He used these words to threaten Su Yingxia, but he didn't want Su Yingxia to see through the essence of the matter directly.
When he is no longer the chairman of the company, who will take him seriously?
Moreover, Kang Ling and his group have actively mentioned continuing to cooperate with the company since Kang Ling died inexplicably. Su Haichao knew that there must be something going on. Perhaps Su Yingxia, a scheming woman, had already mastered this.
everything.
"Su Yingxia, I will make you regret it." After Su Haichao finished speaking, he looked at the other relatives of the Su family and continued: "I will let you know who can lead the Su family to prosperity. You trash will follow her sooner or later.
regret."
After Su Haichao left, the Su family meeting continued as usual. Su Yingxia's plan was very simple, to stabilize the current development of the Su family and then seek breakthroughs. Naturally, others did not dare to have any opinions on this matter. After all, they had to rely on
Only by relying on the company can they survive, and now that Su Yingxia is the chairman, they can just obey orders.
At the same time, Han Sanqian drove the Lamborghini he picked up from the repair shop and headed towards Rong City.
Chengdu is less than 100 kilometers away from Yuncheng, but it has developed better than Yuncheng, and in recent years it has the momentum to impact first-tier cities.
There is a very famous temple in Rong City. Pilgrims will go to the temple to pray for blessings on the first and fifteenth day of the lunar month. The incense is very popular. It is rumored that the abbot of the temple is the reincarnation of a certain great immortal. Of course, only some devout believers will believe this statement. Ordinary pilgrims,
I just came here to seek some psychological comfort.
It is very unusual to see people dressed as Taoist priests in places like temples, but at this time there was a young Taoist priest walking up the path towards the back mountain. When passers-by looked at him strangely,
He didn't care either.
"What are you looking at? Have you never seen a Taoist priest chanting Buddha's name?"
"Look again, believe it or not, I will dig out your eyes."
"Get out of here, get out of the way, don't block the path."
The young Taoist priest cursed all the way to the back of the mountain, passed through nine twists and turns, and came to a blue-tiled house.
This place is rarely visited and is a forbidden area for pilgrims. Only a few people, including the abbot of the temple, know about this place.
"Master, I'm back." The young Taoist priest sat in front of the door of the blue-tiled house. He had no Taoist style at all. He took off his shoes and began to rub his feet. He also put his fingers on his nose and took a deep breath as if enjoying it.
"I'm almost exhausted on this journey, but I saw the guy you mentioned. Actually, he's not that good. If I fight him, if I don't make three moves, he will kneel in front of me and choke me.
The people holding me called for help." The little Taoist priest continued.
The door opened, and a white-haired old man staggered out. He hit the young Taoist priest on the head with a chestnut and said, "Qingyun, tell me honestly, you didn't do anything stupid."
The young Taoist priest named Qingyun covered his head with a look of pain on his face and said: "Master, I respect your teachings. I just met him once. I didn't say anything or did anything. Don't worry.
Bar."
"Yes." The white-haired old man nodded thoughtfully, took out a piece of jade from his pocket, crystal clear, and said: "This thing is very important, you must remember to keep it."
When Qingyun saw that the jade did not look like a mortal thing, he quickly reached out to take it, and said with salivation on his face: "Master, this thing is good, isn't it valuable?"
The white-haired old man stretched out his hand, as if he wanted to teach Qingyun another lesson, but Qingyun moved very quickly, took two steps back and said: "Master, don't worry, I just asked casually and will never sell this thing.
"
"Remember, this piece of jade is very important. Even if your life is threatened, you cannot give it to anyone. It is a token, a very important token." The white-haired old man said.
"Don't worry, I have such a bright mind, I will never forget it." Qingyun said with a playful smile.
Seeing Qingyun's careless attitude, the white-haired old man sighed and said, "Go down the mountain, go to Han Sanqian, and don't come back."
Qingyun was stunned, his expression stopped laughing, and he said: "Master, why do you want to go to Han Sanqian? Didn't you say you want him to die? And if I leave, who will take care of you?"
"Do I need you to take care of me? Remember what Master said, it is best to become friends with him. Someone will look for you in the future. This jade stone is a token to prove your identity." The white-haired old man said.
Qingyun is full of confusion and has become friends with Han Sanqian? Does he want to kill him by stabbing him in the back? But with his current skills, even if it is a conspiracy, he may not be able to succeed, and who will come to him?
, what does this jade token represent?
"I know you have a lot of doubts, but in the future, you will have the opportunity to know, but before that, for your safety, you don't want to investigate anything and let everything take its course." the white-haired old man reminded.
"Master, you picked me up and raised me since I was a child. I will definitely not say anything about what you want me to do, but I can't come back. Isn't that too much? I still want to die for you." Qingyun said.
The white-haired old man kicked him and said, "Get out."
Returning to the green tile room, after slamming the door, his voice came from inside again: "Take off this Taoist robe, you can do what you want, don't think I don't know that you often peek at those women
Pilgrim, but female sex is enough, don’t ruin your body.”
This sentence made Qingyun completely excited!
"Master, I don't really want to leave, but I can't deal with your old temper, so I'm leaving now. Don't miss me too much." After Qingyun finished speaking, he ran away quickly.
When he was approaching the temple, Qingyun suddenly stopped and ran back with an ominous premonition in his heart.
Returning to the Qingwa House, Qingyun called out to Master several times, but there was no movement from the room, which made Qingyun's heart sink to the bottom.
Pushing open the door, what comes into view is a pair of legs dangling in the air.
"Master! Who, who forced you to death!" Qingyun shouted in pain. He had been brought up by his master since he was a child. Although Qingyun seemed to be naughty, in his heart, he almost treated his master as a father.
He knew that someone must be forcing him to die.
"Master, I will definitely avenge you. No matter who he is, I want him to be buried with you." Qingyun buried the white-haired old man with tears in his eyes before going down the mountain.
At Rongcheng University, Jiang Yingying, who was wearing a ponytail, had her head buried and her steps were obviously very fast, as if she was running away. However, as soon as she arrived at the school gate, several girls stopped her.
"Jiang Yingying, why are you in a hurry? You are running so fast. You are not doing compensated dating to make money."
"I can't see it. You, a good student in the teacher's eyes, are actually a slut, making money in this way."
"If you are short of money, tell us and we can help you. There is no need to make such a fool of yourself."
"By the way, I heard that your mother works as a servant for others to pay for your tuition. It must be very hard."
These girls are classmates with Jiang Yingying, but their relationship is not very good. Recently, some rumors about Jiang Yingying have been spread in the school, so they found an opportunity to add insult to injury and eager to use this opportunity to drive Jiang Yingying out of school.
"What my mother does has nothing to do with you, please get out of the way." Jiang Yingying said.
"Jiang Yingying, I advise you not to leave school. The school is holding a seminar on your matter right now, and you may be expelled. If you go out in the midst of such a storm, wouldn't you confirm your reputation as a sitcom?
"
"Yes, yes, there's no need to be so anxious about making money. We'll wait until the limelight has passed."
"Perhaps she is too poor to eat now. If she doesn't go out to accompany guests, will she go hungry?"
Several people covered their mouths and laughed, their words full of insults and ridicules towards Jiang Yingying.
Jiang Yingying's expression was gloomy. These things were framed and simply made up out of thin air.
"Jiang Yingying, I have a video here, do you want to see it?" One of the women took out her mobile phone and opened a video.
Although the distance was far away, Jiang Yingying could still see the video content from the screen. This was in the dormitory, and the picture on the video showed her changing clothes.
