124 I have ambition, taller than the sky and thicker than the ground

Ge Maochun doesn't like Xiao Chen and is not so disgusted. At least Ge Maochun still admires Xiao Chen very much. He is as decisive as Li Hongfeng, who committed suicide not long ago. There is a kind of thing in the man around him that others can't see. Sometimes although he looks at him with a smile, he smiles. In the depths, he has his own thoughts. The fact that a country bumpkin who comes out of the mountains can have this kind of background proves that he is not simple or the person who cultivates him is not simple.

Looking at the man smoking in the car, Ge Maochun couldn't try to smile and ask, "Xiao Chen, is there anyone else at home?"

Ge Maochun is really curious that a man in his early twenties can talk and laugh in front of everyone? Can you think of looking for An Mengtang after killing Chen Xuanyu in Macao?

Xiao Chen stretched out his hand and flicked the soot and replied cheerfully, "No more."

The two words

, straightforward, also indirectly refused Ge Maochun's plan to get to the bottom.

"I remember that you seem to be one of the military exercises jointly held by the Beijing Military Region and the Shenyang Military Region not long ago. The code name is 'Rattlesnake'. More than 100 'hunters' were killed in an exercise. Later, they went to the National Defense University for military training. Why did you go back home? Is the food of the army not good or is there no women in the army? Ge Maochun joked.

Ask yourself the questions you want to know in witty language. It has always been Ge Maochun's specialty, and his mind is almost evil. Otherwise, he can't have become An Mengtang's right-hand man. How many difficulties have he helped An Mengtang solved over the years?

Xiao Chen smiled and showed an expression that all men understand. He said, "Those women in the army are very serious, but there is no mature wife. It's not easy to touch."

The word mature woman's wife is a new word that Xiao Chen learned in the sunshine bath. These trendy words have never been lacking in places where fish and dragons are mixed.

Ge Maochun smiled and gave up his intention to continue asking. This man was simply an old deep-fried dough stick, but what he said was impeccable.

The red flag car quickly drove into the 3,000 harem.

Xiao Chen is no longer unfamiliar with this place. He has come here many times and even feels a little familiar. The luxurious villas, the spectacular pavilions and pavilions, almost endless lawns and all kinds of trees all highlight the unusualness of this place, just like the Purple Garden in Shanghai and the beautiful Xiangjiang in Guangzhou.

Walking to An Mengtang's villa, Ge Maochun looked at Xiao Chen and smiled, "I won't go in. I still have something to do."

What An Mengtang said, Ge Maochun never forgot for a moment. He was not afraid but grateful. In the eyes of others, Ge Maochun may be a villain who is full of bad water, but he is also a human and has a heart to repay kindness.

Different encounters determine different positions and identities, and some things can never be changed by human beings.

He said goodbye to Ge Maochun with a smile, carefully entered the villa, and found An Mengtang standing next to the railing on the second floor, looking at himself and smiling.

"Godfather." Xiao Chen said hello.

"Come up."

After entering the study, An Mengtang personally made a cup of tea for Xiao Chen. He looked very serious. Xiao Chen refused at the first time but was rejected by the old man with his eyes.

"How about having a taste?" The old man handed the tea to Xiao Chen and asked with a smile.

The consteration and surprise quickly disappeared on Xiao Chen's face. He picked up the teacup, took a sip and slowly tasted it. Looking at the old man, he replied, "The entrance is slightly light, and there is a fragrance after entering the throat, which is a little similar to the tea in our village."

"Well, this tea is produced in Sichuan, but it's not the clear tea you mentioned, but the fragrant buds of Zigong spring tea. Although the tea is good, it is not famous." An Mengtang said with a deep smile on his face.

"Since it's a good tea, why is it not famous?"

Although he was born in Sichuan, Xiao Chen has never heard of the name Zigong Chunming Xiangya.

"There are more than one or two kinds of tea in the world, but there are only a few that can really be remembered by people. There are too many good teas buried, just like people. No matter how outstanding some people are, they may not be able to make a great reputation."

After taking a sip of tea, the old man continued to say, "There are rules for tea. There are only so many good teas. If there are so many good teas, it will affect the status of other good teas. The same is true for people. There can only be so many famous people. No matter how many there are, it will threaten the status and interests of others. I said so, do you understand?"

"I understand, but I don't understand why you still do this." Xiao Chen answered honestly.

Xiao Chen did understand that An Mengtang borrowed tea to talk about the rules of power. He was pushed by him to the eyes of everyone in Nanjing two days ago and became An Mengtang, which will naturally affect the interests of some people.

"It's good to understand. The rules of power are just the first point I told you today. You should not only understand but also learn to apply them. I will teach you slowly if I have time in the future. There are also some words about why I accept you as my adopted son. The old man said calmly.

"Father-in-law, say what." Xiao Chen frowned.

Although An Mengtang's last words were calm, Xiao Chen was not calm. According to his earlier inference, the reason why An Mengtang wanted to accept him as a adopted son was that he subdued Zhou Ximing and saved the old man's life in Jinling Hotel, but now the old man's tone is not like this.

"I told Mao Chun some time ago that I want to bet on your Qingyun Road." The old man smiled mysteriously.

"Godfather, what you said is a little big?" Xiao Chen asked tentatively.

"It's not big, at least not big in Nanjing. Why does An Mengtang say that it still has some weight here? Who doesn't know my name in six provinces and one city in East China?" The old man is calm but magnificent.

"Godfather, I don't understand what you said."

"You don't need to understand. Just remember a sentence. How ambitious you have in your heart to go. If I find the difference between you and me in the future, I won't mind breaking off the relationship with you." The language changed, and the old man laughed kindly, "Of course, I don't believe my vision will be so bad."

"I will go my own way." Xiao Chen replied slowly.

"Not bad." An Mengtang smiled and then picked up a document from the desk and handed it to Xiao Chen. He said, "Sign a name here. From today on, 10% of the shares of Shengtang Group will be yours. However, you have to understand one thing. I can take these things back after I can give them to you today.

After leaving the 3,000 harem, Xiao Chen came to Haida Community alone with the valuable document given by An Mengtang. Originally, he wanted to go upstairs to talk to Zhang Qiuling, but finally gave up this plan and said something to him? Say that you got hundreds of millions of property under the charity of An Mengtang? How ridiculous!

He casually found a piece of cement in a corner of the community and looked up at the scorching sun that was no longer ravaging the earth. The man took out the red Nanjing and slowly pulled it up.

November is a month that is not hot but never cold.

"A man can't bend his backbone at any time." This sentence is a sentence that Xiao Chen often heard when he was a child. The man who said this sentence had higher ambitions than the sky, so he left another village, abandoned his wife, abandoned his home, and never returned.

Xiao Chen doesn't think so. As long as it's good for him, why not bend his spine? As long as you can finally get what you want.

It's not too late for a gentleman to take revenge.

Holding the cigarette butt, he narrowed his eyes and looked at the sun. The man said something in his mouth, "The rules of power? An Mengtang is right. If I want to go down in this circle, I must follow the rules of the game, otherwise I can only be eliminated, but how should I go? Is it to move forward step by step according to An Mengtang's arrangement? It's ridiculous. The old fox said it was good, saying that he wanted to bet on his green road, and he was thinking about any insidious plan. However, this old fox is not bad. It can give me such a rich return, 10% of the shares. How many eagles can this money cover? However, An Mengtang is right. He gave these things, and he can take them back if he can, so some things still can't rely on others.

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Sitting on the cement floor smoking half a pack of cigarettes, Xiao Chen didn't get up and leave until his stomach cooed. Just at the moment of standing up, there was a cold smile on the corners of the man's mouth. He looked at the scorching sun and said to himself, "Tangmen, brother Pao, An Mengtang, I will remember you people. I don't expect it. I only need ten years. In ten years, I want to turn myself into another Xiao Chen."

He strode to the building where Zhang Qiuling was located.

PS: These chapters are a little difficult and involve too many things, but I still want to ask for a red ticket to encourage myself. Please, gentlemen.