The City's Invincible Soldier King

"Halt."

Seeing Long Lin and the Junior Martial Uncle walking over with large strides, the police officer who was on alert quickly blocked their path and said seriously, "Please show your work passes."

"I'm a billionaire board member." The young martial uncle handed the certificate of ownership to the policemen and said seriously, "I assume you all know that today is the day of the meeting of all the shareholders."

The Junior Martial Uncle only had 0.2% of the billionaire's shares. If it weren't for the consecutive major changes to the billionaire, she wouldn't even have qualified to join his board of directors.

However, based on the market value of the hundred million strong, 0.2% of the shares was equivalent to an astonishing eight hundred million China dollars.

But to super big crocodiles like Junior Masters and Chen Jiefang, eight hundred million was nothing.

"Young Junior Master, are you really just here to make a joke out of Chen Jiefang?" Long Lin could not help but ask.

"Or what?" The young master said disdainfully, "If the old lady and that old ghost Chen Jiefang shared a similar taste, the hengtai would have cooperated with the billionaire long ago. With our status, if we were willing to take ownership of each other, we would have become the second largest shareholder in the opponent's company."

That's good.

With a market value of 400 billion, and 68% of Chen Jiefang's shares, he was fully deserving of being the decision maker.

The market value of the hengtai was $460 billion, and the death fatty had 72.6% of the shares, which was the unshakable number one majority. The remaining shares of the hengtai were all given to the loyal and devoted employees who had made great contributions to the hengtai, using the death fatty as a reward.

Furthermore, the hengtai had always insisted on not going public, so that foreign funds could not interfere with the hengtai.

When two tigers fought, there was bound to be a wound.

Long Lin really did not wish for Junior Martial Uncle to interfere in this dispute.

"Junior Martial Uncle, I can solve my problem." Long Lin said seriously once again.

"Bullshit." The Junior Martial Uncle said with a strong killing intent, "Brat, you just don't have to worry and do what you're told. Even if you manage to shatter the heavens, I will support you."

was extremely grateful to his junior master's words.

The young master had steeled his heart to bring him here to become a billionaire and take revenge for him. He also wanted to intimidate that old fogey, Chen Jiefang, and tell the Chen family that he, Long Lin, was not without a backer.

It was better to be his own sister than his own sister.

In the face of such heartfelt care, every word was powerless.

Long Lin did not say thanks, nor did he say that he would repay his, but he firmly engraved this feeling in his heart.

When Long Lin and the Junior Master arrived, twenty-three people were already seated in the luxurious meeting room.

The Chen family's ancestors and grandchildren were all present.

Chen Jiefang sat on the seat of honor, Chen Jiansong sat on the lower right side of the table, Chen Gefeng sat on the seat first, Chen Gefeng sat on the seat next to him, as for the other shares, Long Lin did not recognize any of them.

Seeing Long Lin, a cold light quietly flashed through Chen Gefeng's eyes, but he quickly recovered.

"Mr. Zhou, please forgive me for my unwelcome visit." Seeing his Junior Master, Chen Jiefang, who was sitting on the seat of honor, did not dare to act carelessly.

How could a person who could make Chen Jiefang treat him in such a manner be an ordinary person?

The others also stood up and nodded at their Junior Martial Uncle.

"Let me introduce him to everyone. This is..."

"You don't need to introduce me." The Junior Martial Uncle rudely cut Chen Jiefang off and said loudly, "I am the wife of Xia Hou, the chairman of the hengtai Group, and am the current Executive Director of the hengtai Group."

This was the Junior Martial Uncle.

Although he was not as well-known as Fatty, he was neither virtuous nor charming, but from beginning to end, he placed Fatty first. Even in private, the two of them had made a ruckus as if they were enemies through life and death.

Trees have shadows, and people have names.

The hengtai Group was one of the top ten private enterprises in China.

After the simple greetings, the young master sat down on his golden horse. Long Lin stood quietly behind the young master like a bodyguard.

The forceful appearance of the Junior Martial Uncle caused the atmosphere to become heavy.

Chen Jiefang was the first to break the silence, and went straight to the point, "Boss Zhou, may I ask, on the thirteenth day of the previous month, what exactly is the matter that you purchased 0.2% of the billionaire shareholder's shares from Zhang Minghai?

"Sure." The young master stood up slowly and pointed at Chen Gefeng, saying coldly, "I can't stand this little bastard, so I intentionally bought a share with this sesame seed. As for the reason, it's very simple, firstly, to be able to watch the show with a reputation of a billionaire, and secondly, to be able to use my status as a shareholder, and to find things to make this little bastard feel disgusted."

What kind of occasion was this? At the billionaire's general meeting.

What is Chen Gefeng? The billionaire general manager, was the next billionaire CEO's successor.

Chen Gefeng had never received such an insult.

"You …" Chen Gefeng could not resist it any longer.

"Sit down." Chen Jiefang shouted coldly.

Chen Gefeng did not dare to say another word.

The Chen family was Chen Jiefang's Chen family, and with a single word, he could make Chen Gefeng become the Chen family's third generation successor, and could also take away everything with a wave of his hand.

Chen Jiefang looked at his Junior Martial Uncle, smiled and said, "Is there a need for Director Zhou to lower himself to get angry at a junior?"

The little uncle-master said forcefully, "Old man Chen, cut the crap. I was not interested in controlling the billionaires from the beginning, and even more so not interested now. Today, I came here for only one purpose, to avenge my brother."

"Your brother?" Chen Jiefang looked at Long Lin and asked seriously: "I wonder where Ge Feng offended your little brother?"

"I saw it with my own eyes. How could I be wrong?" The Junior Martial Uncle said in a domineering tone, "Cut the crap. I'm here to help my younger brother out of trouble, not to argue with you about right and wrong."

Chen Jiefang's face changed slightly, he did not get angry, and continued speaking, "Isn't Director Zhou overestimating himself a little too much?"

"You don't even have to say it. This old lady really doesn't put you, an old man who can't die, in her eyes." "Even if your Chen Family was at its peak, this old lady would still dare to abandon the hengtai Group and bring your Chen Family down with her, not to mention now."

Chen Jiefang's expression became incomparably ugly.

The young master did not care about Chen Jiefang's expression at all, and said tyrannically, "If you do not give me a satisfactory answer, hengtai will not hesitate to suppress the Chen family, so that the Chen family will never have a chance to rise again."

"It's not easy to start a business. Is Director Zhou sure you want to do this?" Chen Jiefang refused to be outdone and said, "Although the Chen family is at a disadvantage, but with the Chen family's background, they can still make Heng Ye lose more than half."

"Then let's start to play. Using half of the hengtai to exchange for a billionth place, this battle, the hengtai will not lose."

"Director Wu, immediately buy a billion dollar stock and hang it up for sale." The Junior Martial Uncle did not give Chen Jiefang the chance to speak, he immediately dialed a number and said majestically.

Chen Jiefang said in a deep voice, "Director Zhou is bold, and since you want to play, then I will bear with this old bones of yours and accompany you in your bliss."

"Alright then, being happy on your own is not as great as being happy on everyone else's. Since that's the case, we might as well project the hundred million on the big screen and let everyone have fun together."

"Sure." Chen Jiefang looked at Chen Gefeng, and said majestically, "Ge Feng, project the Projection of the Hundred Millions."