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Chapter Eighteen: Revenge

Watching Zhang Feng leave, Deng Xin pulled out his cell phone: "Boss, according to your request, I have removed Zhang Feng from his post. However, this old guy is very unhappy, and I'm afraid there will be some action in the future."

"If you can't handle this matter well, I'll bring you back from the northwest." Wang Chen said on the other end of the phone.

"Don't worry, leave everything to me." Deng Xin was full of confidence: "Boss, since you are all in Haizhou, you have the opportunity to come to the company to sit."

"If you have time, I will go there." Wang Chen said.

In the morning, Secretary Xu said excitedly to Jiang Xue: "Mr. Jiang, good news. Early this morning, Haiyue announced his withdrawal from this south city project."

With a click, the information I had sorted out all night last night fell from Jiang Xue's hand.

"What?" Jiang Xue said in surprise: "Is what you said true?"

"It's true that the person in charge of this project bidding told me the news early in the morning. Mr. Jiang, it seems that the dinner last night was still effective." Secretary Xu also said excitedly.

"You go out first and let me be quiet."

Jiang Xue said, her face covered in circles.

Logically speaking, a formal enterprise like Haiyue Group will not easily change its decision. I thought of a countermeasure all night last night and planned to give it a try. Unexpectedly, I gave myself a huge surprise early this morning.

"Did it be that Zhang Feng really helped me?" Jiang Xue thought to herself.

However, looking at his performance in the hotel last night, Zhang Feng clearly expressed his attitude. Jiang Xue quickly thought about whether it was Zhang Tianming who moved his father after returning home.

In order to eliminate the doubts in his heart, Jiang Xue called Zhang Feng's cell phone.

"Uncle, I'm Jiang Xue."

"Miss Jiang, don't you think it's a bit inappropriate for you to call me at this time?" Zhang Feng said on the other end of the phone.

Jiang Xue frowned slightly: "Uncle, what do you mean? I called you today to express my gratitude to you. Thank you for giving up the Chengnan project..."

"Shut up!"

Zhang Feng interrupted angrily: "Are you sarcastic about me? You feel very happy when I have gone from a vice president to a literary and educational department, right? Jiang Xue, you are indeed an extraordinary woman. An ordinary woman is not as cruel as you. I used to be a trough, you little girl."

After listening to it, Jiang Xue was stunned: "What did you say? The Propaganda Department? What's going on? Could it be that the Chengnan project was not what you gave up?"

"Of course not! This time it was the decision made by the group president and President Deng himself. You are satisfied!" Zhang Feng hung up the phone directly.

President of Haiyue Group?

Didn’t he never take care of Haiyue’s affairs?

Jiang Xue's mind was full of questions, but no matter what, Mengxing Group's crisis has been passed smoothly.

"Secretary Xu, help me prepare gifts. I'm going to go to Haiyue." Jiang Xue said.

At noon, Wang Chen came out of the hotel where he lived and planned to go to Haiyue to meet Deng Xin.

"King of War, I'll give you it, or let Deng Xin come and pick you up." Tank said at the hotel door.

Wang Chen shook his head: "No need, if the general manager of Haiyue Branch comes to pick me up in person and is seen by outsiders, my identity will be exposed."

Tank curled his lips: "Whatever you want, then I'll give it to you."

"No need, I just walk over by myself, just take it as exercise." Wang Chen smiled and said, "Tank, you also have to strengthen your exercise. You can't relax your training just because you come to the city."

"Don't worry."

Tank smiled confidently, curled up his arms, and looked at his biceps with satisfaction.

In the morning, the sun was warm and Wang Chen enjoyed this rare free time.

"Boss, he's there!"

Suddenly, a man's voice came from behind him. Wang Chen turned his head in confusion and looked, only seeing eight men standing not far behind him, looking in his direction at the same time, one of whom was wearing a cast on his hand.

"I came to the door so quickly, and I was moving very quickly." Wang Chen chuckled.

The eight people walked towards Wang Chen with a despicable pace, leading the person with a wicked smile on his lips and a murderous intent in his eyes.

Soon, they came to Wang Chen. The man said proudly last night: "Wang Chen, didn't expect that I would catch you so soon."

"What do you want?" Wang Chen said coldly. He was not afraid of trouble, but trouble always came to him.

The evil-smiling man looked at Wang Chen with a contemptuous look on his face.

"So you are Wang Chen. Let me introduce you. I am A Fei. My little brothers call me Brother Fei. I am well-known for your name." As he said that, Brother Fei leaned forward and squinted his eyes and said softly: "I'll ask if Jiang Xue tastes like a donut?"

After saying that, the rest of the people burst into laughter, with despicable expressions on their faces.

Wang Chen clenched his fists tightly. As long as he thought about it, he could easily break the other party's neck at any moment in the next moment, but he still did not choose to do so.

"Get out!" Wang Chen's voice was cold, and there was a cold light in his eyes.

"Haha, this waste actually dares to tell us to get out?"

Brother Fei smiled evilly, and those little brothers also agreed.

Brother Fei took a step forward and his face suddenly changed: "Do you know who you are talking to? Our Spirit Snake Gang wants to crush you, which is similar to crushing ants all the time."

"Spirit Snake Gang?" Wang Chen murmured silently, and Xingmu looked at the other party: "Okay, I remember you."

Fei Ge's muscles trembled slightly, and he was obviously very surprised by Wang Chen's reaction.

"Haha, I didn't expect that you, a waste, weren't scared to pee your pants. It seems that you have grown a little in the past three years." Fei Ge sneered: "But you broke one of my brother's arms, so you have to give some compensation."

"What do you want?"

"Not much, double compensation." As he said that, Brother Fei stretched out his two fingers: "I want your arms."

"Do you think I will agree?" Wang Chen said.

Brother Fei didn't say much, his face gradually became gloomy, and then he said hoarsely: "Don't think you seem to have become brave. Let me tell you, in my eyes, you will always be useless garbage!"

As he said that, a silver light flashed and a dagger slashed directly at Wang Chen's arm.

However, this inevitable blow changed.

Brother Fei felt a afterimage in front of him, and then his wrist holding the dagger seemed to have been lit by someone. After a while, the dagger fell to the ground. Wang Chen in front of him had already taken two steps back and stood outside the attack range.

"What's going on?" Fei Ge said in surprise. What happened just now was only a moment, and he didn't see clearly.

Only Wang Chen knew that he had prepared for a long time before the other party pulled out the dagger. In addition, the opponent's attack was like slow motion in his eyes.

Without any effort, Wang Chen just tapped his finger on the other party's wrist, and then avoided the attack.

"stop!"
Chapter completed!
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