Financial International Center, 98th floor, Liu Feng was sweating profusely while processing documents, Wang Ying was in a hurry, answering the phone, nodding from time to time, looking anxious.
The two of them were no longer as calm as usual.
"Liu Feng, Venus International's stock market has plummeted, but Mr. Wu is not in the office. Major shareholders have requested a shareholders' meeting!" Wang Ying sighed.
Liu Feng smiled bitterly and said: "I don't know who actually wants to acquire Venus International. The other party is very powerful and I can't figure it out."
Wang Ying shook her head and said: "They came prepared and we were caught off guard. If this continues, shareholders will panic and sell their stocks in a hurry..."
Liu Feng gritted his teeth and said: "There is no way, Mr. Wu is not here, this matter cannot be postponed, let's hold a shareholders' meeting."
Wang Ying nodded. Venus International is the foundation of the Wu family in Shanghai, and there is no room for error. Few people know the strength of Venus International, and no one knows who the real boss of Venus International is. Just because few people know, it doesn't mean that no one knows.
This large-scale acquisition by the other party is clearly aimed at the subsidiaries of Venus International, and they want to severely damage the vitality of Venus International.
Liu Feng's phone rang, and Wu Qing'er's calm voice came.
"Let them acquire the company and do nothing." Wu Qing'er said, "If there are shareholders who are not determined, they will be kicked out."
After hearing Wu Qing'er's instructions, Liu Feng breathed a sigh of relief and the color returned to his face. Wang Ying looked at him in confusion and asked, "What did Mr. Wu order?"
"Stand still." Liu Feng said with a bitter smile.
This happened in Tomson Yipin in the western suburbs of Shanghai City. Wu Qing'er was sitting by the bed, looking at the scenery outside the window. The tea beside him was steaming. On the table was "Sun Tzu's Art of War", with several pages opened.
It is full of instructions. The handwriting is beautiful, the regular script is beautiful and generous, and it is full of a different kind of beauty.
Wu Qing'er was stroking her cell phone, frowning and thinking. Standing respectfully next to her was a man. This man looked young, around thirty, but had gray hair on his temples and crow's feet remaining at the corners of his eyes.
"Is there any news? Uncle Qingyun." Wu Qing'er said calmly.
Wu Qingyun, the master of Wujialing, has always been with Wu Gang. He has a high position and few people dare to confront him. The most feared person outside Wujialing is the devil coach Zhao Xiaohua, but the real devil inside is Wu Qingyun. This man is extremely murderous.
He had no less than a hundred men in his hands, and he was highly regarded by Wu Gang. Wu Qingyun had stayed in Wujialing all year round, and now he appeared in Shanghai City, which was unusual. But although Wu Qingyun looked fierce, he lowered his head respectfully and answered honestly: "Underground
There is a reward of five million in the world to find the murderer."
"Do you know what I'm asking?" Wu Qing'er frowned.
Wu Qingyun added: "There is no news. The young master disappeared for two days and was completely missing. Our people could not find any trace, just like that time."
"That period of time?" Wu Qing'er muttered in her sleep, "The year when she disappeared? The weather was really beautiful."
Wu Qing'er's head lowered: "The master asked me to come to Shanghai to help the young lady. If there is any inconvenience, I can take action."
Wu Qingyun's so-called actions always hide darkness and bloodshed.
"Uncle Qingyun, sit down." Wu Qing'er said with a gentle smile.
Wu Qingyun shook his head and said: "Miss, I am used to standing. I will ask someone to watch over the prince to ensure his safety."
Wu Qing'er looked at Wu Qingyun with a half-smile but did not answer. Instead, she came to the window, looked at most of Shanghai City, and sighed quietly: "Uncle Qingyun, do you think Wu Ming will do something stupid?"
Wu Qingyun's face changed slightly and he said: "It's very possible."
"If he knew what we were doing, would he kill us?" Wu Qing'er asked again.
Wu Qingyun said firmly: "Everything is for the Wu family, the prince will understand."
"The old man is not a fool, and these men are not idiots, especially Wu Yong. He knew that Shanghai City was very dangerous, but he pushed Wu Ming into the fire pit. Do you believe in Wu Ming's ability, or do you believe in me, Wu Qing'er, who is under attack from several big families?
How can we preserve the roots of the Wu family?" Wu Qing'er sneered.
This is a family matter of the Wu family, and Wu Qingyun cannot get involved, so he shut up obediently and did not answer the conversation.
Beep, the electronic sound sounded. Wu Qing'er looked at the monitor in surprise. A face appeared on the monitor screen, and the crystal skin shone faintly in the sunset.
"Wu Ming." Wu Qing'er uttered two words and pressed the button to open the door.
When Wu Qingyun heard Wu Ming's name, his expression changed for the second time, but he quickly regained his composure. It was unimaginable that Wu Qingyun, a murderous man, would react to Wu Ming, a nineteen-year-old child.
The door opened, and Wu Ming came in carrying a military green cloth bag, sat down on the sofa, and said, "Pour me a glass of water."
Wu Qingyun was still in the ancient well and wanted to pour water. Wu Qing'er said: "There is something to drink in the refrigerator. Go get it yourself. Juniors should be polite in front of their elders."
"It doesn't matter." Wu Qingyun said, "What would you like to drink, Your Majesty?"
Wu Ming glanced at Wu Qingyun indifferently, frowned handsomely, and said in a serious voice: "Wu Qingyun, what are you doing in Shanghai City? Are you not retiring in Wujialing, but going to the big city to show off your prestige?"
Wu Qingyun replied: "What would the prince want to drink?"
Wu Ming smiled and sighed: "Sure enough, it's almost the same as before. I'm very stubborn. I won't drink anymore."
Wu Qing'er looked at the two of them strangely. Wu Ming's tone of voice didn't sound like a junior at all. It was more like an elder lecturing a junior.
"Qinggu, do you have food? I'm hungry?" Wu Ming immediately threw the bag on the table, and the sound of metal collision was heard.
Wu Qing'er got up and went to the kitchen, quickly brought a bowl of noodles and said, "Let's make do with it."
Wu Ming was hungry and a big eater. He took the red wine handed over by Wu Qing'er, drank it all in one gulp, and burped: "Did you make it yourself, or did you scream?"
"I made it myself, do you still want it?" Wu Qing'er smiled.
Wu Ming waved his hand and said: "That's enough. If you eat a bowl of noodles, you owe someone a favor. Qinggu, I owe you."
Wu Qing'er narrowed her eyes and said, "Wu Ming, why are you in the mood to come to my place today?"
Wu Ming looked at Wu Qingyun and hummed: "He can come, but I can't come?"
Wu Qingyun responded: "I am here because of the master's order."
"Keep an eye on me." Wu Ming sneered, "I won't talk nonsense. Wu Gang called someone here, and he didn't call someone with better strength. Although Wu Qingyun, you are not bad, but you are not good enough."
Wu Qingyun was indifferent and just stood. He had listened to Wu Ming's sarcastic remarks for many years. Ever since Wu Ming's mother Liu Xuemei immigrated, Wu Ming had been unhappy with everyone in the Wu family. And Wu Xin's mother, Wu
Ming's stepmother was introduced by Wu Qingyun.
Wu Qing'er frowned and said, "Wu Ming, don't be rude."
Wu Ming sneered: "You kept me in the dark and thought I didn't know? Qinggu, I respect you and that's why I informed you. Shanghai City is under your control, so I can only bow my head. But someone wants to move
Friends, it depends on whether I agree or not."
Wu Qing'er said displeased: "What do you mean?"
Wu Ming wiped his mouth with a tissue, shook his head and said: "Don't be pretentious, you know the Ding family's robbery very well. Although there was no trace of you from beginning to end, it is not difficult to know the movement of the rattlesnake with the energy of your men.
.I don’t know, and I don’t want to know how much strength is involved, but there is one thing you can’t touch, and that is my friend’s life.”
Wu Qing'er said: "I don't know what you are talking about?"
"What did you say?" Wu Ming said with a smile, his smile was full of chills, "My roommate is lying in the hospital now..."
Wu Qing'er sighed: "Wu Ming, do you know what you said?"
Wu Ming said disdainfully: "It's very clear. I also know that you also want to get involved in the secrets of the Nalan family!"
Wu Qing'er's always calm expression finally couldn't help but change, and she said in a cold voice: "Get out!"
Wu Ming said: "I was right. You were also responsible for the Rattlesnake trick. And Ding Shangwen on the cargo ship would be dead if nothing else happened."
Damn it! The tea cup next to Wu Qing'er exploded, and the tea turned into more than ten water droplets floating in the air. The air squeaked, and a cold wind blew by. Wu Qing'er's hair was flying, and her beautiful face was filled with murderous intent.
Wu Qingyun's pupils shrank. He had heard that Wu Qing'er's martial arts had reached an incredible level of strength, but when he actually saw it, he still couldn't suppress the shock in his heart.
Wu Ming remained as still as a mountain and said calmly: "Have you become angry from shame?"
The water droplets fell and turned into a trickle, sliding down the table and falling on the floor. Wu Ming breathed a sigh of relief, suppressed his anger, and said: "You can do treacherous things, but you can't doubt the Wu family's intentions for you. The master will always treat you.
Ruyi, so do I. No matter what you guess, I do things worthy of my conscience. Leave."
Wu Ming raised his head and stared at Wu Qingyun beside him, his face showing no meaning. Wu Qingyun was also expressionless, with his hands behind his back, looking calmly ahead. There was no Wu Qing'er, no Wu Ming, only nothingness in his eyes.
There was a faint cold air exuding from his body. This cold air was difficult to detect, but it did not bother the two people present.
A bright light flashed across Wu Qing'er's eyes, and her fingers intertwined and rotated with each other. The water vapor under her palms slowly concentrated into a line. This thin line condensed Wu Qing'er's Qi.
Wu Ming seemed to be smiling but not smiling, but his eyes were solemn. He looked at the thin water line, raised his eyelids, and rubbed the cloth bag he brought with him. Wu Qing'er also noticed Wu Ming's little movements and smiled: "The things in the bag are
For what?"
Wu Ming smiled and said: "Most of them kill people."
"Oh, it's so interesting to come to my aunt's house with a murder tool." Wu Qing'er sighed.
Wu Ming shook his head and said: "Qinggu, I just want to get an answer."
Wu Qing'er quietly looked at his nephew, who was about the same size, and sighed: "Tell me."
"Have you participated in the cargo ship's conspiracy?" Wu Ming said.
Wu Qing'er frowned and said, "What if I say no?"
"You are still my young lady." Wu Ming whispered.
"What if there is?" Wu Qing'er said, "You have not suffered any loss, and your life safety has not been threatened."
"But my friend was injured and was lying in the hospital without waking up." Wu Ming shook his head.
"This is not directly related."
"You thought there wasn't one, but what is this?" Wu Ming took out a purple button from his pocket and threw it on the table.
