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Chapter 495: Three Money Transport Vehicles

Chapter 495 Three Money Transport Vehicles

Zhao Fengnian's old face turned pale. He had thought that his time was running out and was anxious to choose a successor.

None of the sons and grandsons know how to make money except for intrigue.

In desperation, he had to let his granddaughter take over.

Now that he has recovered his health, he has been staying in the villa every day these days and is feeling very bored.

I have wanted to visit the company several times to see the Fengnian Group, which he founded.

That was his life's work, and he wanted to see what it looked like now.

But when he first proposed going to the company, Yanyan persuaded him to stop. Yanyan was worried about his health and asked him to recuperate at home. Now he heard what his eldest son said.

His face was gloomy and his eyes became fierce, as if a volcano was about to erupt.

Zhao Mingfeng kept his eyes fixed on his father's face, observing his facial expressions and micro-expressions.

He was sure his father was angry.

He felt that the purpose of his visit had been achieved: "Dad, it's a shame that you have worked so hard all your life.

They are all making wedding dresses for others.

Hey~"

Zhao Fengnian stood up suddenly, picked up the teacup and threw it to the ground.

Click~

The teacup fell to the ground, shattering into porcelain fragments and spilling tea all over the floor.

Seeing this, Zhao Mingfeng knew that his father was angry, so he stood up and advised, "Dad, don't be angry. This kind of thing... it's a good thing that you know.

It's better than Fengnian Group being changed to Changqing Group without you knowing.

Better.”

Zhao Fengnian's dim old eyes suddenly became as sharp and ferocious as a hunting eagle.

He glared at Zhao Mingfeng and suddenly cursed: "You are not a good person either.

Do you think I don’t know what you are thinking!

Get out! "

Zhao Mingfeng shuddered with fear: "Dad, it's Ye Changqing who's targeting Fengnian Group.

I understand you're angry, but you don't have to take it out on me."

Zhao Fengnian had a sinister smile on his face: "As soon as you stick your butt out, I know what kind of shit you're pulling.

Playing tricks on me.

You are still too young.

Get out! "

Zhao Mingfeng realized that his father had seen through his thoughts, so he didn't dare to say anything more. He stood up and left in a hurry.

After leaving the villa, the car stopped on the side of the road and he took out his phone.

He called his psychiatrist, told him what had just happened, and then said with some concern, “My dad saw through my thoughts.

Why do I feel like I've shot myself in the foot?"

There was silence on the other end of the phone for a long time before the psychologist spoke: "You are wrong, Mr. Zhao is not angry with you.

He hated Ye Changqing's intentions and was dissatisfied with Zhao Qiuyan's actions.

They are just venting their anger towards you. The more angry they are at you, the more resentful they are towards you.

You have achieved your goal."

Zhao Mingfeng pondered the psychiatrist's words carefully, and the more he thought about it, the more he felt it made sense: "Thank you, I met you, just like Liu Bei met Zhuge Liang.

If I have the opportunity to lead Fengnian Group in the future.

I will never treat you unfairly."

Inside the villa.

Zhao Fengnian gradually calmed down, sat there alone, with a gloomy face and no words.

But the muscles on his face kept moving, sometimes his cheeks were tense, sometimes his facial muscles were twisted, and sometimes his eyes were cold.

The achievements of a lifetime of hard work will become someone else's.

He couldn't accept it.

He had a physical examination a few days ago and was recovering well, better than before he fell ill.

He consulted a doctor, who determined that based on a life expectancy of 99, he could still live for another years.

He had long been accustomed to the fact that a single sentence could get tens of thousands of people in the company to respond, and a single signature could mobilize tens of millions or even hundreds of millions of dollars in wealth.

During this period, it was quiet while recuperating.

It made him sit on pins and needles.

Now that he had received the news that the company was going to be taken away by Ye Changqing, he felt that he had to do something.

He narrowed his eyes slightly and stared into the void.

Thousands of thoughts flashed through my mind.

But I can't come up with a perfect strategy.

He became more and more agitated, pacing the room constantly, sometimes scratching his head, sometimes frowning in thought.

Suddenly, he stopped, his dim old eyes flashing with a sharp gaze like a blade, and he whispered softly: "There is a way!"

Another new day.

night.

In the yard, Ye Shun was lying on a recliner, fanning himself with a fan.

The wind blew on Lingling's tender face.

Lingling closed her eyes, looking very happy.

Seeing this, Ye Changqing smiled and said, "Dad, fan yourself.

Don't spoil her like this."

Ye Shun raised his eyebrows: "What do you know? Girls are delicate and can't stand the heat."

Liu Yulan also chimed in: "Are you Lingling's father?

How come you don’t feel sorry for your child?”

Ye Changqing was speechless. He shouldn't have spoken. He only said one sentence, and two people confronted him.

He wanted to go inside and turn on the air conditioner.

He turned this sentence over and over in his mouth several times, but he never said it out loud, because if he did, his parents would definitely say that the cold air from the air conditioner was bad for Lingling's health.

Easy to catch cold.

He simply said nothing and sat aside, watching his parents pamper their daughter.

This tranquility made him feel calm and happy.

drip~

Suddenly the phone beeped.

Ye Changqing took out his cell phone and took a look at it, with surprise in his eyes.

It turned out to be a message from Zhou Weisheng, the killer from the Accidental Building.

To deal with the Fang family in Tianshui City, he sent five assassins.

They were also the only five killers in the accident building. They completely eliminated the Fang family.

But the Fang family was not destroyed, so he asked Zhou Weisheng to stay in Tianshui City to keep an eye on the Fang family.

Now that Zhou Weisheng has sent a message, there must be something going on over there.

He replied directly with a message: "Did you find anything?"

Soon Zhou Weisheng sent a message: "I feel like the Fang family might make a big move.

Today, three cash transport trucks stopped at the Fang family home.

Money transport vehicle?

Three?

Ye Changqing was shocked when he heard this. Only when one armored car is full and still cannot carry more money would two more cars be needed.

How much money can a fully loaded car hold?

What about three?

After a moment's silence, he spoke again: "Have you found out what they did with their money?"

Zhou Weisheng quickly replied with a message: "A young man came to the Fang family these two days.

A very arrogant young man, with a big air, and seems to have a murderous aura about him, the kind that makes people feel uneasy.

If you are not a killer, you cannot feel that murderous aura.

I'm sure he's killed someone."

When Ye Changqing saw this message, his intuition was that Fang Chuanshi had hired someone to deal with him.

Probably someone from a killer organization like Yichuanglou or Ruyitang.

He suddenly became alert.

He absolutely did not want his parents and Lingling to face the hunting of the killer organization again.

The experience of the last time the assassin blocked the entrance to Shajing Village still haunted him. He sent another message: "Can you find out his identity?"

After waiting for a while, I received a message from Zhou Weisheng on my phone: “His identity is not clear at the moment.

But one thing is certain, he is not an ordinary person.

Fang Chuanshi bowed and nodded in front of him, very respectful.

He is definitely not an ordinary person.

Give me a day and I might be able to find out something."

Ye Changqing stared at the phone screen in silence.

Zhou Weisheng's information flashed through my mind.

Zhou Shengwei, 29 years old, meters tall, single, a food delivery driver.

Master of Pharmaceutical Chemistry, specializes in food poisoning.

unmarried.

There are four people in the family. Accidental building four-star killer.

Killing one person costs one million.

The information did not introduce Zhou Weisheng's network of relationships, and he didn't know how Zhou Weisheng investigated the information.

He held the phone in silence for a long time, then felt the need to find out more. His fingers quickly typed on the phone screen and quickly replied with a message: "How do you plan to investigate the identity of that young man?"