Sweet pet after marriage: black-bellied husband is too domineering

Chapter 329 Shen Xingchen, the man from hell 1
In the living room of Jingcheng Apartment, Feng Yunlie and Lian Que were staring at the computer screen intently.

"Prince, it should be fine. The stock price of Huangfu Group has started to rise crazily."

Feng Yunlie's face was tense, and so was Lian Que who was sitting beside him.

Both of them were in a very tense state, only the prince, who was half leaning on the sofa, looked much more relaxed.

10 minutes later……

"The shares of Huangfu Group, all that can be sold by the Emperor, will be sold."

The prince looked at the time calmly, and gave orders decisively.

Feng Yunlie nodded and pressed the mouse button, but Lian Que hesitated for a while:
"Prince, if you do this, the Emperor will no longer be able to touch the group's affairs..."

"Also, if someone acquires a lot, there will be outsiders coming into the group."

Huangfu Shenghua sneered and said:
"That's what I want."

Hearing the resolute voice of the crown prince, Lian Que quickly pressed the mouse helplessly.

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In less than 5 minutes, all the stocks in the Emperor's hands were sold.

And in the next 5 minutes, all of these large stocks were bought by one person——
"Prince, there are indeed people who have been watching. The buyer's name is Shen Xingshen..."

Feng Yunlie said suspiciously, they had never heard of this name.

Huangfu Shenghua waved his hand and replied flatly:

"Let him buy it."

Is it Shen Xingshen?It seems that he has some impression of this name?

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On the banks of Lake Moore in Edinburgh, a life-and-death decisive battle is underway.

In the swamp surrounded by an electrified iron fence.

A muscular figure, relying on thunderous skill, gradually grasped the victory in his hands.

"Xingchen, we succeeded."

Outside the fence, a face full of old smiles shouted excitedly.

His shout only made Shen Xingshen pause for a while, and then he continued to fall into the fight again.

It wasn't until the end that he trampled everyone on the field under his feet, and then he lowered his fist.

"Old Xia, it's only a temporary success."

One jumped out of the fence, Shen Xing glanced at the old man, and said calmly.

His vigorous body was covered with various kinds of scars, some deep and some shallow, but without exception, all of them were fatal scars.

His forehead dripping with sweat was covered with wet hair.

His hair-color-is not completely black, but black with a hint of golden yellow.

In this way, he looks very dazzling and holy under the sun.

However, when everyone met his dead, bloodthirsty eyes, all their thoughts would be dismissed.

He is not an angel, nor a god, he is a man from hell!
"Yes, it's only a temporary success. You see, I'm so happy."

Elder Xia stood aside and handed Shen Xingchen a towel in time, but Shen Xingchen didn't pick it up:

"I'm going to the capital, it's time to go back."

Shen Xing took a deep look at Mr. Xia who was in a state of excitement. In comparison, his expression was much lighter.

But, like this, he is still cold to the bone.

The faint hostility all over his body did not restrain at all.

Mr. Xia nodded heavily, turned around, and went to prepare for returning to the capital.

"Boss, are you really going back?"

The well-dressed man behind him took a step forward, and Shen Xing nodded.

There was extreme hatred in a pair of eyes looking into the distance.

Huangfu Group, Huangfu Shenghua, they are finally meeting again.

(End of this chapter)