The entertainment industry boss is the supreme god

Chapter 123 The Hongmen Banquet and the Fuse

Chapter 123 The Hongmen Banquet and the Fuse

Everyone was silent.

The atmosphere is stagnant.

Before the man even had time to ask for forgiveness, his mouth and nose were covered and he was dragged down.

Song Nanfei sat back on the first seat, and asked another person, "My dear brother, do you have any news?"

The person who was pointed was trembling, his calves were shaking: "Master, I haven't..."

There was already a vibrato in the voice.

Song Nanfei was smoking, but he didn't care about it: "Go down, keep looking."

He squinted his eyes: "We must find it, and kill it on the spot if we find it."

"But to die is to see the corpse."

"Yes!" The man responded quickly.

Song Nanfei recruited the original people again, and said: "The Ming family will keep an eye on it, and if Ming Qi makes any move to subdue, he must report to me immediately..."

"Yes!"

After talking about the business, Song Nanfei waved his servants away and went to sit on the sofa behind.

As soon as she sat down, Peng Qin came over.

"Nan Fei..." She felt uneasy.

There were too many accidents in the Song family recently, Song Nanfei seemed to be fine on the surface, but Peng Qin felt that his temperament had changed drastically.

And Song Hui...why did Nan Fei send so many people to guard outside?
Is it really just to protect Song Hui's safety?

Peng Qin didn't dare to think deeply.

Song Nanfei turned his head from the sofa when he heard the voice, and said with a smile, "Mom."

He smiled erratically, just like in the past.

Peng Qin put away the faintly strange mood, walked to Song Nanfei and sat down, held his hand, and said worriedly: "Nanfei, I see that you have been dealing with business matters recently, and you always stay up late at night without turning off the lights. You must be careful, take care of yourself, and don't burn your body."

Song Nanfei let her hold her hand, both of which were clasped around his big palm, and he put the cigarette into the ashtray with the other hand, and put his arm around Peng Qin's shoulder: "Mom, I know, I don't know at my age How do you take care of yourself?"

Peng Qin poohed him: "You used to fool around outside every day, drink and stay up late until you were hospitalized, don't you remember?"

Song Nanfei smiled and said, "It won't happen now."

Seeing that he was always smiling like before, the uneasiness in Peng Qin's heart became more at ease, and she said: "Okay, I see you were working again just now, I'll make you some soup to make up for it."

"Okay, thank you Mom." Song Nanfei smiled.

Peng Qin got up and went to the kitchen.

Leaving Song Nanfei behind, the smile on his face darkened a little bit.

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Ming family.

Ming Hai reported the changes of the past few days, and then admitted frankly: "Patriarch, the Song family's attack is too fierce, we really can't resist..."

Speaking of this, he was a little ashamed, but it was true.

"It doesn't matter." Ming Qi said with a smile: "Uncle, you are doing very well."

She checked with a thick stack of information reports, but she was very satisfied.

"It's already pretty good to be able to do this with what little foundation the Ming family has left." Ming Qi handed the finished report to Ming Qingyun while boasting: "Uncle, you are very powerful."

He only got her warning a few days ago, but now he was suddenly praised by Ming Qi, and Ming Hai was a little flattered.

Ming Hai hurriedly waved his hands, saying: "No, no, it should, it should..."

"I'm also from the Ming family, and it's my duty to deal with these things..."

Next to him, Mingjue has strange eyes.

The lady just boasted casually, why is he so excited?
Ming Hai said again, "Miss, someone has contacted me."

"Oh?"

"It's the Fang family."

Ming Qi nodded: "It's not too surprising."

Ming Qingyun added: "After all, Fang Ping is the stupidest."

"Ahem..." Ming Hai choked on his saliva.

"Hang him up, you can do as you see fit." Ming Qi explained.

"Yes." Ming Hai replied.

Ming prayed: "Ming Jue."

Ming Jue stepped forward and handed Ming Hai a stack of documents in his hand: "Look."

Ming Hai took it in confusion, and flipped through it.

The more he flipped, the more dignified his expression became.

Until the end, his hands holding the documents were shaking.

"This……"

Ming Qi folded his hands, fingertips staggered: "Let's go down and deal with it."

Ming Hai accepted the materials, and said seriously, "Yes."

That thick stack, densely packed with records are all Ming family members who have changed recently.

All kinds of dirty hands and feet evidence that they betrayed the Ming family and Ming Qi were carefully recorded item by item.

Every trip of those people, every contact and conversation with outsiders, every unclean money transaction... It is clear and ironclad.

Ming Hai's back was wet, and he was once again grateful for his choice.

With such a pervasive investigation, how could she be so simple on the surface?
He suddenly understood.

I'm afraid he is also a pawn.

Ming Qi wanted to use the provocations of the Song family to find out the traitors of the Ming family, and then make a mess of them, so she waited and waited and let outsiders sing bad news.

At the same time, why hasn't he been tested?
But if he had any dissatisfaction at that time, and promised Fang Ping, or other people's lures and benefits... would he still be able to stand here safely today?
The document in his hand is extremely heavy at the moment—this is the beginning of Ming Qi's true trust in him.

For a moment, Ming Hai felt indescribably complicated and honored.

As expected of Ming Zhengyang's daughter...

He puffed out his chest unconsciously, and the old man over half a century old was full of pride: "Patriarch, don't worry, I will definitely not let you down!"

This sound is full of loyalty and sincerity, with Ming Hai's last complete surrender.

"Okay, uncle," Ming Qi said with a forgiving smile, "I'm waiting for your result."

Ming Hai left with the documents on his front foot, and Ji Shu knocked on the door on his back foot.

"Enter."

Ji Shu came in with an invitation letter: "Sister Ming, it's from the Fang family."

Ming Qi took it, opened it, and glanced away.

"The major families in Tabei have not been together for many years. In recent months, Fang Wenning, a son of the family, has been appointed as the president of the Tabei Music Association. The Fang family specially held a celebration banquet, and wants to take this opportunity to renew old friendships with each family and plan for the future. We sincerely invite Patriarchs of various families in the north of the tower went to get together..."

Ming Qi paused suddenly, and looked at Ming Qingyun.

Ming Qingyun's blue eyes moved, feeling something in his heart: "Where?"

Ming Qi's red lips parted slightly: "Heshan."

"Heshan?!"

Ming Jue and Ji Shu Qiqi spoke in surprise.

"really interesting."

Ming Qi raised his eyes and smiled: "It's lively again."

Mingjue's expression turned serious, he did not forget what happened in Heshan last year.

Just by looking at this location, you can tell that there are malicious intentions and dangers everywhere.

Mingjue guessed: "Could it be related to the Qiu family? No, aren't they in danger now?"

Mingjue still doesn't know about the previous siege by the Qiu family and the Fang family.

"It's not the Qiu family." Ming Qi squeezed the invitation and shook his head: "Fang Wenning came to hear that there is no Qiu family among the people Fang Ping has contacted recently."

Mingjue frowned in thought.

Ming Qi said, "This Fang Ping is not honest."

She put down the invitation card, knocked on the table twice, and asked leisurely: "Isn't he broken, and he still goes to Heshan, can he stand such a toss?"

Ming Qingyun said: "I'm afraid there have been some arrangements."

Ming Qi silently agrees.

Ji Shu was very sensitive to this location, and suddenly panicked: "This is a good party, why should it be held at the top of Heshan Mountain?"

Ming Jue clenched the dagger tightly: "Could it be that you want to encircle and suppress?"

Ming prayed noncommittal.

But Ming Qingyun replied: "Hongmen Banquet."

He and Ming Qi looked at each other, and a smile appeared on the corner of the other's mouth: "It seems that this is the fuse."

The two were silent.

Ming Qi said to Ming Jue: "Notify Feng Jin that we can start the arrangement."

Mingjue was slightly startled, his eyes lit up: "Miss means..."

Ming Qi smiled: "Yes."

(End of this chapter)

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