Three cars parked on the side of the road. Mr. Zhuang, dressed in a white suit, sat in the car and looked at the single-family villa in front of him through the car window.
He doesn't want to come.
But there is no other way. The group contains his thirty years of hard work. As long as there is hope, the group will never be allowed to fall.
"You stay in the car."
After thinking about it.
Mr. Zhuang took no one with him and walked towards the door alone.
"Um?"
Don't wait for the knock on the door.
Mr. Zhuang noticed something was wrong with the ground around the villa.
The ground is not yellow, but white.
Twist it with your hands.
As a construction boss who started out as a contractor, Mr. Zhuang frowned subconsciously: "Lime?"
strangeness.
Why use lime to pave the floor?
This thing is spread on the ground, and not even a single weed can grow. In other words, within the scope of the villa in front of you, mosquitoes are extinct and no vegetation grows. It is a dead place.
crunch
Without waiting for another thought, the vermilion iron door opened in response.
Mr. Zhuang looked inside the villa.
No one opened the door. The door seemed to have been blown open by the wind, and in the courtyard, in addition to the white ground he imagined, there were also many black flags planted in the courtyard.
Have a look.
I don’t recognize the characters on the flags at all, and the glyphs are also weird.
"This is a sinister text, it will hurt a living person to read it."
Zhang Heng's voice came from the villa: "I said, I have cleared up my relationship with the group, what are you still doing here?"
"Laoba."
Hear the sound.
Mr. Zhuang's cheek twitched twice: "I can't support myself now, and the group needs you very much." Lan
The tone paused slightly.
Then he said: "Have you heard that the world outside is getting more and more chaotic right now, and there are many supernatural events and strange people appearing in various places in the mountains and rivers.
Early this morning, Lao Lu approached me on behalf of some people and said that they had created a 444 game and wanted to discuss cooperation with me.
I am also thinking about you, let me tell you, are you also one of the strange people? If so, the group is willing to fully support you. When the time comes, you have the support of the group and the cooperation from above, and I am where I am today.
After using it for thirty years, I guarantee that you will not use it for more than three years."
"Three years?"
Zhang Heng's attitude was noncommittal: "Are you done?"
"Old man, I know, I used to like to write you bad checks." Lan
Mr. Zhuang emphasized: "This time is different. As long as you return to the group, the position of general manager will be yours. In addition, I have prepared an equity transfer agreement to transfer 10% of the company's shares. You can sign it at any time. This is dozens of
Hundreds of millions.”
silence.
What are billions and not billions?
If Zhang Heng wanted to, he could use puppetry to control several tens of billionaires and become an invisible rich man behind his back. Then, he could have as much money as he wanted, so why bother being a son to others.
As for the Zhuang Group.
It's just a rotten ship, so there's no way to do any serious business.
Open and shut to let him go back.
What to do when you go back.
It’s not just shouting and killing, it’s really treating itself as a legitimate company.
"You go."
Zhang Heng said in a faint tone: "I understand your determination to save the times, and I also understand that you don't want the Zhuang Group that has spent your whole life to be destroyed. But the times are like this. Instead of wasting energy on me, it is better to do more good deeds when you go back. This
Although it is too late in this life, you can always accumulate some virtue for the next life."
incredible.
After standing outside the door for a while, Mr. Zhuang whispered: "Baby, if you think it's okay, we can talk again."
No one answered.
After waiting for a while, seeing no one responded in the room, Mr. Zhuang said again: "Strange people and strangers are not three-legged golden cicadas, let alone rare and rare. If you think you have a rare commodity and want to sell it for a price, I think you
I will regret it, because this is not only my opportunity, but also yours."
quiet
It seems like there is no one at home.
Mr. Zhuang took a deep breath, shook his head with disappointment and left.
He couldn't figure it out at all.
What reason does Zhang Heng have for rejecting him? The reason is that he is not very prosperous now and his situation is not good.
But he has not lost yet. The Zhuang Group is still the leading local company, and he, Zhuang Qiang, is still the most powerful businessman in Yangjiang's black and white circles.
at the same time.
Inside the villa.
"Master, you are rushing to give us money. There is no reason for us not to agree, right?"
Zhang Heng was lying on the Taishi chair.
Behind him, Gui Laojiu, who was half-dressed in red, looked puzzled: "I first agreed to Lao Bangzi and got 10% of the shares. Later, whether it is coercion or inducement, with your methods, it will not take three years."
It only takes three months, no, thirty days, and the Zhuang Group will have to bear the surname Zhang, so why bother now."
Zhang Heng knows what Gui Laojiu wants to say.
The Zhuang Group has existed for 30 years, is involved in more than a dozen industries, and has more than 60,000 employees.
Now bow your head.
Call me godfather, and you will be the director of the group when you get back, an outstanding young entrepreneur from Handong.
Went back.
Follow the Zhuang Group's connections and find a big boss in the province to be your backer.
When the time comes, the above sentence: 'You can handle it, don't worry.'
Arrived below.
The people must also feel relieved.
Further back.
Three or four general bureaus at the state and provincial levels have been established, and they are more active. There are no general bureaus at the state and provincial level, but down the line, there must be in-charge bureaus at the prefecture and city levels.
If Zhang Heng was a lucky person who received the inheritance of magic in the early stages of spiritual energy recovery, he would be able to call him "godfather".
pity.
He's not.
Lan
In the blink of an eye, it’s March again.
This is the sixth month of spiritual recovery.
Zhang Heng still didn't move lightly.
Because he knows very well that this is an era of weak spirits. In this era of weak spirits, the limitations of heaven and earth prevent monks from exceeding the Qi refining period.
In this case, the power of the dynasty will inevitably prevail over the individual.
certainly.
This is what he thinks. Some people don’t think so. Lan
for example
"Old Demon Yan, you kill people and practice corpses, which is unacceptable. How can you imagine that you will be like today?"
Handong Province has more than just Jiang City.
There is also the provincial capital Jinghai.
What about Jinghai?
There is a large cemetery in the western suburbs, and there is an eight-story unfinished building outside the cemetery.
Today.Lan
This unfinished building was surrounded by a tight crowd. Soldiers with loaded weapons stood on the outside, and on the inside stood a man and a woman, two young men and women wearing three or four armbands.
certainly.
This is not surprising.
What was surprising was that there was a pickup truck parked behind the young man, with three black coffins locked in chains across the top.
"absurd!"
The man known as Yan Lao Mo is in his early forties.
He wears glasses and always frowns habitually, making him look gentle and polite.
Don't underestimate him.
In the past six months, hundreds of lives have been lost on our hands.
"You say I'm guilty."
"Yes, I am guilty. I stole the corpse and killed him. It is a crime that cannot be punished."
Even if you are surrounded by water.
Old Demon Yan was still polite and said with a smile: "But what about you?"
Saying that.
He raised his hand and pointed at the young man: "If I'm not mistaken, there are zombies in the coffin behind him? What a coincidence, when you were chasing me, I left in a hurry and didn't have time to take away the book hidden at home.
Good corpse training."
Speaking of which.
Old Demon Yan chuckled and said: "Don't tell me that you haven't practiced, then the question is, I am a sinner, who are you?"
Speaking of which.
Yan Laomo's eyes became more and more curious: "Young man, zombies are not easy to make. I killed forty-three people and stole hundreds of corpses before I could make two zombies. You have to use these three zombies again."
How much material?”
There was another sneer: "Don't tell me that you picked up these three zombies, or that you are a genius and can make them one at a time, using less materials than me."
A moment of silence.
The young man said: "Old Demon Yan, I have learned your Lu Liang corpse training technique, but I am different from you. The things I use are all voluntarily donated by death row prisoners who have been shot in various provinces and cities."
Hahaha!
Old Demon Yan laughed directly: "It's easy to deceive others, but it's difficult to deceive yourself. If they are so dedicated, why would they commit crimes?"
"snort!"
The young man snorted coldly: "You practice corpse training for your own benefit, I practice corpse training for the sake of the country and the people. Old Demon Yan, there is no need to say anything about attacking the heart, just say your last words."
"Last words!"
Old Demon Yan laughed even more crazily: "You have practiced Lu Liang's Corpse Control Technique, and you should have discovered that this book is incomplete, because I have torn out the last few pages."
Hook your fingers.
Yan Laomo's eyes were full of mischief: "I know your methods. Today has reached this point. Even if I have wings, I can't fly out.
But I'm not afraid. I want you to come in and compete with me now to see whose corpse training method is more authentic. Do you want to bet? Just bet on the few pages of secret books in my hand. Since you speak for the country and the people, you must
Don’t you think that Lu Liang’s corpse control technique at the Handong General Administration is incomplete?”
stunned
Young people seem to be in a dilemma.
"Don't hesitate. These zombies I made were all made from ordinary corpses, but you used all the most ferocious and evil ones. You have no reason to be afraid of me."
Old Demon Yan Gonghuo said: "And I heard that among the three of you, whoever gets the inheritance first will become the captain. What about you, are you going to set up a corpse training team and recruit a group of people to follow you?
Practice corpse training together and create a zombie army?
Humph, if you don’t have all the secrets, how can you fight? It’s almost like playing Twist."
Hear this.
The young man finally stopped hesitating: "People who train corpses should die at the hands of zombies. Okay, I will help you."
kill!
A wave of his hand.
Three mysterious coffins were shot into the unfinished building.
Then, the young man stepped on the steps and walked in holding a mahogany spear.
As for why it's not a mahogany sword.
Don't be kidding, the zombies being sacrificed are getting stronger and stronger now. At the beginning, what was on his pickup truck was not a mysterious coffin, but a six-barreled heavy machine gun.
boom!
five minutes later.
A violent explosion suddenly occurred in the unfinished building.
Everyone was confused and looked at the girl who was walking with the young man.
The girl was not surprised and said coldly: "Lao Chai's zombie has liquid explosives tied to its body. If it can be beaten, it will be beaten. If it cannot be beaten, it will be blown up. It doesn't even have this means, how can it be codenamed Zombie Demon?" Lan
Everyone looked confused.
After a while.
The young man walked out with a frosty look on his face, holding a string of pendants that represented the identity of Old Demon Yan.
See this scene.
The girl couldn't help but frowned: "What's going on?"
"When a person is about to die, his heart is also evil."
The young man whispered: "This old guy would rather reverse his magic and die than fall into my hands. By the way, Old Demon Yan said before he died that he had asked someone to publish the corpse training technique on the Internet. You can do this."
What do you think?" Lan
The girl didn't care much: "Experts have long said that it is a trend for all people to practice cultivation. As more and more martial arts are born, some people will not only practice by themselves, but also practice with their families, thus forming a family of monks.
What's more, some ambitious people will unite those who practice similar techniques to form a sect, thus influencing the situation of one party."
Young people also know this truth.
I just know that I know, but there is still a little melancholy in my eyes: "But I didn't expect it to be so fast, right?"
"Um."
The girl did not refute: "Let the Internet police be dispatched later. How many skills can be recovered? As for the future, the Tiangong Project should also be accelerated."
Tiangong Project.
It is the check and balance plan proposed by the expert group to deal with the resurgence of spiritual energy.
As a core member of the three fourth bureaus in the Handong region.
Of course, the young man was no stranger, and whispered: "Is the Tiangong plan really feasible? Let all monks be registered. Registration will be legal, and failure to register will be illegal. They will be punished, and all monks will be bound within the framework of Tiangong. Also,
Wouldn't it be too whimsical to obey the call?"
"maybe."
The girl was noncommittal: "The above analysis said that the Reiki Age is like a floodgate. Once it is opened, the water flow will only get bigger and bigger.
Everything now is just the beginning. The glorious era is still to come. If you can't grasp the direction now, what do you think will happen in the future?"
He said again and again: "We must seize the opportunity. Only by having the opportunity in hand can we cope with the ever-changing situation by remaining unchanged."
The young man frowned.
To be honest, he is not very optimistic about the Tiangong Project because the framework itself is fragile.
Unless you take the initiative in three or four rounds.
Otherwise, the plan will go bankrupt if it wavers even a little bit, and as far as he knows, whether it is the Yanjing headquarters or the headquarters under various state governments, there are constant overt and covert fights, and there are many hills and mountains.
At present, the strength of folk practitioners is not enough to fight against the three or four rounds.
On the day when they can fight against each other, the three four games are destined to be destroyed, because the essence of existence lies in coexistence, not opposition. The three four games itself is a knife, a sharp blade hanging over the heads of monks all over the world, and it can hurt people.
Hurt yourself.
Half a month later.
Jiangshi
"Brother Heng, I heard from the grapevine that someone from the province is planning to set up three fourth bureaus in Jiang City."
this day.
Zhang Heng is still enjoying his free time leisurely.
And just when he thought it could be stable for a while longer, his friend called him: "It's not clear who the specific person in charge is. There is only a code name at the moment."
"What's the code name?"
"Corpse Demon" Lan
The person on the other end of the phone lowered his voice: "And this person is said to have been invited by Bureau Lu. I'm worried that the person who came here is not good."