Jiangshui is located in the south of the Yangtze River, on both sides of the Yangtze River.
In a club in Jiangshui, the fragrance of tea filled the air, and several people were sitting around.
One of the men with scars at the corners of his eyes had a gloomy face. He held the tea cup for a long time without lifting it, letting the tea gradually cool down.
"Brother Long!" Someone beside him couldn't help it any longer and frowned: "What on earth are we going to do? Brother Long, if you say a word, the brothers will never give up!"
The man slowly raised his head, a faint cold light flashing in his eyes.
"Chu Yunhao, this good-for-nothing, will just die, and he will drag Brother Long down!" someone scolded from the side.
"Yes, Brother Long, originally we could hand over 700 million to the Chen family every year, but now because of Chu Yunhao's death, the Chen family actually asked us to hand over 1.77 billion a year. Isn't this fatal!" Some people were filled with resentment.
But soon, several people fell silent again and looked at Zheng Weilong.
"Black Bear, what is our annual income now?" Zheng Weilong tapped his fingers lightly, but there was no change in his expression.
"This year there are about 2 billion!" A burly, dark-skinned middle-aged man said solemnly: "After deducting various expenses, the net income is only 12.3 billion, and it has to be handed over to the government at the end of the year.
The Chen family has 700 million, and only 400 to 500 million are left!"
"However, the group still needs to develop, and just these four to five billion..." Black Bear looked embarrassed, lamented, and remained silent.
Zheng Weilong knew all this, but he didn't understand why Zheng Weilong asked again.
"Four to five billion?" Zheng Weilong frowned slightly, "Then besides us in Jiangnan, who else controls the underground entertainment industry?"
"Of course Wende will join!" Someone sneered: "That guy Qin Wende has continued to expand based on his surname Qin, but he doesn't have the guts to touch our industry."
Zheng Weilong pondered for a moment, "If we take over the Wende Society's property, how much profit will we get in a year?"
As soon as this sentence came out, everyone was startled.
"Brother Long, you don't really intend to disturb the Wende Society, do you?" someone asked cautiously.
Although Qin Wende was expelled from the Qin family, the Qin family has helped him a lot in recent years, but not openly.
Anyone with a discerning eye can see that although Qin Wende does not rely on the Qin family, if someone really wants to fight Qin Wende, will the Qin family not intervene?
Fortunately, Qin Wende has also learned how to deal with the world over the years. He has always been in awe of Zheng Weilong and has never touched Zheng Weilong's bottom line, which is why the Wende Society has become so strong.
Zheng Weilong raised his eyes and said calmly: "Can't you move?"
Everyone immediately fell silent and did not dare to speak.
Zheng Weilong just looked at Black Bear, who frowned slightly and said: "If we can win the Wende Society, then almost all the underground areas in Jiangnan will be owned by Brother Long. This kind of monopoly will exceed at least three billion a year!"
Three billion!
This time, everyone was shocked. If the income could really exceed 3 billion, the Chen family would still be rich after deducting the 1.7 billion.
The Chen family's problems will be solved, and everyone's faces will show joy.
But some people are still worried, "Brother Long, it's easy to attack Qin Wende alone, but now Qin Wende is very close to Linhai Chen Fuyun, and several senior masters are helpless against him. After all, Chen Fuyun has entered the Taoist realm. In terms of strength,
Comparable to innateness!”
The person who spoke was a master of internal strength, and his brows were furrowed.
Zheng Weilong finally expressed his stance and raised his hand slightly, "I understand, get ready!"
Zheng Weilong stood up slowly, without even looking at the already cold tea cup, "Qin Wende has been in Jiangnan for a long enough time, and it's time to move around."
"Although the Qin family will help, since the Chen family dares to ask me to hand over 1.7 billion every year, I think the Chen family is far more prepared than the Qin family."
He smiled softly, and his last words reassured everyone.
Then, he walked out of the room, walked to the deepest part of the club, and then slowly turned on the computer.
On the computer, he hesitated slightly, tapped his fingers on the keyboard, and finally sent an email.
After doing all this, Zheng Weilong looked up at the ceiling.
This time, isn't it an opportunity for him to make things difficult for the Chen family?
An opportunity to completely dominate the underground world of Jiangnan and control all the entertainment industries in Jiangnan.
The Chen family relied on him to make money, so why did he not rely on the Chen family?
The corners of Zheng Weilong's mouth were slightly raised, the scars at the corners of his eyes were twitching, and his eyes were narrowed. In the tiny slits in his eyes, a trace of murderous intent quietly passed away.
"Qin Wende, if you want to blame it, just blame your bad luck!"
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At this moment, in an entertainment city in Jiangshui City, Qin Wende was sitting, drinking tea with Chen Fuyun.
"Master Chen, how do you like this tea?" Qin Wende said with a smile. He and Chen Fuyun have become familiar with each other in more than half a year.
Chen Fuyun smiled slightly and said: "The fragrance of tea lasts for a long time, it is light and long-lasting, and the taste is excellent!"
Qin Wende's eyes lit up, and he finally shook his head and said: "To be honest, Master, I don't know how to taste tea. It's okay if I drink wine."
Chen Fuyun couldn't help but laugh, "Tea calms the mind, wine intoxicates the mind, Wende, you'd better drink more tea!"
"What the master said is absolutely correct! Haha!" Qin Wende laughed. At this moment, Qin Wende's cell phone rang. He apologized and picked up the phone.
"What!"
Qin Wende's expression suddenly changed and he stood up suddenly.
Chen Fuyun narrowed his eyes and waited quietly for Qin Wende to hang up the phone.
When Qin Wende hung up the phone, his face was so gloomy that he wanted to smash the teacup with a slap, but he still held back.
He looked at Master Qin, his anger gradually disappeared, and he smiled bitterly and said: "It seems that Wende needs to trouble Master!"
"Say, Fuyun will never refuse!" Chen Fuyun smiled calmly.
"Zheng Weilong took action. He sent three masters to Huangdu Entertainment City and injured nearly a hundred of my men." Qin Wende looked gloomy.
He clenched his fists tightly. Zheng Weilong's move was too sudden and without any warning, and he used the terrifying power of the three masters.
If it were in the past, Qin Wende would never challenge him head-on. After all, Wende would not have a master to help him, so a head-to-head fight with Zheng Weilong would definitely be like throwing an egg at a stone.
But now, Qin Wende's eyes sparkled slightly.
He wanted to fight for that fight, and Chen Fuyun was there. He was a strong man comparable to innates. This was also the biggest foundation for his idea.
"Okay!" Chen Fuyun nodded and said with a smile: "Leave this matter to me, I still have some energy left!"
He has been in Jiangshui for half a year, so he naturally knows that Huangdu Entertainment City is not far from where he is, just a few blocks away, and it only takes a few minutes to run back and forth with all his strength.
After Chen Fuyun finished speaking, he stood up and walked out of the club.
Qin Wende's eyes were even more gloomy. He looked at the warm teacup, his face reflected in the tea.
"Zheng Weilong, if you want to fight, I will accompany you!" He took a deep breath and drank the tea in one gulp.
"Little
You dare not look down on my son, Qin Wende."
As soon as he finished speaking, Qin Wende's eyes flashed and he walked out of the room, his face full of determination.