My warrior sister

"Company contract? The owner of the company, Qin Feng

Xiao Yongbo's eyes were round, and his expression at the moment was like seeing a ghost.

To be exact, it's more surprising than seeing a ghost.

Qin Feng, who has always been a waste, has changed into the owner of a company. How can Xiao Yongbo not be shocked.

"What? Show it to me! "

Old lady Xiao's expression is also unbelievable. She snatched the contract directly from Xiao Yongbo.

After careful examination, old lady Xiao was surprised.

The wrinkles on the face become smooth because the expression is too exaggerated.

"It turns out to be a production chain company. This company is very compatible with the Xiao family."

"If we can annex this company, our Xiao family will definitely be able to bring the dead back to life!"

Old lady Xiao's vision is much more sinister than that of Xiao Yongbo. She can see the importance of the company at a glance.

"Qin Feng, where did you get this contract?"

Mrs. Xiao's eyes doubted that although the company was very important to the Xiao family, the source must be found out.

She absolutely does not believe that Qin Feng, a waste, can hold the company.

"The company was given to me by a friend. You must know its value very well."

"Our bet, I've finished."

The corner of Qin Feng's mouth starts up and sneers back to old lady Xiao.

Qin Feng knew that at this moment, old lady Xiao could not refuse the temptation.

Sure enough, although Mrs. Xiao looked suspicious, she grasped the contract with her palm, and didn't mean to let it go.

"The promise I made has been completed. In the future, Xiao Yaxin and your Xiao family's grudge will be written off."

"As long as you promise me, this contract is yours."

Old lady Xiao is very hesitant at the moment. The Xiao family really needs this contract.

But old lady Xiao is also reluctant to let go of Xiao Yaxin.

After thinking for a moment, old lady Xiao suddenly turned her eyes and nodded with a smile.

"Qin Feng, you really won this gamble. Take Xiao Yaxin with you."

"In the future, I will not use the name of the Xiao family to coerce Yaxin into doing anything."

Hearing the promise from old lady Xiao, she will not force herself in the future. Xiao Yaxin is extremely happy.

Qin Feng was a little suspicious at the moment. In his impression, old lady Xiao could not be so forthright.

But now with the contract in hand, Qin Feng is not afraid of old lady Xiao to go back.

"Yaxin, let's go!"

Qin Feng comes forward and holds the palm of Xiao Yaxin's hand. The couple leave Xiao's house in great strides.

When Qin Feng left, Xiao Yongbo said anxiously.

"Old lady, our Xiao family has been eating and drinking all these years. We raised Xiao Yaxin. Now her wings are hard. It's like leaving our Xiao family. It's not fair."

Old Xiao waved his hand with a cold smile, indicating that Xiao Yongbo didn't need to be excited.

"Don't worry, Xiao Yaxin can't escape from me."

"As long as Xiao Yaxin is alive, I want her to shed the last drop of blood for the Xiao family."

Old lady Xiao seems to have a plan in her heart. Seeing this situation, Xiao Yongbo also sneers.

"Qin Feng, Xiao Yaxin, if you kill my son, I want you to die."

Xiao Yongbo is not only a vicious curse in his heart.

The next day, Qin Feng and Xiao Ya appear in the new company.

The column of the person in charge of the new company is filled in by Qin Feng, who naturally has full control.

However, on the first day, Qin Feng was the shopkeeper and handed over the company to Xiao Yaxin.

Xiao Yaxin likes this job very much.

In the past, although she also managed the Xiao family's industry, it was more like working for the Xiao family.

Now this is her own industry, and Xiao Yaxin feels very down-to-earth.

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On the other hand, different from the joy of Qin Feng's husband and wife, Zhang Jia, one of the four big families, is angry at the moment.

"My son died, in the hands of Qin Feng."

"I really regret that I should have wiped out the Xiao family. There was no one left."

Deep in the mansion of Zhang Jia, Zhang Yafeng, the current head of Zhang Jia's family, is gnashing his teeth and his face is full of murders.

In front of him, there was a coffin, in which lay the body of high tide.

His son was killed, Zhang Yafeng's inner resentment, like a river.

No one in Zhangjia dares to talk about it for fear of offending the angry owner.

"My son, don't worry. I will kill Qin Feng and take revenge for you."

"The cheap woman you like, I will catch her and bury her with you."

Zhang Yafeng whispered to the coffin, his eyes full of hatred.

"Come on, gather your hands. I'll kill Qin Feng immediately and avenge my son!"

Zhang Yafeng roared, and everyone in Zhang family took action immediately.

But Zhang Yafeng suddenly thought of something and stopped the crowd.

"Damn, I promised Mo Hai that I couldn't move Qin Feng in three days."

The Mo family is as powerful as the Zhang family.

Now that Zhang Yafeng has agreed to Mo Hai, he has to endure these three days, no matter from the personal level or the family level.

"Well, I'll wait for three days. After three days, I'll take Qin Feng's head and avenge my son!"

Revenge can wait, but funerals at high tide cannot be delayed.

Zhangjia immediately reported their funerals and prepared to hold a grand funeral for the high tide.

The funeral was officially held at nine o'clock on the same day.

The rich and powerful families of all parties came to attend the funeral.

Zhang Jia is one of the four big families with huge influence. Zhang Jia's face can not be denied by any force.

When the funeral ceremoniously opened, the Xiao family even got the news. Old lady Xiao and Xiao Yongbo licked their faces to express their condolence.

As a matter of fact, Zhang looked down upon the Xiao family and did not report their funeral at all.

At the funeral, Zhang Yafeng, the head of Zhang's family, delivered a speech.

"Thank you for your participation in my son's funeral."

“…………！”

Zhang Yafeng's funeral opening speech has not finished, suddenly, from the outside came a sound of gongs and drums, listening to very festive.

A moment later, a group of people carrying a thing covered by black cloth walked into the middle of the hall.

"What's this?"

Seeing this scene, the people who participated in the funeral looked very strange. They seemed to want to laugh, but they tried to hold back.

"Who is this? It's a pity that flattery is on the horse's leg."

"The gift givers are not particular about beating gongs and drums. Isn't that what they are looking for?"

"There's a good play to see. Zhang Jia has been angered!"

There are funeral rules for funerals. It's OK to give gifts, but it can't be too noisy.

Sure enough, Zhang Yafeng, who was standing in the first place, was very angry.

Zhang Yafeng is about to ask, who sent this gift, suddenly, a figure that he hates to the bone appears.

"Mr. Zhang Jia, can I attend this funeral?"

It was a young man, but the young man, with a sneer on his face, obviously came to find fault.

This young man is naturally Qin Feng.

Qin Feng said that he would not let anyone who took part in the Qin family's massacre.

Today is the beginning of Qin Feng's revenge.

Zhang Jia is Qin Feng's first target.