Shen Minghui was proficient in eating, drinking, betting and gambling. He almost killed him by slapping himself.

But Chen Qiye didn't even look at him, and Shen Minghui immediately used a trick to slap himself, slap him and slap him to death. He was really trying to become the chairman.

After more than ten times, Chen Qiye looked up and said: Do you want to be the chairman of Shen Group?

Otherwise, Shen Minghui grinned hoarsely in pain.

These dozen slaps swollen his cheeks. Chen Qiye was still a waste in his heart, but Old Liu and Old Qian heard Chen Qiye. Lin Chuxue is now the vice chairman, so he must fight for Chen Qiye.

At present, Shen’s Group is entirely supported by loans, and it’s just an empty shell. So what if it’s given to Shen Minghui?

What can I get? Chen Qiye said.

There is a chance!

Shen Minghui was overjoyed. Since Chen Qiye was so well-informed, he didn't mind giving him a taste.

Qiye, I want to tell you a message, you must hold on.

As Shen Minghui said, he looked outside the window and saw that no one eavesdropped. Then he said mysteriously: Your father is my second uncle Shen Junwen, who was killed by the dead old man.

Not enough. Chen Qiye shook his head.

Shen Minghui was stupid. Chen Qiye didn't respond when he killed his father. Could it be that he had known it long ago?

Shen Minghui looked at Chen Qiye carefully. This Shen family's adopted grandson, a waste, had improved for the first time in his heart.

Hahaha, Qiye, my good third brother, I can’t tell you are hiding deep enough.

Shen Minghui gritted his teeth and said: Then I will tell you another secret, you definitely don’t know that you have a sister in the world.

With a bang, Chen Qiye immediately flicked and sat up: Take it seriously!

My father passed away for three years, and Chen Qiye regretted it for three years. If he still had his flesh and blood, Chen Qiye would find her even if he digs three feet into the ground, and spend the rest of his life to care for her and take care of her to comfort his father's spirit in heaven.

He was not living alone in the world. For Chen Qiye, who was an orphan, this kind of impact was nothing more than an ordinary person who won a prize of 10 million.

Of course it is true, I swear with my life. Shen Minghui said in a righteous manner.

Who is she, what is her name, and how old she is this year? Chen Qiye said.

Seeing his anxious look, Shen Minghui became more convinced and said with a smile: Qiye, this is unfair. I told you two secrets, don’t you express it?

Chen Qiye said, I can make you the chairman of Shen Group.

Shen Minghui sneered, just what qualifications do you have to guarantee? What I need is Lin Chuxue, as well as the support of Lao Liu and Lao Qian and others.

Although he was a playboy and could not do anything, Shen Minghui could see clearly that no one could leave the backbone of the company. Now these people are listening to Chen Qiye's, so he had to be humble.

It was a matter of determination. On the day I became the chairman of Shen Group, I would tell you who your sister was. After that, Shen Minghui left the office with a successful ambition.

If a piece of news can be exchanged for a group company, he suddenly felt that he had made a lot of money, but in his eyes, Chen Qiye's relatives are priceless, let alone a shell company.

Father, I hope you are in the sky, bless me to find my sister. Whether she recognizes me or not, I will spoil it into a princess. Chen Qiye looked into the surging river water from afar, and there were two groups of sparks jumping in his eyes.

At this time, the little princess of the Huang family was also rushing into Huang Tianxiong's study with a look of excitement.

Grandpa, Grandpa, what did Boss Bai say? Huang Yanjun ran too fast and even fell off her slippers. She rushed to Huang Tianxiong barefoot.

She was counting on Huang Tianxiong to see the East China Sea God of War, how could she not be anxious?

But the more urgent Huang Yanjun showed, the more guilty Huang Tianxiong was.

Huang Yanjun almost broke away. He pinched Huang Tianxiong's waist flesh and said with his hands on his hips: Huang Tianxiong, tell me what you are doing, and you can't even find out what you want.

Huang Tianxiong almost vomited blood without any anger!

It would be fine if you pinch me, but you would still bury me. I was almost killed by you.

Huang Tianxiong said with a dark face: Yan Jun, are you asking about ordinary people? They are the bosses of the underground forces in the East China Sea.

Huang Yanjun's face was even worse than Huang Tianxiong, and her sharp teeth showed her tiger teeth and said: Huang Tianxiong, if you speak human words, I don't believe Bai Yunfei doesn't even sell the face of you, the richest man in the East China Sea.

Although Huang Tianxiong has no relationship with Bai Yunfei, the Huang family is the richest man in the East China Sea. Huang Yanjun doesn't believe it, so Bai Yunfei doesn't sell this face.

Her requirements were not high, she just met the East China Sea War God and had a meal.

Cough, I sold it, but it depends on your performance. Huang Tianxiong coughed loudly and looked at Huang Yanjun with tears in his eyes.

The source of happiness for the elderly is the third generation, and Huang Tianxiong, the richest man in the East China Sea, is no exception.

Huang Yanjun looked speechless, then pouted her pink lips and kissed Huang Tianxiong three times on the forehead, which made Huang Tianxiong so happy.

Huang Tianxiong, now you can say it. Huang Yanjun said angrily.

Huang Tianxiong said with a embarrassed expression: Boss Bai said that we should sell him the villa of Qingwa Pavilion No. 1 before he arranged for you to date the God of War.

ah?

Huang Yanjun shouted directly, looking incredible: Is the God of War in the East China Sea short of houses?

She didn't think that the God of War in the East China Sea was extorting their Huang family. After all, the Huang family and him were considered to be figures on the same plane. Although Villa No. 1 in Qingwa Pavilion is valuable, it is only worth about 20 million.

There are several villas like this, the Huang family is in Wuhua and Hangzhou. How could people with planes like him be short of houses?

Huang Tianxiong shook his head and said: There is definitely no shortage.

What is the purpose of the God of War? Huang Yanjun became even more confused.

Since there is no shortage of houses, why did he ask for the property rights of Villa No. 1 by name? This is logically unreasonable.

Huang Tianxiong frowned and said: I guess it is related to the development of Xinshi City. Grandpa has recently received news that Bai Yunfei and Zhao Long are in contact with the residents of our Qingwa Pavilion, hoping that they can agree to the removal decision of the superior.

Bai Yunfei and Zhao Long are the open confidants of the God of War, and what they did represents his wishes.

The God of War wants to cleanse himself? Huang Yanjun blurted out.

This is possible, but it is not so easy.

Huang Tianxiong looked at Huang Yanjun and said earnestly: Yanjun, it’s not that grandpa is unwilling to give up a house, but that it touches his whole body.

Qingwa Pavilion has been a Feng Shui treasure land since ancient times. If I agree to give up the house, it is equivalent to being an enemy of the entire upper class in the East China Sea, so my grandfather cannot agree to this condition.

Although the Huang family is the richest man in the East China Sea, they still swallow elephants with too many termites. Not all the residents of Qingwa Pavilion care as much as the Huang family. If Huang Tianxiong agrees to Bai Yunfei's proposal, it will be an enemy of the whole world.

Grandpa, I don’t blame you. Huang Yanjun nodded and said, “She is not a willful and willful daughter, but she immediately thought of another person, Jiang Mengmeng.

She may not be bothered with Huang Tianxiong, but Jiang Mengmeng was deceived and packaged Shen Mingchao as a fake god of war. She must calculate the account clearly.
Chapter completed!