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Cao Ze got up at seven o'clock in the morning. After taking five minutes to freshen up quickly, he spent another ten minutes to wear a new one. He tied a red tie and combed one. He went downstairs to the steamed bun shop outside the community and ordered four roasted wheat and a bowl of bean curd brains. He drank it deliciously and ate happily.

"Xiao Cao, have you had a girlfriend? Why are you so happy?" The elderly boss's wife of the steamed bun shop looked at Cao Ze's happy appearance and asked with a smile. They are all neighbors in the community. It's normal to make fun of them when they have nothing to do.

"Aunt Liu, my Xiao Cao is not a security guard now. From today on, I will be the head of the security department in the luxury villa area of the 3,000 harem. Do you know the three thousand harem? That's the most famous rich area in Nanjing. After eating the bean curd brain, Cao Ze looked at the boss's wife and wiped her mouth and said proudly.

"Well, that's not easy. How much is the monthly salary?" The boss's wife showed a surprised expression very cooperatively and asked with a smile.

"Not much, just 5,000." Cao Ze was modest on the surface and arrogant inside.

A man who has no ambition and has been a security guard for more than three years is really proud. He sits in the position of the head of the security department in the 3,000 harem and takes a salary of 5,000 yuan a month. Such an identity is enough for a man who has always been listless to raise his tail to the sky.

A typical villain has an ambitious face, which is ridiculous but not hateful.

When Cao Ze received the notice yesterday evening, he couldn't believe it. He was so surprised that he was not prepared at all. When I got home, I put three incense sticks on my parents' cards, thinking that it was my parents who were in heaven and finally willing to bless my son.

Take out your electric motorcycle from the broken warehouse, wipe it carefully, and say with a smile, "Small car, don't blame me for abandoning you with a four-wheeled car tomorrow."

People who are proud naturally have frustrated people. The world is so ruthless and cruel.

After learning that his position of supervisor of the security department had been dismissed, Sun Weiyuan sat in a chair at home, lit a cigarette and smoked it. A cold smile slowly appeared on his face and said to himself, "An Mengtang, are you finally starting to suspect me? Is my Sun Weiyuan really so easy to bully? I have been a supervisor in the 3,000 harem for five years. Can I not be prepared at all? You are really old. Your wisdom and means are not as good as before. Thirty years ago, when you were in Nanjing, did you remember that an innocent hawker was busy all day on the streets of Nanjing to bring a better life to his family? Do you remember that the hawker died because of a fight you launched?

After taking a long breath and smoking a few cigarettes, the man continued to say to himself, "An Mengtang, I wanted to work hard to earn a lot of wealth in business so as to kill you in the mall, but I was so stupid that I didn't know that doing business this year was just a big cover. I will always be in the context of the relationship. If I can't compare with you, how can I defeat you? I heard that the 3,000 harem was about to be completed, and you An Mengtang booked a villa at the first time, so I closed the factory and spent a year studying various preventive measures related to security. Finally, I became the security supervisor of the 3,000 harem. I wanted to let you know what blood debt is when I approached you, but I hated that the Japanese people had been spying on me and telling me that the time had not come. Well, I put up with it. It's not too late for a gentleman to take revenge. It's ten years.

"For five years, I put up with it for five years, and finally got the consent of the Japanese people. They were finally going to fight against you. I just hate that Ge Maochun's man was so shrewd that he arranged so many dark whistles at the dinner party. My assassination plan was also failed, but I'm not in a hurry. You drove me away, but I didn't know that the old people who swept the floor in the 3,000 harem, the cleaning aunts, and the young security guards were all our people. What awaits you will be a fatal situation.

Sun Weiyuan calmed down, and a kind smile appeared at the corners of his mouth. After five years of smiling face, he finally set himself up a trap for An Mengtang.

Ueda Meiai took Takeda Masaki to secretly visit an old man in Nanjing, Yang Jiezhi, Yang Lingjiang's father.

"Lao Yang, your face looks a little bad today." When they met in the old man's study, Ueda Meiai looked at Yang Jiezhi with a bright smile.

The old man frowned slightly, looked at the woman and smiled and said, "Ueda Meiai, I know what you guys think. I already know what Zhou Ximing did at Jinling Hotel last time. There is an old Chinese saying that the enemy of the enemy is his friend."

"I don't know who the enemy is in Yang's old words?" The woman asked pretending to be confused.

Since Yang Jiezhi has said the two keywords of Zhou Ximing and the enemy, there is no doubt that the so-called enemy is An Mengtang, but the woman pretends to be confused. The sharpness is never a characteristic of a woman, and Ueda Meiai just received a message from the organization yesterday, and our Tang has been arranged. A chess piece is a must-kill chess piece, so women have enough capital to negotiate with the old man in front of them.

"Since I said this, I don't want to beat around the bush with you. This time I came to you to discuss how to deal with An Mengtang." Yang Jiezhi's face was slightly cold, and she was a little dissatisfied with the woman's pretentious posture, but she couldn't attack again.

Yang Jiezhi's background is not much cleaner than that of An Mengtang, but he has never been as famous as An Mengtang in Nanjing, which makes the old man very dissatisfied, especially when his youngest son was taught a lesson by the adopted son of An Mengtang at the dinner party, which makes the old man more and more atmosphere. An Mengtang is really arrogant. Well, it can't be tolerated. The clay figurine still has three points of anger, not to mention the human?

"Since Mr. Yang said so, I don't know if he has any plans? If there is a plan, the little woman will cooperate fully. The woman asked with a delicate smile.

"I want to find a professional killer to assassinate that guy, but I haven't found a suitable candidate. I heard that there are many martial arts gun masters and assassins in the Sakura Club of the Yamaguchi Group in Japan. I don't know if Miss Ueda can help me find one." Yang Jiezhi said with a smile.

The old fox, Ueda Meiai cursed in her heart. If she didn't know the old guy's plan, she was not qualified to sit in the current position. An Mengtang's power in Nanjing was too great. If he was assassinated, his men would definitely take revenge crazily, and the old man in front of him obviously didn't want to reveal his identity. I didn't leave any clues for myself, so I found myself and made a good calculation. It was worthy of being an old-fashioned fox.

"Yang Lao just said that we are cooperating. If I find a killer, I don't know what chips Mr. Yang can provide to make the little woman's heart flutter?" The woman smiled softly. But the words "heartbeat" and "chip" aggravated the tone.

"I won't interfere with what you do in Nanjing in the future. I don't know if such a chip is okay?"

Ueda Meiai laughed unscrupulously and said, "Mr. Yang's words make me work hard for you. Is such a thing really too insecure? Even if Mr. Yang repents afterwards, the little girl has nowhere to redress his grievances.

"What do you want?" Yang Jiezhi asked in a low voice.

"Let your youngest son Yang Lingjiang go to Japan for three years." Ueda Miai said quietly.

These powerful and back families in Nanjing have already been investigated by Ueda Meiai. They know that Yang Jiezhi's biggest weakness is his youngest son Yang Lingjiang, and they love him very much on the surface.

Yang Jie hesitated for a moment, and finally said in a low voice, "Okay."

Those who achieve great things are not limited to trifles. Of course, they love their youngest son, but An Mengtang will not die for a day, and they have no chance to dominate Nanjing. As for these Japanese, they will settle accounts after three years later.