"You have a grudge against them too?" Murong Rong looked at Zhuoyue in confusion.
Zhuoyue nodded and said, "It is different from Miss Murong's grudge. My grudge with Huanyan is a grudge in business. If Yinnao hadn't used despicable means to suppress ek everywhere, today's ek would never be inferior to Huanyan! Huanyan
If you don’t get rid of it, ek will never have a way out!”
The competition in business, especially those businessmen at the top of power, are calm on the surface and do not know how many dirty tricks they have played.
Murong Rong had done business in Vina and knew that it was normal for those who had a strong desire for power to kill and set fire for money.
Vina raised the Dongrong Club, ek raised the Sheng'an Gang, and the Phantom Flame also had Phantom, just to wipe out the opponents ahead.
"Mr. Zhuo, I don't know how to do business, and I don't have the means like Sister Ling, so I can't help you."
Zhuoyue smiled indifferently: "As long as you want to avenge your brother, you can help."
Murong Rong understood what he meant. As long as he had a common hatred and a common purpose, he would be the cheapest and most loyal partner. "Mr. Zhuo, what do you want me to do?"
"No hurry, Huanyan seems to have noticed our intentions. We have to calm down. We have been waiting for so many years, and these days are not bad." Zhuoyue was calm and unhurried, as if he was making something very interesting and artistic.
Things are average.
"Mr. Zhuo, please allow me to ask a curious question."
"Please say it."
"If I weren't in my plan, how would you plan to deal with Yinzai?"
Zhuoyue looked at Murong Rong calmly, "Miss Murong is very interested in Yinzai?"
Murong Rong couldn't help but sarcastically said, "I came here because of him? I'm not interested in him, so why do I come here to do it? Mr. Zhuo, you have never believed me, so why bother to lead me here?
It’s really unhappy to talk and do things!”
Zhuoyue was not annoyed, and laughed and said, "Miss Murong, don't be angry, it's okay to say it. If Miss Murong didn't invite her to help, next month, ek will get shares in cooperation with Huanyan, and at the press conference,
We will install bombs on the speech stage, and as long as Yinzai walks up, he will be blown to death without a complete body! We will never let him escape the death robbery like his father."
Zhuoyue said happily, not listening to what he said, thinking that he was kind, but he didn't know that the methods were so vicious.
Murongrong held the warm teacup, but his whole body was filled with coldness.
The most sinister enemy is not a blatant opponent, but a friend who stabs him in the back.
“Aren’t you partners?”
"Yes, when something happens to Huanyan, I will immediately sell the shares I have in my cooperation, create a chaotic impression, and cause Huanyan's stock market to plummet. We will operate behind the scenes."
"You all have such good ideas, and I'm obviously useless."
"No, if I use my original method, it will involve ek more or less, which will cause a lot of trouble. If one is not handled well, it will be a loss-making matter."
"How do you want to use me?"
"Old plans are re-used."
The old plan? Murong Rong was thinking about it and suddenly remembered what Yinnao was going to happen.
My heart pounded, but my face didn't show any sign of it, "I don't know."
Ye Ling, who had been sitting on the side, suddenly spoke, "Mr. Zhuo means you to seduce Yinzai and then kill him on the bed. Once Yinzai dies, we will sell our shares and give Huanyan a fatal blow."
Murong Rong raised his eyebrows, and a sarcastic expression appeared on his lips, "Oh? You want me to be a scapegoat, you can make money? The idea is good, but I have always cherished my life. If my life is in danger, I would rather not take revenge.
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Turning to look at Ye Ling, Murong Rong felt a little annoyed, "Sister Ling, I just don't want to die to come to you, but you want me to die. What do you mean?"
"Miss Murong, don't be angry. We will make a long-term plan for this matter. We treat you as a family and naturally won't let you worry about life." Zhuoyue lit a cigar and slowly started smoking, his smart face in the smoke.
, it looks even more weird.
Murong Rong smiled slightly, leaning her chest against the sofa, "Mr. Zhuo, aren't you afraid that I will tell you about your plan?"
In the mist, the sound of Zhuoyue chuckling was as slutty as smoke: "Miss Murong, don't say I treat you as my family, even if you are an undercover agent, do you think you can still go out when you walk here? This is equivalent to the Hall of Yama,
It’s easy to enter and difficult to get out. More than a dozen levels outside have fallen. Not to mention a human, even a fly cannot fly out.”
Murong Rong didn't care and stood up, "It's better to die when you go out. It's better to have food and drink here. I'll go back first, and you guys can chat."
After coming out of the restaurant, Murong Rong walked slowly along the corridor and walked to the hall where Xueqi led her out. The entrance was blocked.
She came too unexpectedly, and she didn't carry the tools on her body, and she was bare-handed and fisted, so she might be really trapped here.
Looking at the oil paintings on the wall, Murongrong thought in vain.
With a light sound, the exit was opened. Murong Rong looked at a noble man in a white suit coming in from outside.
He looks handsome, and his eyebrows are a bit unruly.
Murong Rong recognized him, Zhuoran, the only son of Zhuoran, almost killed him by alcohol last time.
Zhuoran walked in and his eyes kept falling on Murongrong. He approached and looked at Murongrong, with a little confused: "Who are you? I seem to have seen you somewhere."
"I've never seen you." Murong Rong's eyes crossed Zhuoran, and he watched the door gradually close.
With a three-foot-thick metal door, even if her miniature laser cutter is there, she can't get out.
Her eyes fell on the sensor above the door again, which was a human sensing safety system. No one could go out except for the designated person.
Zhuoran looked at the absent-minded woman in front of him and looked back at the door: "Do you want to go out?"
"No, I haven't had enough fun yet." She turned around and walked towards the end of the corridor. She had been staying for too long, so don't let Ye Ling or Zhuo Yue suspect that she was trying to leave.
Zhuoran took a few steps, blocked her, and led his hand forward, "Let's go, I'll treat you to a cup of coffee."
Murong Rong followed the direction he led, and it was a wall.
Zhuoran pulled Murongrong's hand and walked towards the wall. When he arrived, the wall suddenly opened from both sides, and there was another scenery inside.
It turns out that there are also body sensors here.
Murong Rong looked in curiously, "Where is there?"
"A place to entertain distinguished guests." Zhuoran pulled Murongrong's hand and walked in, feeling that the little hand in his hand was particularly soft and familiar.
He turned to look at her, with a certainty in his doubts, "We must have seen it somewhere before. My name is Zhuoran. What's your name?"
"My name is Murongrong." Murongrong pulled his hand back and walked in first.
First, I saw a lotus petal-shaped pool and a rotating restaurant.
In contrast to the luxurious gold design outside, it is full of exquisite silver style.
Zhuoran led Murongrong to walk inside, where there was a VIP room.
Murong Rong followed and looked at the restaurant here. The style of the restaurant was very similar to the restaurant she had just come out.
From this point of view, people with special identities can go wherever they go, while ordinary members can only turn like walking in a maze?
In the Sheng'an Gang, except for the dormitory where men and women are separated, the restaurant and public equipment are all public, and it is not distinguished between men and women.
Because this time is a training period, there are few people in the restaurant, and the people in the gang are also people with a very low status.
Zhuoran asked Murong Rong to sit down in an Arabic VIP room, get the menu, and hand it over to Murong Rong, "Please order."
Even the menu is made of silver and has exquisite patterns, like a perfect work of art. Murong Rong read it and found that the dishes inside are from all over the country, and the dishes are very good. She ordered one casually and handed the menu to Zhuoran.
Seeing that the room was decorated before being renovated, Murong Rong asked, “How long has this restaurant been built?”
"Five years."
"Then, how long has this underground mall been built?"
Zhuoran was not wary of it and would answer: "It's also five years."
The waiter got the tea, Murong Rong took a sip and asked, "Mr. Zhuo, what job are you doing here?"
“Receive distinguished guests.”
"Which distinguished guest?"
Zhuoran suddenly stood up and walked out, "Here you come."
Murong Rong stood up and was slightly stunned when he saw the person coming.
When the visitor saw Murong Rong also in the room, he was stunned.
"Mr. Mingye." Zhuoran stretched out to hold Raymond, an unruly playboy and a sinister first-class killer, stood together, but it was not at all contrary to each other.
Zhuoran asked Raymond to sit down, and each person held a corner on the square table.
After Raymond sat down, he placed his briefcase on the table, and seemed to see Murong Rong. An evil smile appeared on his lips: "This lady is very familiar. I wonder where we have seen it?"