The Peerless God of War of the Female President

When Fang Fang heard the words 'the 19th floor', his face turned pale instantly, and he asked in a trembling voice, "So... there really is such a place?! Who are you?!"

"When you get there, you will naturally know who I am."

After Yang Chen finished speaking calmly, he walked up to the policeman's ear and said something in a low voice. The policeman's expression suddenly changed, he stood at attention and saluted Yang Chen.

"Yes, I understand!"

A team of police officers and staff from various departments quickly sealed up the store, sealed the door, and put everyone in handcuffs and put them in a police car.

The tourists boarded the special car sent by the tourism department of Jianmen City and returned to the city.

Su Mengqi was a little downhearted, and proposed to go back to the hotel to rest directly. Yang Chen didn't have much to say, and took the two girls back to the hotel.

As soon as she sat down on the sofa, the spider connected to Yang Chen through the holographic glasses.

"Boss, there are some situations that I think I need to report to you."

"Oh? What is it that makes our Eagle's Nest Steward feel troublesome?"

"It's not about Eagle's Nest, but about your sect."

As soon as he heard about Zongmen, Yang Chen's expression immediately became serious, "What's the matter, it's actually related to Zongmen?"

"Look at this."

After the spider finished speaking, a text message appeared on Yang Chen's lens.

"Peng Shiwen, the head of the Peng family in Jianmen, had a sudden cerebral congestion yesterday night, and is currently in a coma. Three hours after Peng Shiwen was admitted to the hospital, the Peng family held a board meeting overnight and suspended Peng Yin, the granddaughter of Peng Shiwen, as the acting chairman. Peng Shiwen is currently in charge. The second son, Peng Guowei, acts as the chairman of the board."

After Yang Chen finished reading, he couldn't help but frowned, and after pondering for a while, he said, "Okay, I got it."

After interrupting the connection with the spider, Su Mengqi saw Yang Chen's serious expression, and couldn't help asking with concern.Yang Chen told the two girls about the spider's information concisely.

After hearing this, Zuo Ran couldn't help but frowned, "Boss, as far as I know, Mr. Peng is a retired elder of the sect with outstanding achievements. I didn't expect such a thing to happen to his family after he fell ill."

Yang Chen said with a solemn expression: "Mr. Peng is a righteous man. Back then, he announced his withdrawal from the sect in a high-profile way. In fact, there was something else hidden. Everyone was grateful for this matter from the country to the sect. I didn't expect his descendants to be unfilial. This incident I can't leave it alone."

"Then, shall we go and see?"

"You wait for me at the hotel first, and I will make a decision after I go to find out the situation,"

"Well, go and come back quickly, we will wait for you."

"it is good."

After Yang Chen left the hotel, he took a taxi directly and came to Peng's house in the old town of Jianmen City.

At this time, the parking lot in front of the gate of the Peng family compound was already full of various famous cars, and there were even many media interview cars at the gate, as if they were waiting for the Peng family to reveal the news of Mr. Peng Shiwen's death.

After getting off the car, Yang Chen tidied up his clothes, and walked directly to the gate of Peng's house.

"Private estate, sir, please stay."

A middle-aged man in his 40s, wearing a butler uniform, blocked Yang Chen's way.

Yang Chen took out a black business card with a golden edge from his pocket, and handed it over.

"Sect disciples, I'm here to visit Mr. Peng."

When the butler saw this special business card, his eyes couldn't help changing, but soon he showed a look of distress, "I'm really sorry, sir, our old man has ordered that all disciples of the sect will not be seen, please go back!"

Yang Chen frowned slightly, looked at the butler and said, "What's the butler's name?"

"Miangui's surname is Gao."

Yang Chen Weiwei nodded, "I came to Jianmen to pay respects to the old man three years ago. I remember the housekeeper at that time was called Peng Hua."

"Oh, Uncle Hua is too old and has already retired."

Yang Chen took a deep look at Butler Hu, and said, "How long has it been since you retired?"

The senior executive said with a sneer: "It's inconvenient to disclose this. Although our old man doesn't see the disciples of the sect, I appreciate your kindness for him. Please come back!"

Yang Chen took back the business card, then took out another business card, and handed it over.

"The vice chairman of Linhai Yang Group, Yang Chen, is here to meet the old man."

Hearing the name Yang Chen, the executives couldn't help but startled for a moment. After looking Yang Chen up and down, they quickly put on a smiley face and said, "Mr. Yang, please forgive my blindness. I couldn't recognize you. I'm really sorry!"

"It's okay, can I go in now?"

"this--"

The butler faltered for a long time, then shook his head and said, "Mr. Yang, I'm really sorry. Our old man is very sick now and he is still unconscious. Even if you go in, he can't see you. Why don't you wait for him to wake up?" , shall I contact you again?"

Yang Chen nodded expressionlessly, "What disease is the old man suffering from, can you tell me about it?"

"This... the doctor said it was a sudden cerebral hemorrhage."

Yang Chen didn't speak, took back the business card again, took out another one from his pocket and handed it to the butler.

"Honorary Secretary-General of the Xia Country Association of Traditional Chinese Medicine——Yang Chen."

"I'm a Chinese medicine doctor. I can diagnose the old man's condition. Can you let me in now?"

"This one……"

The smile on the senior executive's face obviously became a little stiff, and he said in a low voice: "On behalf of the entire Peng family, I would like to thank Mr. Yang for his concern for our old man, but our chairman has invited a senior medical team in country M, and it will be here soon. , so it is not convenient for other doctors to participate in diagnosis and treatment.”

Yang Chen's brows couldn't help but frowned, and he asked in a deep voice: "You mean, the old man fell into a coma last night, so there hasn't been a doctor to treat him yet?"

"This...the diagnosis and treatment are naturally available, but our medical level in Jianmen is limited, so it is just to maintain the condition and prevent it from getting worse..."

Yang Chen took a deep breath, and suppressed the anger in his heart: "Master, you let me in, I won't treat the old man, I just take a look at him, is that okay?"

"Mr. Yang, don't embarrass me. I am a servant, and I really can't be the master!"

"Okay, then tell me, who can be the master, I'll go find him!"

"Boss Yang—"

At this moment, a double-door convertible sports car stopped in front of the gate after a few bangs of the engine.

As soon as the executive saw the sports car, he trotted up to meet him, nodded and bowed to the young man who was driving, and said, "Master, you are here!"

Holding the steering wheel with one hand, the young man raised his chin and asked arrogantly, "What's the matter? What's the matter with so many people blocking our door?"

"Uh, young master, some are the media's interview vehicles, and some are here to visit the old man when they hear that the old man is ill. I'm sorry that they all ran away."

The young man asked impatiently: "I said Gao Song, do you not understand the situation? Do you know why you were promoted to be the housekeeper?"

"I know, it's the master who is sympathetic—"

"My sister! The reason why I let you be the butler is because my dad thinks you are an obedient and good dog, you know? You are doing well now, the butler's bench has not been warmed up yet, and he has started to make decisions for himself, right? "

"Master, that's not what I mean, it's just—"

"Go, go, I'm too lazy to listen to your nonsense! Hurry up and drive these people away, what's the matter with blocking my door? I don't know what happened to our house!"

"Yes, yes, I'll go!"

As soon as the executive turned around, he saw Yang Chen walking over, and hurriedly went up to him and gave him wild winks, motioning for Yang Chen to leave.

However, Yang Chen turned a blind eye to the senior executive's wink, and walked directly in front of the sports car.

"Hey! What the hell are you doing, why are you standing in front of my car? Don't die?!"

The executive hurriedly walked to Yang Chen's side, and said in a low voice: "President Yang, you go first, I beg you, don't smash my job!"

"Are you the grandson of the Peng family?"

"Hey! How the hell are you talking?!"

The young man took off the sunglasses on his face, leaned out half of his body, frowned and cursed: "You are the grandson!"

The butler Gao Song hurriedly whispered next to Yang Chen: "This is the only son of our chairman, Peng Shuang, who has been studying in the capital. He should have rushed back from the capital when he heard that the old man was ill!"

Yang Chen snorted coldly: "The old man fell ill last night, he just came back now, he is really a good and filial grandson!"