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013 meeting

Ye Bei has lived too long.

He has seen many people and many things.

He knows people's hearts better...

When the benefits are sufficient, ordinary people can do anything.

Master and servant betrayal.

Father and son kill each other.

The couple separated...

What he just said was just a casual sigh, but he didn't expect that it would cause such a big reaction from these slaves. However, when he saw these people kneeling on the ground, Ye Bei didn't say much, and just looked at these people quietly.

Scanned them one by one.

Look casually.

But those people kneeling on the ground were sweating coldly.



At this moment, at the foot of Kunlun Mountain.

In the center of Q City, there is a huge manor, covering an area of ​​at least 750,000 square meters, which is the same as the Forbidden City.

It's full of greenery here.

Ancient bluestone slab.

Strange-shaped rocks...

Giant swimming pool.

Transplanted, a thousand-year-old cedar tree!

The manor is full of modern and ancient Chinese architectural styles, which looks extremely gorgeous and elegant.

This manor, called Longding Manor, is the headquarters of the Zhao family in China.

In Q City, even the mayor is not eligible to enter without the consent of the Zhao family.

However, at this time, the atmosphere in the manor was quite strange.

The manor is a large conference room, covering an area of ​​2,000 square meters. The walls are covered with valuable calligraphy and paintings. If you take out any one, it is worth more than tens of millions.

On the ground, there are ancient porcelains, each one of which can be called a national treasure.

Even the carpets here are custom-made by LV.

At each meeting, the latest one will be replaced...

In this conference room, there are two rows of chairs, with a total of 102 seats. Each chair is made of fine huanghuali wood, and is carefully carved by skilled craftsmen. Take out any one and it will probably be...

It can be regarded as a priceless work of art.

Today, all the chairs in this conference room are filled with people.

However, no one spoke.

It was as if a pin dropped on the ground and could be heard.

Sitting on the main seat was a middle-aged man.

Hair gray.

Wearing a white shirt, a gold tie and a pair of gold-rimmed glasses.

He has a majestic demeanor and a stern face.

When his eyes fall on a certain person at random, that person can't help but lower his head and dare not speak.

This man is Zhao Kun’s biological father, Zhao Changcun!

Ta-ta...

His fingers tapped lightly on the conference table, making a clicking sound.

After a long time, Zhao Changcun spoke, breaking the silence, with a cold murderous intent in his voice: "Master left yesterday, and everyone knows that the rise of our Zhao family is closely related to Mr. Wang of Kunlun Mountain, so

After the master left, he went to Kunlun Mountain, hoping to take Mr. Wang down from the mountain and support him in his old age with the help of the Zhao family... However, because the master left, Mr. Wang turned his back and refused to recognize anyone. Not only did he reject the kindness of our Zhao family, he also

He severely injured Kun'er, who is still unconscious to this day, and even brutally killed the bodyguards..."

When he said this, Zhao Changcun still showed a sad and indignant look.

"Kun'er is right! The fault lies with us... The master is gone. Some people think that our Zhao family has collapsed. Even Mr. Wang directly refused to associate with us anymore. I think everyone knows the situation we are facing now.

Alright?"

The voice just fell.

In the conference room, someone finally jumped up to answer the call.

Zhao Kun's cousin, Zhao Jing, was full of momentum: "Yes, uncle is right! That old man in Kunlun Mountain is so shameless. Do you really think that he has given some help to the Zhao family and can be superior? This time

He even injured Kundi, which has already indicated that we will break off relations with our Zhao family, so there is no need for us to give him any more face... Grandpa is no longer here, and our Zhao family should unite as one and prove to everyone that we

Don’t fear anyone.”

The chat box was opened, and the weird atmosphere in the conference room quietly dissipated.

People in the Zhao family, under the deliberate guidance of Zhao Changcun, began to express their opinions one after another.

"According to me, that bullshit old god is just talking nonsense. We are in the 21st century and we believe in science. Where are the bullshit ghosts and gods? That old guy is too self-righteous. He really regards himself as the number one figure.

Already?"

"It's so shameless to attack a junior."

"Yeah, let's forget about taking action. Zhao Kun is so polite on weekdays, and yet he threatened that Zhao Kun had humiliated him...what the hell."

"Look at the good atmosphere in our Zhao family! The master is gone and doesn't take us seriously anymore."

"Hey, I think we can definitely find someone to assassinate him. That old immortal has always lived in the Kunlun Mountains, deep in the mountains and forests. There are only a few special police officers protecting him on weekdays. It would be too easy to kill him!"

Most of the people in the Zhao family said coldly.

Zhao Changcun listened to these voices...

The eyes are dim.

After a long time, when the anger of these tribesmen reached its peak, he spoke...

"Everyone, be quiet!" Waiting for the conference room to regain silence: "After Kun'er went there, the news has spread. Now Kunlun Mountain has been blocked, and many big shots went to express their condolences to Mr. Wang... Next, what everyone said

The responsible departments are likely to face various blows. Please don’t be nervous and work hard... In the future, we will have many opportunities to retaliate! Our Zhao family is engaged in the real estate industry. During the period of rapid economic development, we

The production value will never waver at all!”

"Yes, uncle!"

"yes!"

"Don't worry, we are still young, how long can the old thing live?"

"I will definitely avenge Zhao Kun."

The senior leaders of the Zhao family are full of confidence.

About an hour later...

This meeting is over.

After the meeting, Zhao Changcun came to a safe house in the manor alone.

Only Zhao Bingsheng once knew that here, the living facilities were complete, and an ordinary person could live there safely for at least three months.

When Zhao Changcun entered the safe house.

Inside the house...

On the white sofa, there is an old man with white hair and vicissitudes of life, holding a dragon-headed cane and wearing a golden yellow coat.

There was no aura released from this old man.

He looks just like an ordinary old man...

His face was full of wrinkles and ravines, as if it were a lamp that could go out at any moment.

However, if you look carefully, you will find that his eyes are full of wisdom, as if he has seen everything thoroughly. There is also a hint of vitality in his aging face, and he can at least live for a few more years.

Year.

Zhao Changcun came in here and closed the door.

When standing in front of the old man, he bent slightly, his eyes were full of respect, and at the same time he reported in a deep voice: "Old man, your guess is indeed correct. After Kun'er was sent to the hospital, nine family members went to Kunlun Mountain...
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