I really don't want to be so crap!

On the way Wen Beichang returned home, dozens of phone calls were made.

As a giant in Northwest China, even Zhao Leping, the richest man in Wen's consortium, can't handle it at will. Since Zhao Leping wants to play, let's play with him.

In fact, Wen Beichang is more worried about Zhao Lezhong at this moment. The trick he made for Zhao Lezhong must have been discovered, so will Zhao Lezhong take revenge on him?

There is a high probability that they will. Although people have not fought against officials since ancient times, Wen Beichang is not an ordinary commoner. Officials and businessmen have been connected since ancient times.

The last call Wen Beichang made was to Shi Linfeng, secretary of Chang'an Municipal Law Committee.

Wen Beichang and Shi Linfeng have known each other for more than ten years. Before the Wen family's complete rise, Wen Beichang and Shi Linhaofeng knew each other.

Back then, Shi Linfeng was the deputy director of the Public Security Bureau in a certain district of Chang'an City. Because many of the Wen family's industries were gray industries, they would inevitably be investigated frequently. After going back and forth like this, Wen Beichang unexpectedly became familiar with Shi Linfeng.

One has some power, the other has money, and the two quickly linked up and formed an alliance of interests.

Over the years, Shi Linfeng has been rising all the way, in fact, it is also due to Wen Beichang's credit. The Wen family completely bid farewell to the gray industry, resulting in the purification of Chang'an City's business district, which is Shi Linfeng's achievement in a comical way.

In addition, Wen Beichang provided Shi Linfeng with a huge amount of funds without restriction for operation.

Therefore, the current relationship between the two can be said to be like grasshoppers on a boat. It is too deeply involved, and it is impossible to get rid of it clearly. They can only continue to maintain this mutual support relationship.

Immediately, Shi Linfeng convened a meeting of Chang'an's municipal legal system and informed that starting tonight, all entertainment venues in the city would be raided for inspection. In fact, the focus was on the Zhao family's entertainment venue industry.

At this point, the two rich men and the two bigwigs in the officialdom began to fight.

One day, two days, three days, [-]% of Zhao's entertainment venues in Chang'an were shut down for rectification.

The Wen family was even worse. From the head office to all subsidiaries, they were investigated over and over again, including tax evasion, shoddy products, malicious wage arrears, and falsified company declaration materials.

The final result was that more than [-]% of the enterprises owned by the Wen family in Chang'an were found to have serious violations of law and discipline.

For a time, the entire Chang'an City and even Qin Province's political and business circles were violently turbulent.

At this very moment, in Wen's villa, Wen Xuedao, with a bitter face full of grievances, returned to China by himself, and the first Internet technology company he founded was about to go bankrupt, which was no different from a stain in his life.

In the future, no matter how successful he is, others will say that Wen Xuedao is just like that. He returned home full of ambition, and the company he built with hundreds of millions of dollars failed before it even dropped. Fortunately, there was no investment at that time.

"Dad, what the hell is going on? Why did the Zhao family suddenly go crazy and want to fight with our Wen family? It doesn't make sense. What good does it do them?"

Wen Beichang looked at his most beloved youngest son, and sighed deeply, "You don't need to know the specific reason, since your company is not working this time, then give up, and I will give you more after a while. Hundreds of millions, do something else, there are still many opportunities, I believe you can do well."

A hint of joy flashed in Wen Xuedao's heart, but there was still a bitter and bitter expression on his face, "But Dad, I'm not reconciled, I have already raised more than one billion yuan in investment, and the company is about to take off completely. Sudden divestment, Dad, can you call those guys and let me try again?"

A trace of anger flashed across Wen Beichang's face, "Fuck me, since they are divesting now, they must be on Zhao's side. Should I call them now? Am I sick or are you sick? You're fucking out of your mind Already!"

Wen Xuedao was even more furious when his old man scolded him head and face.

He felt that ever since he found out that Xu Rupeng and Shangguan Wenyan were working hand in hand, his life had never been comfortable, and he couldn't do anything smoothly, all because of that bitch Xu Rupeng.

He needed to vent, and a sea of ​​negative emotions surged in. Wen Xuedao turned around with a stiff neck and left his villa.

Looking at the back of his son who kept going away, Wen Beichang's eyes were full of disappointment. He had devoted too much energy and hope to this son. He thought that the Wen Group could be handed over to Wen Xue in the future. Now it seems that the probability is Unreliable.

The eldest son, Wen Xuetao, has never liked him since he was a child. Although he is very capable, he is definitely not suitable to be the person in charge of the Wen family.

Why don't you work harder, give birth to a son, and train him well?It just happened that I found a new outer room recently, which is tender and tender, and looks good at first glance.

Wen Beichang felt uncomfortable when he thought that he would have to have another son when he was old. Damn it, it was a waste of my decades of training.

Then he ordered his secretary to check what Wen Xuedao had done recently. Old man Wen still had a little fantasy about Wen Xuedao.

Wen Xuedao had already arrived at his private club at this time, and another day of his life as a beast began. In the completely soundproof secret room, the three girls lay on the ground like dogs and let Wen Xuedao ruthlessly humiliate them.

In the past few days, Xu Rupeng has been paying attention to the conflict between the Wen and Zhao families every day, and he is like a second idiot, grinning foolishly all day long.

It's so cool, dog day Wen Xuedao, let me deal with Lao Tzu again?Now let's see how arrogant you are, fighting with me?You are still too immature, you will become an idiot when you go abroad.

In the evening, on the sofa in the living room of Hejiaying's small building, Mr. Xu embraced left and right, crossed his legs, and hummed the Yimeng Mountain ditty, which was cozy and self-satisfied.

Both Bai Bing and Hu Mei curiously asked Xu Rupeng what good thing happened to make Xu Rupeng so happy.

Xu Rupeng said cheerfully: "Of course I'm happy, that idiot Wen Xuedao is out of luck this time, not only Wen Xuedao, but even Wen's chaebol!"

Hu Mei was confused, Wen's bad luck, why is her husband so happy.

Bai Bing jumped up immediately, "Brother, really? That's great, then, won't the Wen family have time to deal with you?"

Mr. Xu nodded leisurely, "Yes, so during this period of time, I need to make money with all my strength. By the end of the year, I will earn at least three or four billion yuan. Only then will I have the ability to protect myself."

Three four billion?

The two beauties opened their mouths wide, their heads full of long numbers.

Shangke's annual turnover is only tens of millions, but her husband will earn billions this year, which is simply too exaggerated.

After a few seconds of silence, Hu Mei suddenly asked, "Mr. Xu, what's going on with the Wen family? Why did they deal with you?"

At this moment, Bai Bing got up and sat next to Hu Mei, and directly hugged Hu Mei and sat on her lap, "Baby, let my husband tell you why?"

Hey!

The black line on Xu Rupeng's forehead stood up, and his little Baibai was hopeless.

Hu Mei's cheeks were also as red as blood, she lowered her head shyly, "Bing... Bing'er, let me down..."

"Haha, brother, you see our lady is shy..."