A Longyuan represents an era, which belongs to the era of the Third Master. It is this machete that has achieved the Third Master’s unprecedented feats. He leveled Jiading and set his sights on the urban area of Shanghai! However, when
When everyone thought that from now on, the Shanghai market would be dominated by the Third Master, he suddenly stopped and returned to Jiading to stay here!
It is said that Master Yang Ba is the well-deserved uncrowned king of Shanghai, but only a few people know that when Yang Bachen first started his business, Master San was already well-known in Shanghai and even the surrounding areas, and Yang Bachen also visited him as a junior.
The third master didn't go out for two days. After he left Guorui, his whole person changed! Then, if Yang Bachen hadn't died young, or if he had broken his original promise after he became rich, Shanghai would be the same now.
The city is still his world.
Chen Bing'an, Chen Lin's biological father, as a tycoon of the same era as Liu Sanye, and his relationship as both mentor and friend allowed him to quickly develop the cz gang from a commoner to its current size, just as he was full of ambitions.
When he entered the Shanghai market, Mr. Liu called him back that day. Afterwards, he devoted himself to practicing Buddhism and handed over all his property to his son Chen Lin. Even when he was dying, he held on to his son Chen Lin.
Chen Bing'an, who was in his son's hands, was still explaining to him:
"Stick to the basics and don't be competitive! Jiading is our home, you have to guard the north gate..." At that time, Chen Lin just nodded meaningfully, but with the desire for money, Chen Lin could no longer
Satisfied with the status quo, after the db gang settled in Jiangqiao, Chen Lin saw the hope of external development. However, Zhang Bei's knife and those words today instantly reminded him of that period of history.
"There is no Third Master, there is no Shanghai Stock Exchange. The Third Master is the real uncrowned king of Shanghai Stock Exchange."
Chunyu continued to frighten Yang Lin, who was still bandaged, looking out the window with a cigarette in his mouth. Just now he got the news that Zhuyeqing had officially settled in the First Mansion of Jinling! And this news was completely torn to pieces.
His original self-esteem and pride...
Different from the past, Yang Lin did not show any anger on his face at this time. People who are familiar with him know that this is the calm before he goes berserk. The grand plan that seems to be firmly in his hands is still
The internal fighting continues, and even the alliance that he carefully targeted Jiading to gain buffer time for his ambitions has just collapsed, and all of this is related to a man named Zhang Bei.
The current grand plan no longer allows Yang Lin to think about the past and future. The only day of calm has passed, just like the spring rain outside. What the current grand plan is waiting for is a continuous stream of external forces who want to carve up the grand plan.
After stubbing out the cigarette butt in his hand, Yang Lin turned around and opened the door. The bodyguards and assistants guarding the door, half-bent, slowly walked towards the conference room inside. Yang Lin was about to bear new challenges within the Yang family and his relatives.
A round of 'asking'...
Zhang Bei, who was not dazzled by the victory, quickly arranged for people to hold on to the entire Jiading city. The already leaderless Jiangqiao area was quickly occupied by Dong Jian, who was attacking the east and west, and led people from Baoshan. When the db gang was still fighting for
When Hong An was worried about his life, Zhang Bei, a man known as Su Beihu, had quickly condensed the originally scattered Jiading into a blade with the help of the third master's remaining power, and the first section of this blade,
It was the cz gang that turned against the enemy...
The next day, Chen Lin came to Guorui to visit Mr. Liu Sanye in person. This man, who was over forty years old, knelt down in front of Mr. Liu Sanye’s study, because hanging in front of the main hall of the study was a copy of his father’s handwriting.
The word 'loyalty' was handwritten. Mr. Liu Sanye, who was standing aside, did not bite, just looked at Chen Lin's majestic back silently, raised his forehead, looked at the still gloomy sky, sighed softly, and murmured
said:
"Anzhi, I will be satisfied if you have this kind of heart. Get up..." After hearing what Liu Sanye said, Chen Lin, whose real name is Chen Anzhi, slowly stood up and stood beside him with his head half lowered.
Liu Sanye turned around, patted his shoulder gently, and replied softly:
"The reason why your father was not allowed to develop in the Shanghai stock market in the first place was because he was too utilitarian, and the higher-ups were already watching him. Now you are in the same situation as your father. An Zhi, be wise and protect yourself. What do you mean?
Do you understand?"
"Third Master, An Zhi understands..."
"Well, Putuo has developed well in the past few years, so run it well..." After saying this, the third master shook his head and walked into the study. Chen Lin, who stood there, was stunned for a while before he thought about it.
The third master's words were slightly excited, but also a feeling of gratitude...
The real peak showdown inadvertently started in Putuo, where the rebellious cz gang took the lead. Originally, the place in Putuo was taken back from Hongtu by the cz gang, while the relatives only used upper-level connections to protect him.
convoy..
The relatives, who were in a state of chaos, had already lost most of Putuo District when they reacted. When they looked for the upper management to put pressure, they discovered that the so-called Su Beihu had already taken the lead.
In the Huaxiang Tea Garden, Zhang Bei smiled and chatted with a middle-aged man opposite him. Sitting next to him was Zhu Yeqing who had rushed from Jinling. As the leader of Hongtu for many years, Zhuye Qing had lost Hongtu to the outside world.
It seems that the so-called 'big consortium', but its potential connections, did not disappear because of her withdrawal.
The middle-aged man opposite has no official position, but anyone who works in the upper echelons knows his name Zhao Miaolin. He is the real spokesperson of Shanghai's big bosses to the outside world. To put it harshly, his existence is to maintain the surface and peace of Shanghai.
The harmony of the underground gray forces, to put it more harshly, all the Raptors or gray forces must obtain his consent if they want to take root here.
The other party is very talkative. Even though he knows that Zhu Yeqing is a cold-faced person, he still talks about some trivial things. His attitude towards Zhang Bei is very easy-going and he does not deliberately get closer to Zhang Bei because he is currently in the limelight, nor does he because,
His forces are attacking Putuo, a 'fat sheep' in his eyes, and he is angry that his financial path has been cut off for this period of time. Everything is business as usual...
The tepid conversation ended at around five o'clock in the afternoon. From beginning to end, the three of them did not talk about anything about the relationship network, even though he 'conveniently' collected Zhang Bei's picture for him.
There was no indication of the carefully prepared calligraphy and painting.
Zhang Bei stood at the door and watched Zhao Miaolin leave, with a faint smile on his face. Without turning his head, he said softly:
"This is the most arrogant spokesperson I have ever seen..." Zhuyeqing, who only showed her most feminine side when she was alone with Zhang Bei, showed a rare smile on her face, gently held Zhang Bei's arm, and murmured
He murmured:
"This is also the happiest time I've known him and me for so many years..."
"Huh? What do you mean?"
"He accepted your calligraphy and painting, which means that he has accepted this job. At the very least, he will not be biased towards any party. I am very confused about whose calligraphy and painting you gave him that can make him read the third time.
After one glance, you accepted it without resistance?"
"Don't ask me about this, I don't know. It was given to me by Mr. Liu Sanye when I came here. He also said that if you come to Shanghai, take him to him because he wants to see his apprentice wife...
"Hearing Zhang Bei's words, Zhu Yeqing's face showed a ruddy color that is rare for women, but she put her face on Zhang Bei's shoulder without any pretense, and replied softly:
"If you let me go, I will go. If you don't let me go, I won't go."
"Come on, you make me look like a tyrant..."
"You are a tyrannical and unruly tyrant..." He turned his head and kissed Zhu Yeqing's forehead. The two hugged each other and got into the car, driving to the Guorui Hotel...
...
Zhao Miaolin did not tear open the sealed calligraphy and painting. Instead, he immediately took the calligraphy and painting with a special seal on it and made a phone call immediately.
When the other end of the phone heard Zhao Miaolin's report, he was silent for only a few seconds, and then asked Zhao Miaolin to rush to the place where the two met.
When Zhao Miaolin rushed to the place, the big boss was already in the room! He took the calligraphy and painting in Zhao Miaolin's hand with both hands. The old man looked at the seal on the seal carefully, with a little excitement on his face. Zhao Miaolin was respectful.
He stood aside, quietly observing his boss, but never spoke.
When the old man respectfully and carefully opened the seal, with the help of Zhao Miaolin, he opened the calligraphy and painting, and a pair of vigorous and powerful regular scripts appeared in front of him.
"I have a tiger in my heart, and I smell the rose..." The gentleness reveals domineering, which is a metaphor for the dual personality in the heart. After seeing the two words "Zhang Bei" written on it, the old man fell into deep thought.
After about five minutes of touching, the old man asked Zhao Miaolin softly:
"Zhang Bei, have you met this person today?"
"See you, tiger man..."
"Huh? It's rare to see you evaluate someone like this..."
"The man who can subdue the bamboo leaf green is not a tiger man."
"Ah? Haha, Xiao Lin, Xiao Lin, your explanation has made me understand a little bit. You go down first and closely monitor the actions of this young man Zhang Bei..."
"I see.."
Looking at the background of Zhao Miaolin leaving, the old man looked at the calligraphy and painting carefully, then stood up slowly and murmured:
"Old chief, ten years ago, you recommended Yang Bachen to me, and he did it, but he broke his promise! Ten years later, you recommended Zhang Bei to me. I hope you didn't miss it..." After saying that, he sighed softly.
He took a breath, gently stroked the calligraphy and painting, and said to himself:
"The grand plan? The life is not long..."
If this tepid sentence were uttered from the mouth of an outsider, others might regard it as a joke and laugh it off. But when it is uttered from the mouth of this old man, the meaning is no longer so simple...