Dragon Son-In-Law God Of War

Half an hour later, the jeep drove into a magnificent manor.

Yuan's Manor covers an area of ​​more than 20,000 square meters, almost the size of three or four football fields.

A manor of this size is extremely rare in the golden south of the Yangtze River, not to mention that it is not in the suburbs, but within the limits of the city.

Feng Caishen's name is indeed well-deserved.

When Jiang Beichen saw Feng Caishen, he couldn't help feeling sigh.

I thought I was a business giant.

It should be prosperous and magnificent, pointing the country.

But now when I saw him, I saw in front of me a plain old man in his 50s who was wearing a Tang suit. He had gray hair and was described as haggard. He appeared to be older than a man of the same age.

It seems that real rich people are not as glamorous as ordinary people imagine, and I don't know how much they have experienced the hardships of ignorance by others.

When Feng Jingsheng saw Jiang Beichen, he couldn't help but froze for a while. Suddenly he felt that this face seemed a bit familiar, but he couldn't remember where he had seen him for a while, but he laughed quickly when he saw Jiang Beichen and Gao Chongming coming. Greeted up.

"Mr. Jiang, I have long admired your name! I also want to thank you for saving my daughter in Yunshan. Feng prepared a booze wine today to express his feelings, and Mr. Wang, don't dislike it!"

Feng Jingsheng came over and shook Jiang Beichen with a smile, his approachable posture was almost like that of the uncle next door.

"Mr. Feng is polite!"

Jiang Beichen nodded with a smile, his eyes flickered, and he immediately returned to calm.

At this moment, there was a banquet table in the wide courtyard. In addition to the Feng family, there were several Feng Jingsheng's confidants. The senior leaders of the Jingsheng Group, including Feng Chenchen, were also standing here.

Feng Chenchen was wearing a light blue coat today, with lipstick and light makeup, without too much decoration, but the high-cold aura like golden branches and jade leaves immediately reflected the extraordinaryness of this woman.

At this time, Feng Chenchen seems to be studying the stock market with people in the group. Recently, several potential stocks have been listed one after another, and the market is changing rapidly. For the investment-oriented Jingsheng Group, he does not dare to relax.

"Chenchen, see who is here, Mr. Jiang is your savior, don't come over and see you soon!"

Feng Jingsheng suddenly shouted.

Everyone looked over, looking at the young man next to Gao Chongming, and immediately couldn't help frowning.

I heard that the chairman of the board was going to entertain an important guest at home today, but he did not expect to be a brat! And this dress, although neat, but too simple, incompatible with the mansion.

It's not that everyone judges people by appearance. After all, the upper class still pays more attention to appearance and conversation, and being extravagant is particularly important.

And the young man in front of him is really too ordinary, indeed he can't see any halo background.

At this time, Feng Chenchen frowned, but after all he walked over and nodded indifferently: "Mr. Jiang!"

She didn't have a cold for the savior.

Although the other party saved her life, the other party did not compromise for her hostage.

He even said that he could ignore his own life and death.

Feng Chenchen doesn't like such a cool person.

"Miss Feng!"

Jiang Beichen also nodded, and at the same time extended his right hand out of politeness.

"Dad, since Mr. Jiang has come, can our banquet begin?"

Feng Chenchen changed the subject without a trace, but left Jiang Beichen on the spot.

"Chenchen!"

Feng Jingsheng couldn't help frowning.

He also heard from his daughter about Yunshan's passing, but he invited Jiang Beichen to come today, and there are other things to ask for help. He didn't expect this daughter to be so shameless.

"It's okay, Mr. Feng, President Gao has just mentioned to me about your assassination yesterday. I think you invited me here today not just for a meal, but if you have anything, you can tell me directly!"

Jiang Beichen said straightforwardly.

"dad?

You were assassinated? "

Feng Chenchen was shocked when she heard this. It was obvious that she was unaware of this incident, and the faces of other Feng family confidants couldn't help showing shock.

Feng Jingsheng is the pillar of the Jingsheng Group. If anything happens to the chairman, the sky will fall! "Mr. Jiang, no matter what, the rice is still going to be eaten. Please sit down first!"

Feng Jingsheng shook his head and smiled bitterly.

"Alright!"

Jiang Beichen nodded, handed the coat to Zhao Qun, and walked towards the dining table.

Gao Chongming hurriedly stepped forward and pulled out a chair for Jiang Beichen himself.

When everyone saw this scene, they couldn't help being stunned.

Most people recognize Gao Chongming! This is the head of the Wushu Association! Even the big guys in the city are polite, unexpectedly pulling a chair for a young man?

What is the origin of this young man?

At first, everyone was a little despised, but immediately put it away.

As soon as Jiang Beichen sat down, Feng Jingsheng filled the wine himself.

"Mr. Jiang, it is true that I invite you to come this time because I hope you can take charge of the security work of our elevated level!"

Feng Jingsheng spoke directly.

"Bold! What is the status of my army?

Actually want us to do security for your Feng family?

? "

Zhao Qun suddenly frowned when he heard this. At this moment, he was sitting beside Jiang Beichen. Although he was standing, his arrogance in his body didn't make people think that he was inferior.

On the contrary, it broke out in an instant, and the hearts of the people on the table could not help but pound.

Good guys! Even a guard has such momentum! What is the background of this young man?

Everyone is a little more curious.

"Zhao Qun, let Mr. Feng finish talking!"

Jiang Beichen said lightly, Zhao Qun then withdrew and stood upright.

Feng Jingsheng smiled bitterly and shook his head, and said, "Mr. Jiang, you must have heard about what happened last night. Now the competition between Jingsheng Group and Guanghui Group has reached a fierce stage, and even several of my senior executives have been under the control of Guanghui Group. Threat!"

"Feng has spent half his life in shopping malls, if the other party uses commercial means, I am naturally not afraid of Feng Jingsheng!"

"But Xu Wenhui, now using some despicable means, has threatened the safety of people around me, I can't sit still and wait!"

When Feng Jingsheng said this, he paused, looked around for a week and said: "The few people I called today are all brothers who followed my old Feng to fight Jiangshan together. Everyone is suffering. I don't want them to be just a few days away. Days, they were calculated by the gangster!"

"I know that there is a mysterious power behind Mr. Jiang, so I also ask Mr. Jiang to help!"

Feng Jingsheng said that at the end, he quickly picked up his glass and stood up.

When other people saw this, they all stood up.

"Dad, don't we have Uncle Gao to help, why are you looking for him?"

At this time, Feng Chenchen frowned and couldn't help but speak out.

"Miss Feng, you might not know that I was almost seriously injured yesterday in order to save Mr. Feng. The person that Guanghui Group is looking for this time is our Wushu Association alone, I'm afraid I can't handle it!"

Gao Chongming shook his head and smiled bitterly.

Everyone was shocked.

Needless to say how powerful the Wushu Association is in the south of the Yangtze River, even the security of the province is the responsibility of the Wushu Association.

Can't even handle the Wushu Association?

Who on earth did Guanghui Group look for?

"Mr. Jiang, as long as you promise to be responsible for the security of our Jingsheng Group, I, Jingsheng Group, is willing to allocate 10% of the shares to Mr.'s name!"

Feng Jingsheng spoke directly.

When everyone heard this, they were all dumbfounded.

Ten percent of the shares?

The total assets of Jingsheng Group are more than tens of billions.

Ten percent, that is more than one billion! This chairman is too generous! "Dad, I think you are too impulsive, I disagree with this matter!"

Feng Chenchen shouted immediately.

"What's more, I don't think that a person who can abandon hostages for profit will be responsible for our safety!"

Feng Chenchen mentioned the old things again and said coldly.

Hearing her objections, others followed suit.

"Yes! Chairman, how can such a big matter go through the board of directors?"

"Ten percent is too much. Even if you go to Southeast Asia to hire the King of Fighters, or go to Russia to hire a fighting master, you can't use that much money!"

A group of Feng Jingsheng's confidants also held objections, and even thought whether the chairman was infused with ecstasy by this kid, or was simply threatened.

It is unheard of to take 10% of the shares of the group as security! The feeling of everyone is that it is unreasonable! At this moment, a maid came to the table with a fruit plate.

Everyone is talking about asking for security, so naturally they don't care about a maid.

But nobody noticed, the maid lowered her head and gave a sneer at the corner of her mouth, and even took advantage of the chaos to pull a dagger from the fruit plate.

Without warning, he stabbed at Feng Jingsheng! "dad!!"

"Chairman!"

Everyone looked shocked!歘! At the time of crisis, Jiang Beichen raised his hand, a silver light flashed, and saw the maid screamed, the palm of his hand was pierced by the fork, and the dagger was instantly released and fell to the ground with a crisp sound.

欻欻歘! Immediately afterwards, there were voices of breaking through the sky.

Not long after, several **** men stood in front of Jiang Beichen with a maid in their hands.

"Junmen, Feng's fine works have all been screened!"

Several men shouted together.

Feng Chenchen and a group of high-level officials all looked dull, as if shocked to the extreme.

At this time, Jiang Beichen just picked up the glass and said lightly.

"Mr. Feng, your business, I'll take it!"