Chapter 882

Huangfu Weiyu took Meng Chong away from Chongqing that night. In this incident, the survivor who played a similar role as a martyr was sent back to the queen's headquarters by the fat man in the small restaurant. Chen Fusheng still did not give a clear plan. The incident in Chongqing has spread more and more widely. Everyone is looking forward to the Chen family's thunder counterattack. At this stage, the Chen family is definitely the most powerful time in history. The offshore oil project is completed. Now it is giving money to the Chen family almost every day. Losing Chongqing is not a fatal blow to the Chen family. However, according to Chen Fusheng's character, it is natural that it is impossible to swallow his anger. After all, it has taken nearly ten years of hard work here. All plans are suddenly betrayed when they are implemented step by step. If they can still bear this kind of thing, the Chen family will definitely not develop to the current level.

Chen Fusheng came to Chongqing in person and had proved his approach with his actions. No talent who could stand on the table to deal with a series of problems was all elites hidden by the family. The Warring States Period, Phoenix, Queen, and the three troops all came to Chongqing in the shortest time. The Queen's Club had the most considerable number, and the worst was the elites on the seventh floor. After Mr. Chen conquered Yunnan, the Chen family's originally stretched modern arms could be secretly sent from the border to Nanjing every year. If Chen Fusheng had not explicitly stipulated that he would not do drug business, and occupied this land in Yunnan, the Chen family's economy would be even more considerate. With the addition of several secret arsenals in the Chen family, Chen Fusheng would not have to worry about losing money in weapons, so he had no scruples at all. He made up his mind to play the bloody storm under the table. This approach would naturally be more in line with Mr. Chen's appetite.

In the atmosphere of surging and surging, Chen Fusheng stayed in a small restaurant for three days without any movement. The Queen, Phoenix, and the Warring States Period, were arranged by the fat boss. It is not difficult to see that the fat man has a good reputation nearby, and he has no scruples in his words and actions. His face is amazing. This kind of goods that guards his own acre of land during the day only hopes that a large number of customers will bring him wealth. Who can imagine him wearing a suit and a luxury car to attend the Chen family's senior management meeting?

Not to mention others, even Chen Ping is very interested in this fat man who smiles all day long. The other party is a top-notch. It is obvious that the eldest young master is not disgusted with him. He comes to flatter Mr. Chen every day, which is almost a compulsory course. Compared to his attentiveness, he discusses the so-called love with the waiter with a freckle on his face in the dormitory. Every time he comes, he will never forget to bring Chen Ping two special side dishes, a bottle of white wine that cannot be seen with no trademarks. Chen Ping and Zhang Sanqian have a dormitory, plus the fat man, three people, and their lives are very comfortable. If Peng Grereen had not begun to carry out so-called reforms to Chongqing's underground society, Chen Ping would really not mind spending two more days with this fat man named Ma.

In just less than a week, Peng Liren had already begun to reform the underground society in Chongqing. In a short period of time, this little godfather, who used some people's resentment towards the Chen family, successfully planned a good rebellion show, and then occupied Chongqing, was obviously too eager to act. Before he could even commend his allies, he began to eliminate dissidents on a large scale. His methods were fierce and ruthless. Wang Qiming became the spokesperson of Peng Liren, his status rose sharply, and the overall situation was that Chongqing was about to be made into iron by the other party.

With a staggering attitude, Chen Fusheng still remained unmoved and had no intention of acting. He went out early and came back late every day. Chen Ping could roughly guess what his old man was doing every day. He was nothing more than just having a relationship with some bigwigs standing on the Chongqing table, drinking tea and chatting, promoting feelings, and using violence to solve things. It seems simple, but a series of arrangements before the action are essential. These are not things that can be smashed with money alone. Mr. Chen, who has never liked this set, waited with confidence.

After all, he is the current head of the Chen family, so he naturally would not misunderstand some of the focus of his family. It would take at least three to five years to get to the last step in Chen Fusheng's plan. Some things are very happy to cut the mess with a quick knife, but the sequelae are fatal. The Chen family played a game of chess for more than ten years here, but it has not revealed any intention of eliminating dissidents. Peng Greyreen was eager to take action just after taking Chongqing. If nothing unexpected happens, even if the Chen family does not interfere, a good show will be about to happen. At that time, the Chen family takes advantage of the situation to counterattack and achieve twice the result with half the effort.

All conspiracies were brewing, Peng Greyreen was full of pride and the Chen family's low-key planning, and the underground society in Chongqing was suddenly filled with a strange atmosphere.

"Brother Sanqian, why don't we go to the Queen's branch tonight, which has been occupied by the magpie nest, to play? It's harmless and can teach those grandchildren a lesson. Even if I can understand my father's meaning, I'm still so idle, right?"

Chen Ping lay straight on the bed, with helpless look on his face, and rubbed his crotch. On this day, although the fat boss was also interested in turning around from time to time, the woman who lacked a warm bed still lacked some warm smell. Mr. Chen now does routinely before going to bed every night, usually calls several women at home. Each person is fifteen minutes, and occasionally there will be Ye Zhixin's text messages in the middle. Together, it will take nearly two hours. Even Zhang Sanqian thought this was quite fucked, but this may have become what Mr. Chen is most looking forward to now. He stretched out his hand, looked at the watch, and at around six o'clock in the evening, he laughed and said, if everything is ready, he set off at 10 o'clock, rushed to 10 o'clock, give them some color, and then retreat, and rushed back at twelve o'clock. Brother, what do you think, do you do it?

Zhang Sanqian sat at the window without responding at all. He had been accustomed to Chen Ping's nonsense these days, and was nagged several times a day. Over time, he became accustomed to it. Compared to Chen Ping, he was obviously able to adapt to loneliness and boredom. A man in his thirties was suspected by Mr. Chen to be a virgin man. The strength of his inner world is imaginable.

The ringtone of the cell phone suddenly rang, and Chen Ping took out his cell phone casually, looked at the number, and was stunned.

Ye Zhixin.

Isn’t this girl used to text messages? Is the offensive going to be upgraded?

Chen Ping smiled and said shamelessly three times, quickly pushing me, the goddess sister. Then he answered the phone and fed her.

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Chongqing Jiangbei Airport.

A cold and almost arrogant figure slowly walked out of the hall, wearing white clothes. In everyone's shocking sight, she slowly moved forward. Her ordinary face and only a trace of expectation deep in her eyes revealed her inner emotions. Behind her, five tall men in almost the same clothes always kept the same distance from her, silent and solemn.

Strong arrogance!

She slowly walked out of the airport, took out her cell phone, made a call, and after the other party answered, she gently fed her and said lightly: "I'm in Chongqing."

There was no unexpected silence on the other end of the phone. About half a minute later, a shameless voice came over with a smile: "What a surprise. Miss Ye came to Chongqing from afar. The power of missing is indeed endless. It just so happened that the man was so idle here. Why don't I open a room in the hotel and ask you to help me rub it and relieve your lovesickness by the way?

Ye Zhixin remained calm and patiently listened to these "filthy words" without changing his tone. He whispered and sent someone to pick me up. I want to see you, now.

Chen Ping fell silent directly.

Ye Zhixin, who was instantly filled with a strange or grievance, took a deep breath, pulled the corner of her mouth slightly, and forced a smile that made everyone stunned. Her voice became softer, and she said softly, "Can you pick me up, okay?"

Mr. Chen retreated directly and said ok on the spot. He rolled and scrambled out of bed. After putting on his clothes, he casually looked at his cell phone. He found that the woman had not hung up the phone yet. Chen Ping smiled and blew a kiss to the cell phone in an exaggerated way, saying, "Goddess Sister, you are really a woman."

Ye Zhixin hung up the phone directly.
Chapter completed!