He took out the paper and pen, recorded the addresses reported by Zhou Jingzhe who was frowning slightly, handed the paper to Tang Ping of Chen Qingzhi, and reported the license plate of Xia He's foreign car and his mobile phone number: "Start at that car during the day, stare at that person at night, and call my phone if there is any situation. You can also call it as soon as possible at 2 o'clock in the morning. Pay special attention to whether he will contact a young man with long hair."

After saying that, Tang Ping threw the car key to Chen Qingzhi again. Chen Qingzhi did not say anything nonsense and turned around and left the villa. Soon the sound of the car starting came from outside.

While Fang Jie was very satisfied with this, she couldn't help but feel a little worried. Chen Qingzhi really shocked her. Even Tang Ping became a little mysterious and uncontrollable in her eyes. Can she control such two young people? Even if Mr. Wei Duan was still alive, he might not be able to do it, right?

When Fang Jie lowered her head and stared at the cup of Pu'er tea that Chen Qingzhi had not picked up on the tea table, he fell into deep thought, Zhou Jingzhe, who suddenly looked up, noticed a touch of playful smile on the face of Tang Ping, who was increasingly taking the initiative in the Wei family. He felt a little angry and embarrassed.

The next day, Wang Jiefang took Chen Xiangyao to the hospital for hemodialysis, and Chen Qingzhi and Tang Ping also came to the hospital one after another.

After the hemodialysis ended, Tang Ping took Chen Qingzhi and Chen Xiangyao's brother and sister to have dinner. After eating, drinking and chatting, Tang Ping said to Chen Qingzhi: "I can give it a try, maybe I hope it can be cured."

"Do you understand medical skills?" Chen Qingzhi looked at Tang Ping in surprise and spoke in a rare manner.

Tang Ping refused to say anything: "Try it, it won't make Xiang Yao's situation worse. I came from the mountains. In addition to hunting in the mountains, the most interesting thing is to think of the herbs in the mountains. I dare not say that I am a master of national medicine. At least I can help people with their health care."

Chen Qingzhi, who nodded gently, took the initiative to pour a glass of wine for Tang Ping, and Tang Ping also smiled and picked up the glass, touched Chen Qingzhi's glass, and then drank it all in one go.

Next, Tang Ping took on the job of treating Chen Xiangyao's illness and body conditioning. With his decent medical skills and the aid of spiritual energy in his eyes, there was really some effect. At least Chen Xiangyao's eyes, which were born invisible, could actually see some hazy things.

Chen Qingzhi, who knew that his sister's eyes began to improve, was naturally very surprised and became more convinced and serious about helping Tang Ping do things. As long as Tang Ping could really cure his sister, it would be fine even if he sold this life to Tang Ping.

A painted black BMW took an elegant track and parked in front of the extremely striking Qinghe Building in Jinling Chemical Industrial Park, followed by an Audi A6. Then, Fang Jie, who successfully replaced Wei Duangong with a series of iron-fisted methods, and Tang Ping, who took advantage of the Wei family's power to take over, and Chen Qingzhi, who was ready to work hard for Tang Ping.

Tang Ping's public identity is now the deputy manager of human resources at Qinghe Industrial Group headquarters. He is just a false position with a name. What he wants is not just this dispensable false position.

Today, Tang Ping and Chen Qingzhi are here to accompany Fang Jie to the board meeting of Qinghe Group. How easy is it to control such a large group?

Outside the conference room, Tang Ping, who had just answered a call from Xia Dongchuang, said that she was having her birthday today and invited her to visit her home, heard the sound of the documents inside falling to the ground. Fang Jie opened them with red eyes and lowered her head and said, "Fu Sheng, I'll go to the office to calm down. Don't let a bastard leave the conference room. Give me fifteen minutes, I'll be back soon."

"Aunt Fang, I'll help you watch them, and ensure that no one flies or rats can escape here," Tang Ping, who narrowed his eyes and said calmly. After Fang Jie left, he turned around and entered a noisy and laughing conference room. Under the gaze of a group of strange-looking elite business owners, he calmly sat in a position where only Wei Duan Gong could sit in the past.

He took out a pack of cigarettes, took out one and put it in his mouth, threw the pack of cigarettes onto the table, lit the cigarette, took a sip, and spit out a cigarette ring, then looked calmly across the people on both sides of the conference table: "No more nonsense, Master Wei respects me, and asked me to help take care of the people of the Wei family, everyone."

"I don't care about the others, who dares to bully anyone from the Wei family. No matter who he is, he can raise his hands and cut his tongue too much. Don't think that I'm scaring you, and don't think that there is only one Guo Culu in the Wei family who dares to do blood-bending and chop people. You are also old men who follow Mr. Wei, and you should know what Mr. Wei started his business. I guess some well-informed people should know why I came to Jinling because of them." Tang Ping, who was speaking in a hurry, ignored everyone's changing faces, as if he was talking about something very ordinary.

As he said that, Tang Ping, who had stood up, threw most of the cigarette in his hand into the water cup in front of a middle-aged man with a proud and glossy face, and then pulled out a dagger from his waist, which scared everyone to subconsciously sit up.

Sneak... The dagger easily pierced into the solid wood conference table and was nailed to death in front of the middle-aged man. Tang Ping, who pressed the handle of the dagger, turned his head and looked at the middle-aged man who was so scared that he staggered back and sat on the ground with a pale face. Then he smiled and said, "Don't worry, I'm not so stupid yet. I'm using a knife to kill people here, right?"

As he said that, Tang Ping, who glanced at the others with a smile, made everyone squeeze out a stiff smile with an unnaturally expression. Everyone was cursing the madman with a chill in their hearts.

Tang Ping, who was sitting on the ground, pulled out the dagger on the seat, pulled out the dagger, and then sneered: "Aunt Fang doesn't know you like you, do you really think you are the king of heaven? A group of people who are not fucked! I know, you can't get out for a while. Click directly, wait until Aunt Fang comes back below, anyway, I'm standing at the door, if he slaps the table once, I'll ruin someone. I think I'm scaring you, if you don't believe me, try it."

After saying that, Tang Ping, who put away the dagger, turned around and walked out with a light smile, leaving a group of terrified guys looking at each other, and the entire conference room was surprisingly quiet.

Soon, Fang Jie came back, but saw a group of silent men. She said she was timid in everything, but she still used a decoction to refuse to give a substantial reply.

Although Tang Ping's shock scared these guys, it would not have really turned them into docile and obedient little lambs. Those who could get into this conference room were all old foxes. Perhaps when they looked back, they would feel that Tang Ping was bluffing.

After all, Tang Ping can't really destroy them all, otherwise even if the entire Qinghe Group is not destroyed, it will be greatly damaged.

In the evening, Tang Ping drove alone to a finely decorated apartment residential community called Lijing Mingyuan. Although it was not a high-end community, Zhou Jingzhe's two-bedroom, two living rooms, more than 160 square meters of apartment was still luxurious.

There was no one else, except Zhou Jingzhe and Wei Dongchuang, only Tang Ping was the only one guest.
Chapter completed!