"Lord Master, this is like this..."

Xing Rong was overjoyed. In his eyes, since Zhang Xiaoquan asked him to say that, there must be room for negotiation.

So he began to pretend to complain and smear the Tucao.

After saying that, he continued, "Lord, this is the matter. I hope you can drive the Tucao out of the Western Region and protect the safety of my Western Region industry."

"With that tutu, I'm just a messing stick, and I won't get peace in the western border!"

"oh?"

Zhang Xiaoquan sneered, then stood up, looked at Xing Rong and said, "So, you are destroying the market order, please smash the gangsters. I have to say you did the right thing?"

"this……"

A cold sweat broke out from Xing Rong's forehead, and then said, "Master Realm Master, I did something wrong, but that was also the worst thing I made because I was anxious..."

"in a hurry?"

He glanced at Xing Rong sideways, and Zhang Xiaoquan snorted coldly and said, "The order of the Western Market has always been based on fair competition. You can do it with a single bad decision? Then I will send the Silver Guard to capture those people, which is within the normal range."

"Get your stuff and leave!"

"Master of the Realm, are you really going to make an external enterprise grow bigger in the Western Region?"

Xing Rong was anxious. What he thought was hopeful did not expect that now would turn out to be this ending.

This was something he had not expected. You should know that the gifts brought by Xing Rong were sky-high gifts. He really didn't expect that Zhang Xiaoquan would not care about it at all.

In early autumn, the afternoon sun shines gently, making people feel warm all over.

In the elegant courtyard, I looked up and saw a lush and lush green area. The breeze blew the lake and rippled the rippling waves.

In front of a red sandalwood desk table in the yard, Qin Zhong sat opposite a burly old man.

The two of them stared at the chessboard in front of them with their eyes frowned from time to time, and thoughts appeared in their eyes.

Seeing that the Black Dragon had already gained the power, he surrounded the enemy and was in a mess.

If you are not careful, Bai Zi will lose all the money and there is no room for you to move around.

However, after thinking for a long time, the old man picked up a white piece and fell down quietly.

Suddenly, a crisp sound of "pop" aroused on the desk table.

And the chess face that was already in desperate situation was now in a desperate situation and was alive in death!

"If you don't destroy it, you won't be established, you should have this move!"

Seeing that he was revitalizing the situation again, the burly old man smiled proudly and swept off a large number of dark spots.

The vicissitudes of life are filled with joy.

"Oh..." Qin Zhong shook his head helplessly and sighed:

"After all, I'm not bad for you, my father."

"I have to admit that ginger is still so spicy."

When the old man heard this, he laughed even more: "You are a slick guy."

"How can you say that the older you get, the more serious you become? Losing means losing, don't be convinced!"

Everyone knows it in the upper reaches of Hangzhou City.

Qin Zhen, the head of the Qin family, did not like drinking and sex in his life, but only loved the way of fighting between black and white.

Those who are lucky enough to talk to Qin Zhen and get their praises are all proud.

Qin Zhong bent his waist, and his fat face, which had always been arrogant, was now full of a kind smile.

No matter how powerful he is in the clan, he never dares to act rashly in front of his powerful father.

Immediately, he pretended to be careless and deliberately made an unreasonable move.

This time, the black chess, which originally had a firm upper hand, was even more defeated.

Qin Zhen made a flew away, his turbid old eyes staring at the chess face, and he was busy siegeing the city and plundering the ground.

After struggling to support for a while, Qin Zhong, who had a bitter face, put down the chess piece in his hand:

"Dad, I admit defeat, I'm willing to give in!"

In the elegant courtyard, there was a burst of old man's long laughter.

While the father and son were having tea and resting, Qin Zhen looked at the lake and suddenly spoke:

"How is the piece of land that I discussed with Changhai... now?"

Qin Zhong's eyes shook and he hurriedly replied: "I have ordered Xiong'er to sign the contract today."

“Everything is going well.”

Qin Zhen nodded with satisfaction and said slowly: "You must be more careful."

"My grandson is still young after all, he is not calm and has a very shallow vision."

"Yes, father, don't worry." Qin Zhong nodded quickly and said yes.

"That land in the city center is a crucial part of my Qin family's plan..."

Qin Zhen stroked the long beard under his chin and described the grand blueprint in detail:

"As long as the business is properly developed, it will be a continuous treasure pot!

"Only a corner of the land can ensure that our Qin family will flourish for ten years!"

When Qin Zhong heard this, he narrowed his triangular eyes, and his eyes were full of light.

He seemed to have seen the ever-growing grand scene of such a large family in his hands in the future.

This was a rushing figure who appeared in the sight of the two.

Seeing his father, Qin Xiong, who was depressed, suddenly accelerated his pace.

But when he saw his grandfather Qin Zhen also present, a hint of panic flashed in his eyes.

"Xiong'er, come here." Qin Zhen raised his eyes and waved his hand.

Qin Xiong swallowed his saliva and walked up honestly.

"I just heard your father say that you went to Changhai to sign a contract today."

"How is that? Did the Ning surname make things difficult for you?

Qin Zhen's eyes moved lightly, and he glanced at the grandson without hesitation.

As soon as he heard this, Qin Xiong's suppressed anger erupted, and he wanted to tell the truth about what happened in the long sea.

But when the words came to his mouth, he suddenly whined in his heart and said:

"Of course there is no more, Grandpa, Mr. Ning is treating me politely."

"I don't know whether he dares." Qin Zhen smiled and said, "Where is the contract matter?"

Qin Xiong pretended to be helpless and sighed: "Oh, this trip has passed, and Mr. Ning happened to go to the meeting."

"He apologized repeatedly and asked his grandson to come again tomorrow."

"It's okay, as long as there is no business trip."

Qin Zhen waved his hand with a smile and said proudly:

"Looking at the entire Hangzhou City, who can disobey my Qin family except for a few people?"

Qin Xiong squeezed out his smile and echoed a few flatteries to the old man.

Inadvertently, he looked at his father Qin Zhong and shook his head quietly.

In an instant, Qin Zhong's fat face shook and he was shocked, but he covered his face in an instant.

After chatting in the courtyard for a few words, Qin Zhong took the excuse to say goodbye and pulled Qin Xiong to an empty room.

After locking the door, Qin Zhong lowered his voice and said angrily:

"What's wrong with you boy?"

"It's really not enough to succeed, but more than enough to fail!"

Qin Xiong curled his lips and said with aggrieved expression:

"Dad, I can't blame me."

"As soon as I entered the door, the man surnamed Ning never gave me a good face."

"I said something nonsense that I had to verify, and the child didn't know where to offend him."

Qin Zhong carried his hands behind his back, his face as deep as water, and he kept wandering around the house.

"What else did he say, you repeat it all!"

Qin Xiong had no choice but to start from scratch.

"What a Qin Ruxuan."
To be continued...