Ode to the Dragon

"What else do you want?" Chu Feng saw his inner uneasiness and said in a voice: "you helped me today. If you have anything, just say it."

"Mr. Chu praised me. It's what I should do. It's what I should do."

Xiao Hong was flattered and replied. He pondered for a moment and said, "Mr. Chu, I want to transfer Xiao's group to you. Only 10 million is needed. You should help us."

"Ten million?" Tang Sisi exclaimed.

You know, the Xiao family is a leading family in Yanjing. With the death of Xiao Yunlong, the industries and companies of the Xiao group began to shrink, but the lowest conservative estimate is 50 billion.

If you take down 10 million, it's a free gift.

On hearing this, Xiao Hong thought that his price was too high, and quickly said: "the price can be negotiated, but it's really not good. Five million or three million is OK --"

Tang Sisi was so stupid. He didn't look so stupid. How could he do something stupid.

Chu Feng's eyes were calm. He looked at Xiao Hong and said, "you are in such a hurry to sell off Xiao's property. I'm afraid you will be defeated by the" little thousand year old "of the Wu League. At last, you will be swallowed up by the Xiao family."

Xiao Hong a Leng, but a smile: "Mr. Chu, eyes such as torch."

"To tell you the truth, although our Xiao family seems to be very powerful these years, they are just the" white gloves "of the Wu League, which are used to collect money in Yanjing."

"Every year, the profits created by the Xiao family are nearly 70 billion, 80% of which go into Wumeng's pocket -"

"now, my father is dying, Wumeng can't wait to send someone to take over. I also know that with the energy of the Xiao family, it's far from the opponent of xiaoqiansui. In the end, I'm afraid there are no bones left."

He took a deep breath and said sincerely, "I hope Mr. Chu can take over the Xiao group. The Xiao family has nothing else to pray for."

"I just hope Mr. Chu can leave us a way to live after driving away the people of Wumeng -"

Tang Sisi and others suddenly realized that this was the case.

Xiao's group is just a hot potato in the hands of Xiao's family. Those who give it to Wu Meng will inevitably be killed for their eggs, so it's also his last choice to give it to Chu Feng for nothing.

"Do you want me to save you, or do you want to kill people with a knife, and get rid of me with the hand of the young qiansui of Wumeng? Or let us both lose? "

Chu Feng just looked at him indifferently, his eyes shining like a knife, as if he could see through the heart of the people:

"your father Xiao Yunlong, but I killed him, don't you hate me?"

Plop -

Xiao Hong's face was very pale, and he fell to his knees in fear, "Mr. Chu, I, I dare not have such an idea --"

"as for my father, no, Xiao Yunlong, it's the gratitude and resentment of our predecessors after all. To tell you the truth, the lives of the Xiao family are in danger now, and the living can't manage it. How can we have the heart to manage the hatred of the dead - "

Xiao Hong's voice is desolate and lonely, and he kowtows three times respectfully.

"Please help me, Mr. Chu. I'll never forget the kindness and virtue of the Xiao family from generation to generation."

Chu Feng was silent for a long time. At last, he just dropped a light sentence: "get up, share transfer contract, ready."

He accepted this gift. As for Wei Zhongxian's ambitious military alliance, it's time to move!

Look at his ability to pass on a thousand years old!

Xiao Hong was overjoyed and said, "thank you very much, Mr. Chu."

He understood that the Xiao family had been saved!