85 Shadow (Today)

Quietness is temporary. The roar of the police lights completely shattered the silence here. Several fully armed criminal policemen rushed to the scene with full alert and found that the fight had already ended. There was an embarrassment on their faces. They silently withdrew their guns to their waists.

Xiao Chen followed the criminal police to the Public Security Bureau to make a record, and Fang Yan was sent to the hospital. Although the injury on his shoulder was not fatal enough, it was inevitable to leave a future illness after a long time. Especially for a martial arts idiot like the opponent Yan, if the tendons and veins of the right arm are difficult to recover due to the injury of the right arm, it is bound to make this A man's force is greatly reduced.

After the public security bureau finished the record, Xiao Chen quickly returned to the campus of Nanjing University and strode into the canteen. After searching around, he found that the woman was sitting quietly in a steel chair. Xiao Chen walked to the woman and said calmly, "Fang Yan is injured and very heavy."

"Is it related to the siren just now?" Zhang Qiuling frowned and asked.

"Let's go to the hospital first and talk on the way." Xiao Chen said urgently.

After Zhang Qiuling got into a taxi and asked the driver to rush to Nanjing Gulou Hospital as soon as possible, Xiao Chen told Zhang Qiuling the original scene that had just happened on the basketball court.

"Do you think you owe Fang Yan?" After listening to Xiao Chen's words, Zhang Qiuling knew why the man had such a sad look, so he asked softly.

"The man who helped me block the knife in my life, Dahai is the first, and Fang Yan is the second. I won't forget this kindness." Xiao Chen said in a low voice.

Is it the advantage of this man to value affection and righteousness? Zhang Qiuling looked at the man's expression and smiled without saying anything.

The taxi drove fast on the road in Nanjing, crossing the rows of high-rise buildings, and the Drum Tower Hospital arrived quickly.

In the three thousand harem, An Mengtang received three news in the villa, one good news, one bad news, and the last news is neither good nor bad.

The good news is that Ge Maochun successfully bought the Qimeng Private Club and only used 20 million yuan. Ge Maochun set out two days ago and went to England. He found Chen Xuanyu's son Chen Hao in England. He was a man who was obsessed with tobacco, alcohol, gambling and poison. His actual age in his twenties was already as sloppy as 40 years old. After explaining his intention, the man readily agreed, 20 million, a large amount, enough to be in England. The country has been squandering for a while. As for Nanjing? I'm too lazy to inquire. Unexpectedly, Chen Xuanyu doesn't want his son. Why should he care about his death? Living a happy day is the most important and enjoyable thing for Chen Hao. Therefore, this young man, who was hollowed out by wine and money, readily signed his name on the contract brought by Ge Maochun. One name sold Chen Xuanyu's hard work to earn the country, which is a very ironic thing. Chen Hao is not pure two hundred and fifty, and he did not agree to Ge Maochun to sell other venues.

The bad news is that Shengtang Company's economic pressure on two baths and one bar has not been successful. The baths and bars, which had been in a state of emergency, suddenly seemed to have gained a new life, and the economic situation also took a sharp turn. After investigation, the people of Shengtang Company found that a large amount of money was transferred to two baths and the bar.

The good and bad news is that Wu Heipao is dead, Li Hongfeng is also dead, and the two killers in Nanjing City have disappeared.

An Mengtang, who sat in the villa, finally couldn't sit still anymore. What he promised Xiao Chen actually happened in the current situation. It's just that the suppression failed. Wu Hei Pao, who had been with him for decades, died, which An Mengtang never thought of. At this moment, a rare urgency appeared on the old man's face, no If you are in a hurry, you will soon be suppressed by the old man. The old man who has been in a high position for decades knows when to do what to do, and his enthusiasm will only make things worse and worse.

After getting into the red flag car, the old man ordered the driver to go directly to the Jinling Hotel. The old man sitting in the car took his mobile phone from the bodyguard and called Zhou Ximing, the CEO of Shengshi Group, and asked him to come to the Jinling Hotel immediately. After saying that, the old man hung up his mobile phone, with anger flashing on his face, a bunch of waste.

Jinling Hotel is a six-star hotel owned by Shengtang Company. An Mengtang likes this place very much. Although it is located in the downtown area, the decoration of the hotel is very elegant, far from the splendor of other hotels.

Zhou Ximing listened to the beep sound on the phone with a wry smile on his face. Although Shengtang Group has strong capital, it is also very difficult to destroy two baths and one bar in three days. Two days ago, I forced myself to let the group suppress the baths and bars in all aspects. The results were good, but suddenly, Xuanwu Hotel actually invested in these two baths and bars. The amount of funds was extremely large. After this share of funds, Zhou Ximing knew that it was absolutely impossible to take these two baths within three days. And a bar, but Zhou Ximing himself didn't quite understand why the Xuanwu Hotel injected capital into it? It really doesn't make sense. There is no conflict between Shengshi Group and Xuanwu Hotel at all.

When Zhou Ximing saw An Mengtang in the presidential suite of Jinling Hotel, the old man was calmly touching the sample with a cup of tea.

"Is it coming?" An Mengtang looked up and asked softly.

Although Zhou Ximing, wearing a straight suit, is over his age, he is a man with forty-one flowers. Zhou Ximing never lacks what a mature man should have, steadyness, demeanor and dress. Such a charming man is still alone, because he is a romantic figure in his bones. Sitting in the seat of the CEO of Shengtang Group, there will naturally be a large number of beautiful women in their arms, fat and thin, and can be picked by you.

"Angong, if you have any instructions, just say it on the phone." Zhou Ximing replied with a smile, his tone was very light, afraid that he would anger this living Bodhisattva in Nanjing. The Bodhisattva smiled very well, but once King Kong was angry, everything would be wrong.

"What do you think?" An Mengtang has not changed his voice.

Zhou Ximing took out his handkerchief and wiped the fine sweat that kept flowing from his forehead. He said respectfully, "Mr. An, things are really troublesome. Our group of the two baths and bars should have been able to deal with it, but he didn't expect that Xuanwu Hotel suddenly injected a fund, the amount of about 50 million. I really don't understand this. The two baths and the bar may not be worth 50 million.

"Xuanwu Hotel? Do you have any background?" An Mengtang frowned and asked.

"It has been investigated. The legal representative of that hotel is Ma Yuanguo. Xuanwu Hotel was established five years ago and is the only six-star hotel in Nanjing except for our Jinling Hotel." Zhou Ximing whispered.

An Mengtang was silent for a moment, suddenly smashed the white porcelain teacup in his hand into the man in front of him, and said angrily, "What's the use of me asking you as a waste?"

Zhou Ximing's straight suit was smashed with tea, which was terrible, but the man did not dare to attack at all. Standing in front of An Mengtang did not dare to show his anger, for fear that his actions would make the old man around him angry again. Zhou Ximing was also helpless. The person he sent to investigate the Xuanwu Hotel sent back this information.

An Mengtang has rarely been angry over the years, but this does not mean that the old man is not angry. Many years ago, he came to this day step by step by relying on arms, drugs, pornography, gambling and drugs. His assets under his name have long been tens of billions, and Nanjing and even Jiangsu are well-deserved super-deserved super-rich. An Mengtang breathed and looked at Zhou Ximing and said slowly, "Ximing, I haven't asked much about your affairs in the past two years. As long as you are still competent as the CEO of Shengtang Group, I won't touch you, but the answer you gave me today is too simple and far from satisfying me. Well, I'll give you another day. By tomorrow evening, if you can't take down the two baths and bars, you can jump into the Yangtze River by yourself.

"Yes, yes." Zhou Ximing nodded repeatedly as if he were granted amnesty. Although the air conditioner was on in the room, it was far from stopping the sweat on Zhou Ximing's forehead.

"Get out." An Mengtang waved his hand gently.

Zhou Ximing carefully stepped out of the room and closed the door.

At this time, a man in his forties came out of another room in the presidential suite. His face was a little obscene, and his hair seemed to have never been taken care of. He was very messy, not tall, a little fat, wearing a floral shirt, a floral trousers, and a pair of slippers. But this does not prevent him from becoming the most lethal pawn in An Mengtang's hand, Ge Maochun, a man full of bad tricks.

"Maochun, you heard what you said just now. Tell me what you think of this matter." An Mengtang looked at the man with messy hair like a chicken coop and asked with a smile.

"An Gong, he is going to work hard." Ge Maochun walked to An Mengtang and smiled softly, and his voice was a little harsh. "Zhou Ximing was indeed a little bold when he was young, and he was full of talent and ambition. Now, he can't do it. He has no sharpness, no courage, and his talent and ambition are also put aside by himself. He thinks about acting and playing life all day long. However, Mr. An, I'm afraid that what you just said just touched the heartstrings of this man. Because he is afraid of death, he must do it well this time. If he doesn't succeed, he will become benevolent.

"The black robe is dead. Let's go to worship in a couple of days." After a moment of silence, An Mengtang changed the topic and said slowly.

"Wu Hei's robe is really not worth dying. I died at the hands of my son. It's a very ironic thing. I'm afraid that Wu Hei's robe will not be willing to die." Ge Maochun said with a playful smile. Then he looked at An Mengtang and said with a smile, "Angong An, you helped Xiao Chen not just send a jujube red bed for that boy, did you?"

An Mengtang smiled and said, "If you can help, just help. It's not easy for a young man to get ahead. Even if there is no help, he can't walk Qingyun Road for three lifetimes."

"I'm afraid it's not that simple. I don't think about power and status in this boy's eyes." Ge Maochun said gloomily.

"I can also see this." The old fox An Meng Tang suddenly turned around and said in a low voice, "However, as long as he doesn't break my bottom line, I will still try my best to help him in my lifetime. There are many shadows of me in him."