Chapter 1752 The Growth of Xi Shao

The XiPacific Insurance is sleeping and recuperating.

Although forty minutes have passed since the time of reading the will, and there are countless things that have worried him in the will, he did not spend time thinking. He just wanted to try his best to rest and recover as much as possible. Jin Dapeng's stab was expected, but the stabbed into the position was different from his imagination.

If he had not moved the vital points in time and covered the wound with his left hand, the Citabha Polygon would have become a hard corpse. Even so, he would have suffered injuries that would be difficult to recover for a while, which indirectly led to him being unable to deal with many things himself, which made him feel a little nervous.

He has always been a person who can distinguish between the seriousness of the seriousness, so despite being vigilant about potential dangers and will conditions, CESTA still did not devote his energy to meditation. He knew clearly that if he could not recover from his injuries as soon as possible, it would be meaningless no matter how meticulous he thought.

However, he had just slept for half an hour and was disturbed by the noise outside. The Citizens' Pope subconsciously stood by the window and saw Zhao Heng and Nan Chanting Buddha walking into the car and leaving. They were accompanied by Lawyer Yun, who had just counted the assets of the old house. It seemed that he was going to the law firm to go through the inheritance procedures.

"Everyone from all over the world is fame and fortune."

The Xitai Prefecture coughed gently, looked at Zhao Heng and his convoy leaving. He was angry that the latter ignored the disrespect of Xi's family, whose body was not cold. He had just read Xi's will, and Zhao Heng couldn't wait to go through the procedures. He also said that he was brothers and friends with Qiao Yuncai.

The Xitai Prefecture sneered at it and even shook his head with a little anger, sighing that Xi's old man was probably going to fail with the help of Zhao Heng to protect Ximen Qing. Such a huge property would definitely be fascinating, even Zhao Heng was no exception. Then he felt a little heartbroken: Why not himself?

Why isn’t the heir himself? Xitai Insurance, who is over 40 years old and has experienced many hardships, thinks that 60% of the equity and assets worth over one trillion yuan are a little unwilling. He believes that if he is the heir, he can lead the Western Division to the peak, and the three words Xitai Insurance will shine.

Why isn't the heir Qiao Yuncai? The Cyprus, who was disturbed by sleep, leaned back to bed, but it was difficult for him to close his eyes and calm down. If the heir was Qiao Yuncai, the Cyprus would still be sure to swallow up his huge property and then let himself go to Zhongnanhai with justification.

Unfortunately, Xibuluo created a huge obstacle. The old man made Zhao Heng the heir, which made wealth full of risks, but also made the Xitai Insurance feel that it was impossible to start. It was ten times more difficult to deal with Zhao Hengyuan than to plot against Ximen Qing. After all, there was a huge Zhao family behind Zhao Heng.

The West Pacific sighed in annoyance, and then closed his eyes gently.

"Director of the West, Mr. Xi is invited."

However, the Xitai Polygon, who was responsible for the position of office director, just squinted for more than ten minutes, was woken up by a Western guard knocking on the door, with a trembling expression. The Xitai Polygon always disliked being awakened by others when he was sleeping, so he even beat some of the guards who awakened him because of trivial matters.

So this time, when he was in full swing, he was suddenly awakened. The West Polygon's eyebrows were standing upside down for a moment, and his eyes were full of fierce light, which made the West Polygon's guard subconsciously retreat half a step away. The West Polygon wanted to get angry but remembered something, and the face that was almost furious calmed down.

Even between bowing and lifting, he squeezed out a little smile. Today is different from the past. He did not do anything wrong in the past and was at a high position. It is nothing great for the CESCO to get angry, but now he is the decisive Zhao Heng, who is the heir. He must suppress his temperament:

"What's the matter with me?"

"Young Master Xi is welcome, I want to talk to you alone!"

The guard of the Western Division replied respectfully: "He is waiting for you in the study." His tone of speech was as monotonous and respectful as usual, but the content almost caused the Xitai Polytechnic almost to slide from the bed to the ground. Ximen Qing wanted to see him? What did this guy who was denied his inheritance do with him?

Is it because Zhao Heng was unhappy that he had to discuss it with his cousin? After all, he and he were both victims of wills. He had to leave West China and China to obtain the will money. Qiao Yuncai had to last until he was thirty years old, which almost meant he had no chance to inherit.

After all, who can assert that what happened twelve years later? Moreover, this period of time was enough for Zhao Heng to slowly embezzle the property of the Western Group, so Ximen Qing came to discuss countermeasures with him. This should be the case! At this moment, the West Pacific Insurance could be said to be mixed with emotion, and with a hint of joy.

He really had too many questions about Ximen Qing’s invitation.

He stood up without saying a word, covering his abdominal wound, and even forgot to wear a mink coat. He put on white cloth shoes and walked out of the bedroom with a cane. The cold wind was like water, the sun was like a knife, and the cold dew that had not yet dissipated dripping from the slightly yellow leaves.

The sound of water droplets falling from the lake was like swords being unsheathed. The coldness of winter became more and more obvious. At this moment, the Nippon Pope stopped his footsteps. The cold wind blew the leaves and rustled like a low voice, which made him suddenly feel the meaning of conspiracy and some danger.

In front of the study room, which is the main site of the Western System Machinery Centre, the door of the study is like a monster with a bloody mouth opened in the eyes of the Western System at this moment, revealing a palpitations. The Western System Bit bit his lips and suddenly turned around. He stared at the Western System bodyguard, and his whole body skills were gathered for a moment:

"Is Mr. Xi really invited me?"

The Xitai Pope pinched out two silver needles without notice in his left hand, and his expression was extremely cold: "Who else has passed? Or, who is there inside?" He looked at the Western guards sharply and added lightly: "Where is Young Master Heng and Young Master Nan? Wouldn't the Western Master invite them to come?"

The Xitai Po's eyes stared at the closed study door ahead, fearing that there would be any loss or neglect, as if he wanted to find out or prove something from it. However, he was disappointed. The eyes of the study were like a pool of stagnant water, without any ups and downs, and it was impossible to see the depth.

The bodyguard of the West maintained respect on his face and replied clearly: "There is no one else, Mr. Xi just wants to chat with you. Seeing that he looks very distressed, he seems to be struggling with something. Heng Shao and Nan Shao went to Yun Law Firm. Heng Shao is preparing to handle the procedures to inherit the property of Mr. Xi today."

Everything is no different from your own guess.

The Xitai Polytechnic was relieved, but he still said, "Oh, go and call Darong Dahua Daguo Dagui over, and say I need them to serve him." These are four close friends who followed the Xitai Polytechnic Polytechnic Polytechnic Polytechnic Polytechnic Polytechnic Polytechnic Polytechnic Polytechnic Polytechnic Polytechnic Polytechnic Polytechnic Polytechnic Polytechnic Polytechnic Polytechnic Polytechnic Polytechnic Polytechnic Polytechnic Polytechnic Polytechnic Polytechnic Polytechnic Polytechnic Polytechnic Polytechnic Polytechnic Polytechnic Polytechnic Polytechnic Polytechnic Polytechnic Polytechnic Polytechnic Polytechnic Polytechnic Polytechnic Polytechnic Polytechnic Polytechnic Polytechnic Polytechnic Polytechnic Polytechnic Polytechnic Polytechnic Polytechnic Polytechnic Polytechnic Polytechnic Polytechnic Polytechnic Polytechnic Polytechnic Polytechnic Polytechnic Polytechnic Polytechnic Polytechnic Polytechnic Polytechnic Polytechnic Polytechnic Polytechnic Polytechnic Polytechnic Polytechnic Polytechnic Polytechnic Polytechnic Polytechnic Polytechnic Polytechnic Polytechnic Polytechnic Polytechnic Polytechnic Polytechnic Polytechnic Polytechnic Polytechnic Polytechnic Polytechnic Polytechnic Polytechnic Polytechnic Polytechnic Polytechnic Polytechnic Polytechnic Polytechnic Polytechnic Polytechnic Polytechnic Polytechnic Polytechnic Polytechnic Polytechnic Polytechnic Polytechnic Polytechnic Polytechnic Polytechnic Polytechnic Polytechnic Polytechnic Polytechnic Polytechnic Polytechnic Polytechnic Polytechnic Polytechnic Polytech

The Western-style bodyguard turned around without any hesitation and called for four people to go. This made the Sita Pope feel funny about his suspicious behavior. He was really too suspicious. If Ximen Qing really had evidence to deal with him, how could he wait until now?

Without evidence, what courage does Ximen Qing and Zhao Heng have to move themselves? After figuring out this festival, the CPC went without waiting for the arrival of four confidants. She covered her wounds and walked for dozens of meters before pushing open the door of the study and walked in. She shook her steps and walked three times, but she was struggling but approached her destination.

This situation is just like his personality.

The Xitai Polytechnic walked into the study and saw that the study was immersed in the darkness. Only on the wide desk was a lamp like a bean. Ximen Qing sat on the chair with a contemplative expression. His fat face was soaked in the slightly yellow jumping light. The Xijia boy looked much thinner and more mature.

Although Ximen Qing's expression was a little haggard, his deep eyes were still bright. What's more, as the Siberian Polygon approached, his eyes raised to the Siberian Polygon, which made the latter suddenly feel a nearly suffocating fear. The eyes were so similar.

It reminds the West Pacific that the West is not falling.

"Why are you betraying grandpa?"

Ximen Qing suddenly raised his chubby head, and a low voice suddenly rang out at this moment, with a sharp piercing through the darkness. The tone, even the same as the tone of Xibuluo's speech in the past, was not a testimony, but a judgment, and an unquestionable judgment.

In the darkness, Ximen Qing was like the sharpest sword, suddenly stabbing into the throat of Xitaibao: "Cousin, why do you betray grandpa? Who gave you more than 200 billion mines? Do you want to kill me? In this way, you can take over the West Family?"

Ximen Qing has faded away his youthfulness and tenderness, and only has the majesty of condescending heights:
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