The Genius

At 10 a.m., Jiangcheng, the headquarters of Hongyi group, Yang's garden, is shrouded in golden sunshine, as always gorgeous.

But with the death of Yang Xiaoqiang, Yang's brand was gradually washed away.

Yao Feiyan began to replace Yang Xiaoqiang, and Yang's garden became Yao's residence. Yao Feiyan used to show her strength.

Now, in the backyard of the garden, on the semi open terrace, Yao Feiyan leans against a white rocking chair, holding a cup of hot black tea in her hand.

Today, she is also dressed in simple clothes, including long shirt, short skirt, silk stockings and leather shoes.

Her long dress is very tight and just right

with a slight movement, she is full of the amorous feelings of mature women.

But she didn't appreciate her coquettishness too much. She looked more at the grass not far away. There stood a middle-aged man with a smile on his face:

"have all the share transfer agreements been settled?"

The middle-aged man, who was called boss yuan, was short and fat with a scar on his face. But standing there, he felt stocky.

Hearing Yao Feiyan's question, he bowed back and said, "if you go back to general manager Yao, it's all settled. In order to get out of prison, the four shareholders are willing to transfer their shares to us."

"The Yang family also signed a declaration to give up inheritance. As of today, Mr. Yao's shares have reached 70 percent."

Yao Feiyan's pretty face hasn't changed much. She seems to have expected this situation. She smiles with a faint smile:

"very good. With 70% of the shares, the Hongyi group has only one voice. Of course, the combination of hardness and softness is the king, and so many iron and blood means are used. It's time to give you some sweetness."

"Tell the financial department that each person will be paid three months' salary for this year's bonus, so that they can read me better and stabilize their impetuous people."

Boss yuan bowed his head slightly: "I understand."

"By the way, how is Nalan group now?"

Yao Feiyan raised her head, and her pretty face was very charming in the sunshine: "naland died. Did his women and illegitimate children fight with each other?"

"It's a mess."

Obviously, boss yuan had already learned about the situation and took over the topic without hesitation: "seven aunts and thirteen children are fighting for naland's family property."

"Its confidants and generals have almost turned their faces. Every day they have to perform assassination scenes, which is more chaotic than five countries and ten generations."

"Good, that's what I like to see."

Yao Feiyan's voice is sweet, full of temptation as her people: "but this is not enough, we should add some fire."

"You bribe the police or the inferior children to completely disperse the Nalan group, and then deal with the Nalan family one by one."

"Let them pay for the rudeness naland once had."

Mr. Yuan nodded gently: "Mr. Yao, don't worry. I will make sure that the Nalan family will be wiped away from the grassland."

Yao Feiyan was very satisfied with the performance of boss yuan, and then the conversation changed: "Mingjiang, is there any news?"

When talking about Mingjiang, she leaned over, with a pair of plump, sexy, even and smooth thighs, following the action, sketching a sultry arc.

It makes your blood swell.

Mr. Yuan bowed slightly: "if you go back to Mr. Yao, there is no news for the time being. There has been a fierce battle in the back lane of changyiwan restaurant, but I don't know who is dead."

He hesitated: "because there is no trace."

"I also made a few phone calls to pidku, but the phone was turned off, and no one answered the two men's mobile phones."

Yao Feiyan's red lips gently opened: "how's Ye Tianlong?"

Speaking of Ye Tianlong, she instinctively leaned forward. Her shirt was a little more loose. She could see the infinite spring inside through the gap of the button.

But no one dares to take a look.

Boss yuan is also honest: "in the morning, we went back to Baishizhou, and the people we followed were found out. They stripped their clothes and threw them on the road to show them to the public."

Yao Feiyan fingers rubbing cup, voice is very flat: "that is all dead."

The stout man couldn't help but be stunned: "are they all dead? It's impossible, isn't it? Pidku is the No.2 killer of the Philippines, 65 missions and 64 successes. "

"The nine killers who followed him were also the first-class killers. Ten of them couldn't make yellow Finch and leaf Dragon

"You haven't dealt with him. You don't know how powerful he is."

Yao Feiyan thought of the intoxicating face, the male breath, and the domineering figure in the dogfight field, with a ripple in her heart:

"I just know he's powerful It still seems to underestimate him. "

She sipped a sip of black tea, which was warm and blazing, making her feel like returning to Mingjiang's warmth: "maybe, I should bear it again."

But she knew in her heart that no matter how much she could endure, she could not change from unwilling to willing. Like Gou Jian, she could share weal and woe, but not wealth.

Red clothes, only her own red clothes.

Mr. Yuan whispered, "madam, if they are dead, what should we do next?""Shall I send more men to protect you? I'm afraid Ye Tianlong and Huangque will retaliate. "

Yao Feiyan light voice: "no, I have discretion."

"Mr. Yao, there's a man named Han Qinhu asking for help."

At this time, a Yao's bodyguard ran over and said respectfully, "he said he's from Mingjiang."

Boss yuan's face changed dramatically: "come so fast? Ma'am, you stay away, I'll take my brothers and kill him

As the words fell, the shadows in the hospital flashed, and a dozen black men appeared.

Yao Feiyan stretched out a finger and gently swayed: "no, go and ask him to come in."

Yao's bodyguard nodded quickly after hearing the speech, and boss yuan's interest was hidden in the dark.

Before long, Han Qihu appeared in Yao Feiyan's field of vision.

All dressed up as a grass-roots migrant worker, wearing leather shoes but no socks, he laughed and nodded along the way, looking submissive,

but Yao Feiyan knew that the person sent by Ye Tianlong was not a waste.

"Hello, Mr. Han. Thank you very much."

Before Han Qinhu stood in front of him, Yao Feiyan said with a smile: "I don't know what's wrong with Tianlong, let you run so far."

"Come, sit down, have a good cup of tea, and have a good lunch."

Yao Feiyan put down the tea cup in her hand: "when you come here, it's my guest. I'll take care of what I eat and what I play. I'll have a good time."

"Thank you, madam."

Han Qihu waved his hand: "I came here to pass two sentences, and then I will go back. Besides, I dare not eat my wife's food."

Yao Feiyan's face did not change, and sighed: "which two words does Tianlong want to tell me?"

"First, my wife likes to talk about money, so I'll talk about money. I'll give my wife half a year. I hope she can practice half of the agreement."

Han captured the tiger in a gentle voice: "second, he was in Mingjiang one day, and his wife couldn't step on it one day."

"Otherwise, he will publish this to the public, and let his wife be accused by thousands of people and scolded by thousands of people."

At this point, Han Qinhu took out a sealed envelope and carefully handed it to Yao Feiyan.