Chapter 2197 Emerald's Finger

When Lian Ying's face changed and wanted to stop it, Qian Tangjiang stepped forward and said, "Putting aside those things, what qualifications do you have to touch me? What achievements do you have to intimidate them? No! You can step on me because you have a great power behind you, and the Qian family is not as good as the Zhao family."

In the fun eyes of Zhao Heng and Nan chanting Buddha's name, Qian Tangjiang bounced the blood between his fingers: "So even though I was beaten tonight, I had to bow my head to compromise, but I was dissatisfied with one thousand and ten thousand in my heart. It's not that I am not as good as you, but that my previous generation lost."

"So you who are not as good as me, I will not accept it if you step on me tonight!"

Qian Tangjiang took a look at death as if he was ready to die, indicating that his defeat tonight was purely to surrender to Zhao, not Zhao Heng in front of him. This righteousness won many people nodding secretly. On the contrary, Zhao Heng was classified as the level of a bad young man who did evil deeds and his character was questioned.

Although An Xiaotian and the others were full of anger at Qian Tangjiang, they had to say that the guy had some tricks and knew how to change his concepts and win people's hearts. However, when he thought about it deeper, he felt relieved. This guy was not at all good. How could Nan Changshou and Jin Ge now value him?

"And the older generation?"

Zhao Heng curled a joke at the corner of his mouth, and looked at Qian Tangjiang and said coldly: "Qian Tangjiang, do you say that your father and the others will jump out of the coffin in anger when they hear you bastard? Without the wealth and reputation they have accumulated, can you Qian Tangjiang become the general manager of the Yellow River Group?"

As everyone pricked up their ears and listened, Zhao Heng smiled without comment: "It's still time to take office when they were in their thirties. Do you really think that you are gifted with a talent and can enjoy the treatment of the deputy ministerial level in one step? That's just left to you by your grandfather and father. Do you still blame them for not being able to do anything?"

"If I had known you were such a guy, he would have been afraid that he would have shot you on the wall."

When Qian Tangjiang's face was slightly embarrassed, Zhao Heng added lightly: "I have indeed enjoyed the benefits of the older generation, otherwise I would not be able to reach my current position and achievement. I have never denied this, but I really didn't rely on these things if I stepped on someone like you."

Zhao Heng looked at Qian Tangjiang and shook his head without comment. Nan Chanting Buddha pushed his glasses and stepped out. Looking at Qian Tangjiang who thought he was self-righteous, he spoke with a hint of disdain: "Qian Tangjiang, even if you take you and Heng Shao out of the shadow of the older generation, he will leave you alone."

Qian Tangjiang curled his lips: "Who can't blow it?"

Zhao Heng smiled faintly, without much dispute, Nan Chanting Buddha's name but bit the topic just now: "Qian Tangjiang, aren't you dissatisfied? Today I will beat you to Heng Shao and compare your fifty years with Heng Shao's twenty years to see if he is qualified to step on you."

While Qian Tangjiang was looking at Nan chanting Buddha's name coldly, Nan chanting Buddha's name was speaking word by word: "I won't talk about the incident of Heng Shao sneaking into the enemy's territory and sending information secretly, nor do I tell you that Heng Shao almost sold his wealth for the border military's food and grass," he said.

The whole audience became quiet invisibly, and Nan chanted Buddha's name to maintain a rainbow momentum: "I don't say that Young Master Heng found out the case of Dong Taibai, or that Young Master Heng destroyed the 60 A-level troops who attacked Xi Lao, or that Young Master Heng went to the Philippines to save the hostages."

"I won't mention Lee Tae-bai, Yin Po and even Park Tae-do's death."

Qian Tangjiang's face changed, and the surroundings were silent. Nan Chanting Buddha added lightly: "I only ask Chairman Qian one sentence, where were you when Heng Shao fought bloody battles with the State Guest Hotel? When Huayue fought, Heng Shao became the first soldier across the river, where were you?"

Everyone in the audience looked at Zhao Heng in shock, as if they didn't expect that this murderous devil had done so many things for China and sold so much life. An Xiaotian and the others also organized all the fragmentary memories with the reminder of Nan chanting Buddha. Zhao Heng could afford the four words "national hero".

Qian Tangjiang bit inadvertently, and he regretted that he had forced himself to stand up. He should have known Zhao Heng's contribution to China, but the media deliberately or unintentionally eliminated it, making him feel that Zhao Heng had no achievements. Now, when he mentioned it, Qian Tangjiang immediately knew that he was going to lose another game.

In the silence of the whole audience, Nan Chanting Buddha did not give up: "In the years you have taken office, have you donated a bridge? Have you built a road? No! Over the years, all the money has been in your hands and has not been released. You even use the warring people of the two countries to work together to make a fortune in the national crisis."

"The electricity price that was raised during the war ten years ago has not dropped yet."

Nan chanting Buddha's name directly poked Qian Tangjiang's pain point, without giving him any affection: "One time three points, how many billions a year, you know in your heart that you have turned all the people's love for China into your own interests. Qian Tangjiang, do you think Heng Shao is qualified to step on you?"

"What are you comparing with Heng Shao?"

As Nan Chanting Buddha continued to ask questions, many of the surrounding eyes of Zhao Heng's frightened eyes gradually became solemn. Even the backbone of the Southern System, who was above the top, showed unprecedented appreciation. It is understandable that a man who was born and died for the country and stood firm in the sky, no matter how cruel he was, he was able to kill.

Because, he has China in his heart!

Qian Tangjiang sighed softly, he lost! He lost completely! Lian Ying knew that the matter had become serious and his efforts had almost been wasted. He rushed to Qian Tangjiang and instead of the latter, he spoke to Zhao Heng and the others: "Young Master Heng, Young Master Nan, Qian Tangjiang was convinced."

"Please also ask Mr. Heng, Mr. Nan, to give his wife some face!"

Lian Ying bowed to Zhao Heng in great humility and dealt with the matter with all his strength. Zhao Heng ignored Lian Ying's words and just looked at Qian Tangjiang and smiled coldly: "Since Chairman Qian is convinced, then I should show some sincerity, otherwise how could I know if he is still dissatisfied?"

Qian Tangjiang was no longer as tough as before. He was destroyed by Nan's Buddha's name and destroyed the remaining superiority. He acted like a dead pig was not afraid of boiling water. He patted the blood and wine on his body, raised his chest and looked at Zhao Heng and said, "I wonder what kind of sincerity is considered in the eyes of Nan Young Master?"

Zhao Heng looked at his emerald: "Broken the fingers wearing the ring."

At this moment, he looked at everyone's eyes like a dagger that was unsheathed, flashing with a cold light. Everyone was stunned. Not only because of Zhao Heng's conditions, but also because of the indifference expressed by that sentence, and the indifferent arrogance in Zhao Heng's expression at this moment.

"Qian Tangjiang, show your courage!"

Zhao Heng said lightly: "Let me know you are convinced."

Lian Ying wanted to say something but finally lost his thoughts. He even lost his idea of ​​holding the phone to send reinforcements to Prince Jin. He could see that Zhao Heng had to ask for Qian Tangjiang's finger, so he didn't want to waste his mercy. Maybe he would break his whole hand and involve himself.

Besides, he also hoped that Qian Tangjiang would cut off his finger. Recently, this guy relied on Prince Jin's valuation and did not respect him, the chief executive. When he called just now, he still used a roar tone. Without involving personal safety, it would be a good thing to let Qian Tangjiang learn some lesson.

Everyone around also fell silent, looking at Qian Tangjiang and Zhao Heng with complex eyes. Qian Tangjiang subconsciously aimed at his fingers. The slender fingers and emerald matched the eyes, but at this moment they fell into Qian Tangjiang's eyes, they couldn't help but feel heartbroken, angry but helpless.

"Today, I admit it!"

Qian Tangjiang forced a smile, but his pale face was quite ugly. When he was about to ask for a knife from his confidant, Jia Lan had already pulled out the dagger and threw it on the table. The blade was sharp and flashed with a glimmer of light: "Chairman Qian, I dare not take action, I can help!"

Qian Tangjiang took a deep breath: "No, I will do it myself!"

How can I not get some self-esteem if I was slapped in the face? The next second, Qian Tangjiang roared and directed the knife to his hand. The blade was sharp enough, so he broke the slender finger with one knife. Qian Tangjiang groaned and held back the pain howling,

Emeralds, fingers, and blood, and strong visual conflicts.

When Qian Tangjiang struggled to hold the dagger, Zhao Heng looked at the dense crowd outside again: "Jia Lan, I brought people to surround Yongfu Tower. Tonight, it is related to Mr. Qian. Those who came to help me will cut off my finger. If you want to find me Zhao Heng, you must have the awareness of seeing the blood."

Zhao Heng had a little bit of Lian Ying: "Including you!"

The whole audience was completely silent.

PS: The ninth update hits, continue to call for a few flowers.
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