other motives?

Just as he was thinking this, Pang Wenkui looked at her across the crowd with a sinister gaze.

Looking into each other's eyes, Chen Xiangyin saw the malice that sent chills down the spine from Pang Wenkui's wrinkled, false smile.

……

The birthday banquet was over, and He walked toward the locker room.

Chen Xiangyin clearly felt that the closer he got to her, the darker his face became, and his murderous aura was as cold as an ice knife.

It's the disguise.

When he walked up to him, his dark aura subsided a bit. He Chongtian put his arms around Chen Xiangyin's shoulders and led her away from the table.

Chen Xiangyin understood his mood. She was unconvinced at the moment, and He Chongtian was even more dissatisfied as the person involved.

"I think it's strange. There is no reason for Pang Wenkui to do this. It's too stupid."

He Chongtian hummed, "If we don't talk about this, what do you want to eat?"

He noticed that she didn't move her chopsticks all night.

Chen Xiangyin was stunned for a moment and then quickly reacted.

Too many things happened at tonight's birthday banquet. He Chongtian's brain must have been overloaded, and his emotions were extremely complicated and full.

I just admire this brother's emotional handling. I don't know if he is really open to it or suppressing it.

Chen Xiangyin sat in the car, leaned back on the chair, and breathed a long sigh of relief: "Drink mutton soup, or mutton and scorpion hot pot."

He Chongtian turned to look at her and chuckled, "Agarwood led you to be a wolf in your last life? You love mutton so much."

Chen Xiang smiled back, which was unnatural, and the clasped hands were covered by He Chongtian's hand, which meant comfort.

"Zhou Zheng, Sheep and Scorpion House."

Zhou Zheng was on the third floor all night, and naturally heard about what happened tonight. He glanced at He Chongtian through the rearview mirror with some concern.

"Brother... how about I find a few people to take that grandson——"

"No need." He Chongtian raised his hand and pinched his eyebrows, "You don't need to worry about things here. You can do your best to find Master Zhuang's traces."

Master Zhuang, Aunt Mute’s master.

Why is He Chongtian so anxious to find her?

Chen Xiang Yinzheng was puzzled, and tightened his grip on his hands. He Tingtian said in a low and slow voice, "You are so cold. Master Gao Tian hurt you a lot today?"

"Fortunately, if it were serious, I wouldn't be sitting here anymore."

He Chongtian was silent for a long time: "Don't hide from me in the future."

Chen Xiang hummed, but didn't take it seriously.

The car was driving in the dark, passing through a clear viaduct.

Agarwood induces sleepiness, and she leans on He Chongtian's strong shoulders, feeling comfortable and half asleep.

"Fuck! Brother!" Zhou Zheng's horrified voice woke up Chen Xiangyin.

The heartbeat accelerated instantly, and the ominous premonition was strong.

The scenery outside the car window flew by quickly, and the car was bumpy and dizzying.

Zhou Zheng slammed on the brake with his right leg, to no avail, "The brake failed!"