Twenty minutes later, Huang Lele walked away with a few photos I sent him.

I sat in place, smoking one by one, constantly practicing several possibilities that were about to happen and in the future.

I asked Huang Lele to show Chang Fei the photos of me meeting Ge Chuan, not only to ask Huang Lele for the opportunity to step directly into the city from the district, but also to force Chang Fei to become completely nervous in this way.

When he saw those photos, he had at most two reactions.

The first is fear, he will think about it with conditioning reflex. Ge Chuan and I are working together to act. On the surface, we look at each other and want to kill each other. In fact, we have always maintained close relationships in private and even begin to doubt whether I am a secret chess that Lao Deng had laid a long time ago.

If he followed this idea, it would be a matter of time before I collapsed.

The second reaction is madness. He will try his best to take me completely. The most innocent one among them may be Wang Mang. Because Chang Fei has no one available, he will try his best to put pressure on Wang Mang and point Wang Mang's gun at me.

As for what choice Wang Mang would make, it is not within my consideration.

He should help Chang Fei both public and private. Although Chang Fei is not a thing for me, Wang Mang himself admitted more than once that without Chang Fei's help over the years, Qingyun International would not have been able to reach its current level.

The second is Deng Guoqiang. When Ge Chuan took Chang Fei away from me and wanted to record his family's old novels, he would deal with it calmly on the surface, or take action with the same bad temper, which is also an unknown that is difficult to estimate.

In a word, I have blocked the possibility of their joining forces, and even threw out a smoke bomb for them. Chang Fei would think that I was a secret chess that Deng Guoqiang had buried for a long time and dared not move me easily. Deng Guoqiang also thought that my position was unstable and could be fought for, and he would not attack me casually.

Since my debut, I have experienced many bad battles and have thought about many bad ideas that I have tried my best, but I have never experienced such a big formation. You must know that the few chess pieces on my plate are all stomping my feet in Yangcheng, and they will tremble and truly reach the top big names.

Holding the last cigarette to my mouth, I threw the cigarette box out bored and muttered to myself: "It would be great if I could hit that bastard with fat. I can help me analyze and analyze which one is not thoughtful."

“Buzz…”

At this moment, the phone in my pocket suddenly rang out. I looked at it and it turned out to be Xiong Chumo's number. I immediately answered happily: "Hello, Sister Momo, have you asked me for help? My uncle is willing to take some time to listen to me, my junior, talk a few words."

"Little kid, my surname is Xiong." A low and steady male voice came from the other end of the phone: "You want to talk to me, right?"

I was stunned for a few seconds, and my heartbeat suddenly began to speed up, and I smiled with a knot in my speech: "Yes, Uncle Xiong, I have some very important things I want to talk to you in person, if you have time..."

He interrupted me and said, "I remember there is a Tianhe Square near the Toulang Hotel. Half an hour later, we will meet near the fountain near the square. I have limited time. You'd better start preparing to chat with me later. I must rest assured by the doctor's instructions before 10 o'clock."

"Okay, no problem..." I agreed repeatedly.

After the call, I looked at my phone. It was already 8:30 now. He asked me to meet in half an hour, which means I only had more than an hour to talk to him, which did not include the time it took for someone to go home.

"Damn it, I'm a little too anxious and can't find my own pace." I patted my forehead and muttered.

From the moment I answered the phone, my nervousness had directly put myself in the perspective of the lower-ranking person, and then unconsciously followed the rhythm of Lao Xiong, so that before we officially met, I had actually lost half the money.

After taking a few deep breaths, I reminded myself in my heart that I can’t make any mistakes in the next meeting, otherwise even if I barely reach an agreement with Lao Xiong, I will have to talk to him shortly in the future and must open my head.

Not long after, I arrived at the "Tianhe Square" near the hotel. I sat next to the fountain without hesitation, quietly waiting for the arrival of the old bear while looking through my phone.

Time flies, and in a blink of an eye it is past nine o'clock in the evening. I stood up, rub my numb butt for a few times, and looked around with my head raised, but I never saw a figure suspected to be an old bear. I was a little anxious at the moment.

It’s ashamed to say that I have been in Yangcheng for so long, but I really don’t know a few of those incumbent masters. In the past, Liu Bosheng was doing the work of turning around relationships. After Duan Lei joined the gang, he and Zhang Xingyu were operating. So I only stayed in the impression of Lao Xiong in a few times.

At this moment, an old man carrying a bird cage like a walk was standing in front of me with his hands behind his back, with a plain smile: "Young man, you can calm down. I have turned around the third round from you, and you have never raised your head. No wonder they say that all of your generation are head-down people."

I subconsciously raised my head and stood up like an electric shock in an instant, laughing unnaturally: "Are you Uncle Xiong?"

This old man gave me a special feeling. He looked not too old, but the majestic temperament that emanated from the inside out obviously needs to be settled for a long time. Wearing a white half-sleeved shirt, it looks particularly clean and steady.

His hair was black and white, neatly combed behind his head, thick eyebrows, square nose, and a common type of body and size that were neither fat nor thin. The only thing that attracted attention was his dark eyes, which were not like the turbid appearance that people of this age should have. Instead, he looked like a young man, shining with a cold light like an eagle.

The old man naturally sat next to me, while "tsk tsk" teasing the yellow bird in the bird cage, while speaking casually at me: "Haha... If you have anything to say, I'm ready to wash up during this period of time. I'm old and I can't afford to be with you young people."

After staring at him for a few seconds, I took a deep breath and said, "Okay, because you have limited time, then I will only say a few words. First, I want to join you, and second, I think I have the ability to deal with Chang Fei and Deng Guoqiang."

"Oh?" Hearing my straightforward opening, the old man finally had a little reaction that he should have when chatting. He gently moved the bird cage away, raised his head and looked at me and smiled: "Why are you?"

"With my passion and half of my bitter bile, my blood is not cold, and my heart is not stopped. Although my courage is there, it is full of bitterness. Chang Fei and Deng Guoqiang are not the soil that I can rely on for my life." I bit my mouth and said in a daze: "I don't ask you to place a bet now. You can wait for me to stabilize the situation and then buy me to win. My appeal is simpler. If I luckily survive this disaster, you can just show me 50% of the enthusiasm for Tianyu Group."

Lao Xiong spoke with interest: "Haha, since you know that I have a good relationship with Tianyu Group, why do you still want to come to me?"

"Friendship is about living people, and I personally think you have done your best to Tianyu Group. I have never thought through it before. Chang Fei and I were sure to win at that time, how did the three brothers of the Guo family leave Yangcheng successfully? During this period, I suddenly realized that there must be a tycoon who is higher than Chang Fei's rank behind them to protect them from the wind and rain." I sucked my nose twice and said, "So I want to change to your subordinates."

"Why?" Lao Xiong asked me again as if he had amnesia.
Chapter completed!