"Brother Shen, do you need so much steel for this conference? You actually approached Jiangzhou Steel King Liao Yuan to negotiate?" Shen Weiming said.
"This conference will be closed, and the surroundings will be sealed with steel structures. If possible, it is best to put a thick steel plate on the outside. Firstly, it can be held secretly and not be detected by the outside world. Secondly, ancient The fights in the Wumen sect are no ordinary fights, everyone is a master of internal energy, even the transformation masters are not uncommon!"
"For such a fight, if the surrounding area is not wrapped with steel that is strong enough, the audience may be injured!"
"Furthermore, the competition venue is several thousand square meters, so it naturally requires a large amount of steel and ferrous metals to be consumed!"
After hearing this, everyone nodded and secretly marveled that this competition was really grand!
"But Brother Shen, as far as I know, steel now only costs several thousand yuan per ton. Just now I heard Liao Yuan say that you need several thousand tons of steel, which will cost at least tens of millions. The money we have assisted It's not enough to put them all in!" Shen Weiming said: "Besides, there are subsequent manual costs, which are even more expensive! Your Eagle Claw Door is going to bleed heavily this time!"
"Hahaha!" Shen Zhengyi said with a smile: "For the development of the martial arts world, it doesn't matter if you spend more money!"
Everyone gave a thumbs up.
"The Eagle Claw Sect is indeed the number one sect in Jiangnan Province, so majestic!"
"The little money we provide for assistance is really a drop in the bucket!"
"The Eagle Claw Gate has to carry the banner!"
...
However, Shen Zhengyi had a sly smile on his lips.
He just said it sounded nice, but in fact, he had already made a plan in his heart.
He had already told his subordinates who were negotiating the contract with Liao Yuan tonight that he would intimidate Liao Yuan tonight, using the development of the martial arts world as an excuse to make Liao Yuan give away all the steel materials for free.
If he disagrees, the tournament will give his company a prominent advertising space as compensation.
If he doesn't agree, his wife and children will be tied up. If you don't believe it, he won't agree.
The reason why Shen Jiuzhou asked Shen Zhengyi to discuss these matters was because he knew that his nephew was very successful in the business world and was quite capable.
The martial arts tournament that was originally worth tens of millions could be held, but in Shen Zhengyi's hands, it was estimated that he could win it with just a few million.
Moreover, it was done with dignity and grace.
At this moment, the door of the box was pushed open, and a man supported Shen Yangchen and ran in in a panic.
"Master, it's not good, the young master was beaten!"
"ah?"
When Shen Weiming saw Shen Yangchen covered in blood, his eyebrows immediately stood up.
"Who dares to touch my son??"
"Master, that man is in the hall! I asked someone to keep an eye on him!" the subordinate said.
"You dare to deal such a harsh blow to my son, Shen Weiming, I don't want to live anymore!" Shen Weiming walked towards the door angrily: "Take me to see him, see if I don't kill him today!"
"Brother Shen!" Shen Zhengyi shouted.
"Brother Shen? What's wrong?" Shen Weiming asked.
Shen Zhengyi smiled slightly: "It's just children playing around. If you take action, don't kill anyone. After all, everyone is here today, so it won't end well!"
"I understand. I won't kill that guy today. If I do, I'll do it secretly another day!" Shen Weiming said.
"Um!"
Shen Zhengyi smiled slightly: "Come on, let's all stop worrying. Brother Shen will take action and no one can escape from his grasp. Come on, let's all continue drinking tea!"
Everyone regarded it as an interlude and took their minds back one after another to drink tea and chat with Shen Zhengyi.
Here, Shen Weiming and his disciples came to the lobby and saw that the general manager of Tianxiang Tower had arrived at this time and was asking Manager Liu in the lobby about the ins and outs of this matter.
Because few people dare to make trouble in Tianxiang Tower, and make it so fierce.
The General Manager must deal with this seriously.
Seeing Shen Weiming walking out of the big box at Tianzihao in an imposing manner, the chief manager hurriedly greeted him with a smile.
"Master Shen, you are here! I thought you were not here!" said the general manager.
"Huh, who hit my son? Come forward!" Shen Weiming ignored the chief manager and shouted to the hall.
Although Shen Weiming ignored the general manager, the general manager did not dare to complain at all.
After all, the boss of Tianxiang Tower has similar status to Shen Weiming. The general manager is just a part-time worker, and his status is too different from Shen Weiming's to dare to make mistakes.
At this time, Ye Qingyang's voice came: "I beat your son!"
"you?"
Shen Weiming looked at Ye Qingyang carefully and saw that Ye Qingyang had a green face, ordinary clothes and ordinary clothes, and his arrogance suddenly became more arrogant.
"Little Smash, come here, kneel down and apologize to my son, and then slap yourself a hundred times!"
Shen Weiming said coldly.
What he wants is not simple revenge, he wants torture.
Upon hearing this, the general manager knew that Shen Weiming was going to start a war, and hurriedly said to Manager Liu:
"Quickly ask people to close the door, and then ask all the guests on the first floor to hide on the second floor, and order everyone not to take pictures. If you cooperate, today the teahouse will give you a free pot of Biluochun, and invite the tea art oiran to do it for everyone for free. Perform tea art!”
"Okay, General Manager!" Manager Liu hurriedly followed the instructions.
At this time, Tang Yu suddenly said: "I beat him, why did you say you beat him?"
He took a step forward and came to Shen Weiming: "I beat him!"
"Who did it?" Shen Weiming shouted.
"The two of them are working together, one scolds the young master, and the other beats the young master!" said a subordinate on the side.
"Both of you, kneel down in front of me!" Shen Weiming shouted angrily.
"Why?" Tang Yu said: "He can't beat me, it's his problem, why should I kneel to you?"
Shen Weiming: "..."
"Are you kidding me? If I ask you to kneel, you have to kneel! I am Shen Weiming, and here today, I am God!" Shen Weiming was extremely arrogant.
What's more, with the Eagle Claw Sect behind him, he won't be afraid even if the most powerful person in Jiangzhou comes over.
So, in his mind, don't say you hit my son, even if you didn't, if I ask you to kneel, you must kneel to me unconditionally!
But Tang Yu said coldly: "Do you want to try my one-stop eighteen-style, 1088 non-discount package?"
"What the hell are you talking about? I won't destroy you today, but you don't know how many eyes Lord Ma has!"
Shen Weiming couldn't hold it in any longer and punched Tang Yu fiercely.
"Crack!"
Tang Yu reached out lightly and caught Shen Weiming's fist.
"Huh?"
Shen Weiming was stunned. His punch weighed several hundred kilograms, but it was easily received by the opponent?
An ominous premonition arose in his heart and he hurriedly pulled out his hand.
However, it was too late. Tang Yu's other arm was wrapped around Shen Weiming's arm like a snake. He said goodbye gently and shouted: "The old tree is rooted!"
