Supreme Psychology - Chapter 561 Raising a Child is a Reasonable Thing

"The country cannot be without a king for a day, and the family cannot be without a master for a day. Since Wang Sen's physical condition is no longer suitable for continuing to lead our Axe Gang, then the brothers will recommend it. The min master elects a qualified gang leader to continue to lead us." A veteran shouted loudly. In fact, he also wanted to be the gang leader and enjoy it, but he still knew how much he had. Just make a fortune in silence. Leave the matter of grabbing power to those restless short mules!

As soon as these words were said, the people shocked everyone. The first one to jump out was Xu Ji, who had the worst reputation. Given that he shamelessly voted for himself during the last vote and was ridiculed by his colleagues, some people who were flirting with him even gave him a nickname, "Power Commander". Yes, he is indeed "Power Commander".

There was a booing sound in the crowd, and Ma Yong also wanted to run for the gang leader, but after thinking about it, he sat down. Liu Meng beside him stood up and smiled at him, "Brother Ma, aren't you going to try your luck?"

"I know my own abilities. I won't compete with you." Ma Yong said with a wry smile. Liu Meng wants to run for the election? This matter is indeed beyond his expectations. I didn't realize that this kid is still full of ambitions!

Liu Meng smiled and walked to the stage, grabbed the microphone and started the campaign speech. As soon as he said, he was really surprised by the group of short mules. The proposal of the veterans to elect the new leader was very sudden, and suddenly many people didn't have time to prepare. After Liu Meng came on stage, he made a long speech and quoted widely. With his good eloquence and unobstructed logic, he completed a perfect campaign speech.

"This kid has planned it long ago." Sun Ting leaned on the chair with his arms held back, narrowed his eyes slightly, and quietly pressed the recording button of the eavesdropping qi, looking coldly at everything that happened in front of him. No wonder Brother Sen asked me to pay attention to my own people. There was indeed a problem among this group of people.

Only Sun Ting knows the true situation of Wang Sen best. He is also the only member of the Axe Gang that Wang Sen met in the past two days. Sun Ting felt a little incredible about Wang Sen's trust. He and I didn't even say ten words. Why did he trust me so much?

"Because you are a caring person." Wang Sen smiled at Liu Wanzi, who was sticking to Sun Ting like rubber candy, "You are willing to protect a little girl you have never met before. From this we can see that you are a good person who values ​​love and friendship."

"I'm not a good person." Sun Ting stood up and left after saying this, but Wang Sen's words always lingered in his ears, giving him a little warmth in his cold heart.

Everyone present gave Liu Meng a warm applause to Liu Meng's speech. Liu Meng waved to everyone emotionally and said in a sad tone, "Everyone knows that Brother Tie Xuan and I are friends of life and death. His death makes me very heartbroken. Here I swear to everyone that I will find out the real murderer who killed Brother Tie Xuan and tear him to pieces to comfort the elder brother's spirit in the sky!"

"Wow!" Everyone in the audience responded with thunderous applause. Liu Meng was very satisfied with this situation of unity. Isn't this exactly what he wanted?

Sun Ting quietly stood up, slipped out of the venue, found a house, and passed the recorded audio information to Wang Sen. Then he went home and closed his eyes and rested. After a few days, no more than three days, Wang Sen would tell him what to do.

When Wang Sen heard this recording, he first found it ridiculous. Liu Meng's speech was similar to Hitler's passionateness, but he only learned the essence but did not learn the essence of the head of state.

"Speech is about creating an atmosphere of inspiration. The people are impulsive and simple, and are easily influenced by the surrounding fanatic forces. In a fanatical atmosphere, the most rational people will also get hot and enter a hysterical madness." Wang Sen learned all these things in college. For a time, he admired speakers who can make the people crazy, whether it is Martin Luther King, Kennedy, or Nazi head of state Hitler.

"It's time to take medicine, my great speaker." Tang Wanrong smiled and brought a bowl of black Chinese medicine soup and handed it to him. Wang Sen couldn't help but retching twice. What he feared the most was this thing.

"Will you eat it later?" Wang Sen said in a pleading tone. Tang Wanrong nodded, put the bowl on the coffee table, peeled an apple for Wang Sen and stuffed it into his mouth, "I have good news to tell you."

Seeing her mysterious look, Wang Sen naturally thought in a certain direction in his mind, holding Tang Wanrong's soft little hand, with a rippling smile on his face, "What good news, can't it be...you have it?"

Tang Wanrong's face turned red, he pinched his arm and accidentally touched the wound. Wang Sen couldn't help but take a breath. Tang Wanrong hurriedly pressed the wound to stop the pain and said angrily, "Yes, you are a big-headed ghost! I'm talking about serious things."

"Isn't it a serious matter to support children?" Wang Sen made a fuss. Tang Wanrong's face turned red, but he didn't argue with him. "This morning, Xiao Jiannan's South China Group decided to inject 500 million into our group to jointly build Fangmagou Tin Mine. You know, that small mine can't use so much investment, so I think he is just to help us overcome the difficulties in the near future."

When Wang Sen heard this news, his anxious heart finally eased a little. The 500 million yuan investment could basically make the company's operations run. If it was operated properly, it could quickly get rid of the financial crisis. Wang Sen finally breathed a sigh of relief. His psychic energy was exchanged for 500 million yuan, which was considered a sure profit.

"In this way, the company's capital crisis will basically be solved!" Wang Sen asked, and Tang Wanrong smiled and said, "That's right. The day before yesterday, the steel and cement boards that had been falling sharply showed a strong rebound. The stocks we bought at the bottom doubled the price. In this way, we can get another 200 million yuan in funding, and there are basically no major problems in the capital chain now."

Wang Sen owed his butt, stood up and stretched his muscles and bones. His body without psychic energy was like an empty shell, and his whole body was so soft that he couldn't hold any effort. Wang Sen sighed and sat down again, "Since your troubles have been solved, I'm happy too."

"My worries aren't you?" Tang Wanrong smiled and hurriedly helped Wang Sen to sit back on the sofa, poured a cup of brown sugar water for him to drink. Wang Sen looked at the charred brown sugar water and couldn't help swallowing, "Girl, I just put some blood on my confinement period. Is it a bit of a big deal for you to drink this?"

Tang Wanrong angrily said, staring at Wang Sen and drank the brown sugar water, took the cup with both hands and placed it on the coffee table, "I suspect Chen Yi has a backup plan. Her Pan Asia Group is not small in scale, ranking in the top 500 in the world's top 500 manufacturing industries. For us, it is a huge existence. It is as simple as strangling an ant."

"You have confidence." Wang Sen leaned on Tang Wanrong's shoulder, greedily sucking the faint fragrance emitted from the depths of her skin. Tang Wanrong gently stroked his tough face, slowly closed his eyes and enjoyed the quiet atmosphere. Suddenly, Wang Sen struggled to get up, shook off his slippers and walked towards the door.

"Hey, are you sleeping stupidly?" Tang Wanrong squatted down and held Wang Sen's feet and put her shoes on. Her movements were very light, afraid of touching her dear man.

"Go out and come back soon." Wang Sen smiled at Tang Wanrong while tied his shoelaces. Tang Wanrong frowned, "You are still very dizzy now and can't go out and walk around casually. Where are you going? I'll accompany you."

"Okay." When Wang Sen straightened his waist, a strong sense of dizziness rushed straight into his brain, and he had to compromise and agree with Tang Wanrong's opinion.

The car drove rapidly on the busy streets and headed straight to the city museum in the north of the city, where it treasured several Buddha statues and Guanyin statues passed down from the Northern Wei Dynasty. Originally, there was no such a long-standing antique in the history of the Northeast, but recently a company specially created such an exhibition to expand its publicity.

This antique that is full of thousands of years has countless spiritual powers. The spiritual energy of countless good men and women is blessed to the Buddha statues. Therefore, the Buddha statues have not left too many traces by time. On the contrary, the glazed statues shine, which seems to emit thousands of golden lights, demonstrating the greatness of Buddhism.

Wang Sen and Tang Wanrong came to the venue hand in hand. When Wang Sen stepped into the venue with one foot, he felt a powerful spiritual energy coming towards him, which made his spirit excited.

"The psychic energy here is like the sea." Rhea said happily, "Master, put your hand on the Buddha statue quickly, I am ready to start absorbing it."

"Slow down." Wang Sen glanced at him and saw a young man in a black plaid shirt sitting next to a statue of Sakyamuni. He was wearing a pair of gold-rimmed glasses, his face was dull and listless, but his eyes were filled with a strong hatred, and the cold light flashed, as if he was ready to choose someone to eat.

"Yes, it's Song Ziyou." Tang Wanrong hid behind Wang Sen in fear. Didn't this pervert betrayed by someone? Why did he appear here again? Could it be that he recovered so soon?

Song Ziyou also saw Wang Sen. He pulled out a cigarette from his shirt and was about to light the fire. A service lady in pink Hanfu came over and gently signaled that he should not smoke here. Song Ziyou angrily threw the cigarette to the ground, pushed the wheelchair with both hands to Wang Sen, with a vicious smile on her face, "Mr. Wang, I didn't expect that we will meet again here!"

"It's Mr. Song! Hello, hello," Wang Sen endured a burst of intense dizziness and forced himself to cheer up. He held Song Ziyou's hand with a spring breeze on his face and waved it twice, "Your Master Song is so good recently? By the way, your injury is not serious? Haha!"
Chapter completed!