"It doesn't matter whether you lose or not. Mr. Jin has no objection. What do you think?" Zhuang Lingjun put down the phone coldly and added, "I don't want to see Fahrenheit enter the advertising industry in S City, I believe
Mr. Jin didn’t want to, Master Su, you have to use all means to keep them out of S City!”
After putting down the phone, Zhuang Lingjun lit a cigarette.
The smoke curled, but his eyebrows did not stretch out in this haze, but became heavier.
Fahrenheit... Why does Fahrenheit also come to S City?
What exactly do they want to do?
For so many years, Fahrenheit and Jin have been entrenched in the north and south of the country, almost marching rivers, as if they did not exist as each other and each operates their own forces.
Fahrenheit - an industry giant with great power and deep backgrounds as well as the Jin family. As the saying goes, if the Jin family is a lion, then Fahrenheit is a tiger. From the history of both, they have experienced many experiences.
The ten years of ups and downs and the ruthless and decisive methods of the leaders also have similarities.
Fahrenheit's power spans many fields, and naturally there are traditional transportation and construction industries, but their top priority is the military information industry that has developed in the past 30 years.
Since the first generation, Fahrenheit has always been closely related to the military. In the past three decades, it has mastered the most cutting-edge communication satellite technology, serving the media industry around the world. It is said that even the technology of the United States has also been used in the past three decades.
A little inferior.
With satellite technology, there are naturally many information data that others cannot know.
With this information data, what can be done in this era when data is king is naturally limitless.
Fahrenheit's current president Hua Zhen is already an old man who is almost seventy years old.
If Jin Peng is still alive, he should respectfully call him Big Brother. There has always been rumors in the world that many years ago, in the generation of Huazhen and Jin Peng's fathers, the first generation of the two families was once a student.
But later, due to different ideas, he cut off his robe and had no contact since then.
About thirty or forty years ago, although these two big families had a fierce open and secret struggle, they still had basic exchanges, which was acceptable in the scene - but everything changed after an incident thirty years ago, after that,
Fahrenheit withdrew from S City and transferred all the industrial core to W City in the north. From then on, never set foot in S City again. In the next thirty years, whether it is the Business Leaders Forum or the Wealth Summit, as long as Hua Zhen appears.
Jin will never participate in the occasion, and the venue hosted by Jin seems to have disappeared!
Why did Fahrenheit enter S City at this time? Could it be that he had seized some of the handles of Jin?
Over the years, I heard that Hua Zhen is not in good health and has a very serious diabetes. His only son, South China, has never been a good person. Ten years ago, he was exposed by the media for smoking marijuana, and has been unrefined. At present, Fahrenheit is the situation.
Hua Zhen’s third wife, Hua Yuerong... a legendary woman... a woman who is more courageous, sharp and shrewd than a man!
Zhuang Lingjun always felt that this was not a coincidence. He supported his head with his arm and thought silently whether to call Jin Ting to discuss it, but at this moment, his phone rang.
The person on the other end of the phone told him: "Mr. Zhuang, Miss Xia and Young Master Feng have arrived in S City."
"Oh? Well, it seems I'm going to greet you." Zhuang Lingjun smiled slightly, put down his phone, put on a military green jacket, "Prepare the car and go to the airport."
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Walking down from the helicopter, there was already a sky full of stars.
It was a little cold at night, and the snow couldn't help but tremble and sneeze.
Jin Feng silently took off his windbreaker and wanted to put it on Chuxue's shoulders. Chuxue hurriedly refused: "Jin Feng, I'm not cold, you put it on."
"You are trembling and you are still not cold. Wear it. You are a girl. For a gentleman, this is my honor. If you don't accept it, you just won't treat me as your own family."
The first snow had no choice but to put it on.
Suddenly, she remembered the scene where Fei Mo put the jacket on her shoulders. The jacket was still on her body. She insisted on bringing it back to China. As a commemoration of Fei Mo, Jin Ting was helpless.
So he agreed.
Although they still have a glimmer of hope, as time slowly passes, hope gradually fades away...
Yun Fei sent the two to the exit in silence: "Miss Zhen, Master Feng, there will be a RV waiting for you at the door. I will send you to the main house directly, and I will go back to Paris."
Chuxue looked back at Yun Fei, and after a while, she spoke: "Help me... thank Cebu."
"What do you want to thank her?" Yun Fei was a little surprised.
"You don't have to ask so much, Cebu will understand." Chu Xue didn't say much anymore, and slowly walked out of the airport exit with Jin Feng.
Yes... Cebu told her at that time that if she didn't cherish Jin Ting, she would snatch her...
From that moment on, she felt the subtle changes in her heart, and gradually realized what Jin Ting's position in her heart...
She hasn't expressed her gratitude to her yet...
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Far away, when the snow first saw a man standing in the darkness.
The tall figure is like a poplar tree in winter in the north.
She couldn't help but be a little surprised - how could this person appear here?
He stood silently in the darkness, watching the woman and the young man slowly approaching him.
She was wearing a man's coat, her face was a little pale, and her hair was blown by the night wind like a flag.
——Whose clothes is she wearing?
His eyes turned slightly, and he saw Jin Feng next to Chuxue wearing only one sweater, obviously giving her the coat.
With a slightly frowning, Zhuang Lingjun strode over, and while walking, he had already untied his military green coat with a raccoon fur collar, handed it to Chuxue, and said, "This is warm, take off the one on you."
Chuxue looked at the man in front of him a little blankly, and his eyes were as sure as before, as if nothing could stump him: "Mr. Zhuang..."
How could he know that he was back? Did Jin Ting tell him?
"Is it Brother Zhuang?" Jin Feng learned the other party's identity as soon as he heard this. Many years ago, when Jin Ting was still studying abroad, he had taken him to meet Zhuang Lingjun once or twice, but at that time he was still a teenager in his teens.
, there is a vague impression.
"Well, it's me, Xiao Feng, you've grown up." Zhuang Lingjun still spoke in a completely indecisive tone like a soldier, "You are in a bad health, put on your jacket quickly."