China is very big, so there are many circles in China, from the increasingly Western imperial skills to the storm of bad luck and then to the rising power theory. In fact, everyone is unwilling to be dragged into a large and small circle of gangs by life. Even if it is pure and clean like the ivory tower of the school, the small bedroom has interesting intrigues, let alone a magnificent imperial capital like Beijing.

Bai Yangxuan, who was in charge of the new princeling, followed by Helian Lanling, Sun Guanjing, Sun Yuanji of the Central Commission for Discipline Inspection, and Li Lingfeng, who was competing for the chairman of the China Financial Club with Helian Lanling and Zhou Xiaoling. In addition to Yan Dongliu and Zhuge Langjun, who was a pseudonym Lin Hui, and Zhou Xiaoling, who was the president of the Northern General Chamber of Commerce, almost all the core members of this princeling have arrived.

"Lingfeng, how long has it been since you were so embarrassed?" Bai Yangxuan joked. He knew that this person could climb to a very high position since he first met Li Lingfeng. He was different from the noble and conceited Yan Dongliu, and he was also different from Lin Hui, who had a family background. Li Lingfeng had a kind of ambition to look down on the world and stand at the top. He didn't like this, but he admired it very much.

"Ten years." Li Lingfeng said calmly. The instant collapse of the Qilin Society, the northern underworld building, made people see the toughness of the Southern Prince. With the end of the Dragon Gang and the Japanese underworld alliance, the princely party led by Ye Wudao also truly surfaced, revealing his hideous face.

"We no longer have the chess pieces and resources in the underworld that can threaten Ye Wudao. Are you sure to severely damage the Myth Group?" Bai Yangxuan was still strolling in the garden. When he walked outside the Great Hall of the People, his pace slowed down and he stared at the national emblem. He fell into deep thought.

"Yes. He Fengya of Oriental Group is my mentor. He Jieyu has had emotional entanglement with Ye Wudao recently. Therefore, the death battle with Myth Group is not our Fengyun Enterprise at that time, but Li Kaize, with Ye Wudao for the sake of that bitch, also expressed his support for this economic war. The thirteen sub-fields under the four pillar industries of Myth Group, including hotels, animation, real estate and electronics, will be attacked by us. Myth Group is also financing and listing recently. I have spoken with many investment institutions related to Myth. Even with Guan Yixue as a backing, I am confident that I will completely break the myth of the southern economic world!" Li Lingfeng nodded, his tone slow and steady, without the kind of spirit of young people, but he has been calm after storms.

"The price is not small." Helian Lanling smiled knowingly. Venture capitalists are all a group of truly blood-sucking leeches. Once they have the opportunity, they will never give up until they suck you all.

"Even if I start from scratch again, I will win." Li Lingfeng said lightly, this determination is unquestionable. He lost a lot in the love field, and in the underworld, he was even more like a stray dog ​​by Ye Wudao. So in business, he strongly respected him to not lose anymore, and he must win the game back!

"Actually, if you take a step back, it doesn't make much sense to think about it. Ye Wudao is not short of money. The reason why he created the Myth Group was to prove it to the old fox of the Ye family, or to the entire Ye family board of directors who had a skeptical attitude. In fact, today you, Ling Feng, the He Fengyadi Oriental Group on the surface, and the Hong Kong Kexun Group, which is not even familiar with you, and in fact Ye Wudao had won a long time ago. Even if the small chessboard you fought with Li Ling, he still won the game of chess on the big chessboard. Once the Ye family truly recognized him as his heir, at that time, Ye Wudao was truly a giant crocodile in the mall. After all, you are all chess pieces that were plotted." Bai Yangxuan smiled and asked Sun Guanjing for Zhongnanhai, which was sandwiched between the index finger and the middle finger but did not ignite it.

Li Lingfeng was silent. It was not that he couldn't see through it, but that he was known for his tolerance and could not swallow this breath. The playboy who was played with by himself three years ago is now rampant. This gap made Li Lingfeng angry. Women, the world, he watched it pass away from his hands. This pain was heart-wrenching.

"Li Lingfeng, if you can persuade Zhou Xiaoling to take action, you may not be defeated. Ye Wudao's methods are very clear. You, the bystander, are very clear about the people in the game. "Helian Lanling has already lost his mind. They are used to this phenomenon. Sun Guanjing. Bai Yangxuan is also happy to see his subordinates check and balance each other. Many people don't know why Bai Yangxuan did not unify the entire capital princeling. Some people say that he does not have the courage, but those with discerning eyes know that it is Bai Yangxuan who does not want to cross a boundary for the time being, a bottom limit that may be taboo to the central government.

"Helian Lanling, don't forget that I have more chips now. Ye Wudao has been invincible in this battle against the enemy, but I may not be the one who lost!" Li Lingfeng said a little angrily. Zhou Xiaoling, who Helian Lanling mentioned, is like Li Lingfeng, two aliens in the princeling party. They are both grassroots originated and rely on their amazing talents to climb to their current position. Zhou Xiaoling, who has walked closer to Yan Dongliu and the others, has given Li Lingfeng little shoes a lot.

"Woman, Ling Feng, Ling Feng, the most unreliable thing in the market is women. I feel that He Jieyu is unreliable. If you put the bet on her, I will not be optimistic about your bet."

Bai Yangxuan shook his head and said, the closer he got to the Hero Monument, the more his pace became. "As for Li Kaize, don't have hope for this person. Maybe he sang a bitter plan with Ye Wudao for you."

Li Lingfeng's face suddenly looked extremely ugly.

"He once told me that once a man is tied up by a woman, the world will be overshadowed. Ling Feng and Han Yun are good, but they are not worth your compensation for everything you have today. Don't forget that you are not only a man who is frustrated in love, but also a former leader of the northern underworld, and the founder of Fengyun Enterprise." Bai Yang sighed, staring at the Hero Monument standing in the night again across the street. Under the shock of the guard outside the Great Hall of the People, the guards who walked straight over the railing toward it. In the night, it seemed as if he could listen to its tragic sighs and shouts. Li Lingfeng and others also walked into the square.

Nangong Fenghua looked at Li Lingfeng who was chewing Bai Yangxuan's words carefully, feeling a little sad. He was as strong as he was so stretched to face the young man. This shows the horror of the young man in the south. It is said that looking at a man's strength depends on his opponent. This shows that the Ye family's son, who is also a Wen family tutor, is extraordinary.

"Ye Wudao is a man of great scheming, don't mess up first." Nangong Fenghua reminded in a low voice.

"I know, thank you Miss Nangong." Li Lingfeng said a little gratefully. Although everyone in their circle knew that Bai Yangxuan did not give Nangong Fenghua a single name, who was untainted by the mud, they all regarded her as their sister-in-law from the bottom of their hearts.

Nangong Fenghua smiled and shook her head, looking at Bai Yangxuan's thin back, her expression became colder. This handsome man has the glory above ten thousand people today. In addition to his own efforts, he also has his father who died for Deng Gong in the storm, his two uncles who died heroically in the Vietnam War, and his grandfather who died in the War of Liberation shortly after getting married.

Therefore, the Bai family is all widowed!

All the respect the Bai family has won today is well deserved.

"A leaf of duckweed returns to the sea." A playful and clear voice sounded on the side of the Hero Monument.

A group of people arrived slowly, and Ye Wudao was the leader!

Following closely behind is Yan Qingwu, the Yan family woman who just lost her father but is extremely strong.

Then there was Zhao Baokun, the demon king who became famous in Beijing with Ye Wudao, and then Li Zhenping and Xu Yuanqing.

The two gangs of people actually met unexpectedly in such places, and they had a feeling of being placed randomly by fate.

"It's true that there's no meeting in life."

Bai Yangxuan was not panicked at all when he saw Ye Wudao. On the contrary, he felt relieved. When Helian Lanling, Nangong Fenghua and others subconsciously stopped, only he still took three steps forward, proudly facing Ye Wudao with a cold eyes.

Bai Yangxuan is celebrating Ye Wudao.

Yan Qingwu vs. Nangong Fenghua.

Zhao Baokun, Li Zhenping and Xu Yuanqing were against Helian Lanling, Li Lingfeng, Pu Yuanji and Sun Guanjing.

They are really two luxurious lineups that seem to be evenly matched.

"Nangong Fenghua." Ye Wudao smiled, suddenly realized and relieved.

Nangong Fenghua's beautiful face could not hide the apology and guilt. This beauty plan designed by Bai Yangxuan was destined to be without suspense from the beginning.

"Why, aren't you afraid that I will kill you now?" Ye Wudao looked slightly and stared at the difficult person in front of him who was one of the ten most threats in Asia. It was this guy who made Zhao Shidao feel at ease to hand over the princelings. It was this guy who made a large group of very handsome men in the north willing to work for him. It was he who restrained so many rebellious young men like Cui Biao in the capital. Moreover, he also allowed him to witness a black bloody ambush on the Gemini Island.

Such people, get along with them quickly!

"Not afraid."

Bai Yangxuan's smile suddenly became brighter, "I'm really not afraid."

"The Prince of the Capital."

Ye Wudao recited this word that was gradually becoming more and more well-known to more and more ordinary people, and the corners of his mouth were curled up in an absolutely unkind arc.

"Do you know who is buried here?" Bai Yangxuan ignored Ye Wudao's cold hostility, turned around and raised his head, looking at the big words.

"Hero." Standing under the monument, Ye Wudao also restrained his violence and laziness. To be a bad person, he also needs to have his own bottom line.

"Where are we who are alive standing outside the monument?" Bai Yangxuan continued to ask.

Ye Wudao remained silent.

"A hero."

Bai Yangxuan narrowed his eyes and said, the strong wind in the north blew his hair, and he stood under the monument like a javelin, and he had a unique sense of righteousness.

“So we are alive.”
Chapter completed!