Rural Shennong

Liu Meng asked: "Boss, what if the Holy Church continues to recruit and expand penetration?"

A cold murderous look flashed in Chen Ping's eyes: "Don't worry about it, let them infiltrate."

"The more infiltrated they are, the more they're exposed."

"When we close the net, I will make Shengjiao pay the heaviest price, even if the stall of the Four Seasons Supermarket is temporarily smashed, I will not hesitate!"

After leaving the technical department, Chen Ping entered the minister's office and put the information on the desk in front of Lei Jialan: "Have you understood the situation?"

Lei Jialan rubbed her brows wearily: "I understand everything, the situation is more serious than I imagined."

"Husband, according to my research with several colleagues from the security team, we believe that the Holy Cult is very likely to be in collusion with the Holy Court of Light."

Chen Ping sat on the boss chair and held Lei Jialan in his arms: "Oh? How did you analyze it?"

Lei Jialan put her arms around Chen Ping's neck and said, "You fell out with the Holy Court of Light in Europe. There are news about you in China, but the public opinion media doesn't report much."

"But when you held an event in the Gallic Triumph City, two people died, and when it caused a scandal, many domestic media and public opinion suddenly publicized it, causing a huge disturbance among the people."

"What followed was a wave of resignations from various industries in the Chen Group."

"It was at that stage that the holy religion began to infiltrate on a large scale."

"If the Holy Cult didn't have any preliminary preparations, how could they seize such a good opportunity, and they couldn't mobilize so many people in a hurry."

"Me and the detective team don't think it's a coincidence."

Chen Ping chuckled softly: "It's not surprising that they are a nest of snakes and rats, and they smell like each other. They are united to deal with me."

"I should also thank them for helping me so much!"

Lei Jialan asked suspiciously, "Oh? How did they help you?"

Chen Ping explained: "The expansion of the group in the past two years has been too fast, the quality of the personnel is uneven, and the loyalty to the enterprise cannot stand the test."

"Some of the employees who joined during the group's development period came because of the group's high benefits and high treatment."

"The Shengjiao and the Holy Court of Light joined forces to make such a fuss, which just helped the group cleanse a group of employees who are not firm in their will and have no sense of belonging to the group."

"Employees who can join the group when the group is in distress are either my die-hard fans, or the people with evil intentions."

"I'll draw a timeline for you. Counting from the day I went to Europe, all employees who join the group after that, no matter which subsidiary they are in or what their positions are, must be thoroughly checked by me."

"If the resources are insufficient, let the intelligence center of Tianshengzong and Luo Qianyi cooperate."

Although the establishment of the Supervision Department has not been made public yet, Chen Ping does not want to hide it from the group's confidants and senior management.

Lin Yuru, Miao Runlian, Liu Yixin, Lei Qiaoxi, Hua Biao, Duan Peilong and others all received private notification from Chen Ping.

Chen Ping asked them to cooperate with the investigation of the Ministry of Supervision as much as possible.

The others are not under any pressure, only Liu Yixin is uneasy.

She made an overseas call to Chen Ping.

"Ping, or I'll go back and sit in the town myself."

"I am also very responsible for the trouble in the supermarket to this extent."

Chen Ping comforted: "It's not your fault. If you were in the country, the people below wouldn't dare to behave like this."

"Don't come back, lest you startle the snake."

"Wait for me to set up the big net here, and then you come back and catch all these scumbags in one go!"

The chaos in Four Seasons Supermarket continued, and word of mouth inevitably declined.

Some news media also had some relevant reports, but they were quickly suppressed.

In the headquarters of the Holy Cult deep in the Daheng Mountains, Zhao Jielong walked up and down the hall with his hands behind his back: "No, there must be something wrong!"

"Although Liu Yixin is not in China, Chen Ping has already returned. Didn't he hear any news?"

The second elder, Mo Xi, stroked his beard and said, "Master Shengzi, as long as there is any news about the Four Seasons Supermarket from the outside world, we will take immediate action to suppress the public opinion."

"The scale of the Chen Group is so large, and Chen Ping is still busy with the matters of Tianshengzong and Tianshengwu University. How can he have the time to ask about the operation of a subsidiary."

"Are you worrying too much?"

Zhao Jielong frowned more and more tightly: "No, you don't know Chen Ping."

"This person's heart is as delicate as silk, very insidious and cunning."

"I suspect that he may have discovered the abnormality in the Four Seasons Supermarket, and may even have secretly laid a big net."

Having said that, Zhao Jielong stopped in his tracks, turned around and asked, "How many people have we invested in the Four Seasons Supermarket?"

Mo Xi replied: "Currently there are eight trainee elders, 35 Dharma protectors, more than [-] core congregants, and more than [-] peripheral congregants."

Zhao Jielong took a deep breath: "Why are there so many? Didn't I tell you before, don't continue to invest in people?"

He suffered several losses in Chen Ping's hands, and he was quite afraid of Chen Ping.

After Chen Ping came back, he talked with the second elder, Mo Xi, and asked him to wait and see what happened, and not to send any more people.

But in less than half a month, the manpower invested by the Holy Cult has more than doubled than before, almost reaching two-thirds of the total power of the Holy Cult in the secular world.

Before Mo Xi could answer, a hoarse female voice came from outside the door: "I made the decision."

Seeing that it was Xia Houming, Zhao Jielong and Mo Xi hurriedly bowed and saluted, and greeted in unison: "Meet the Holy King!"

Xia Houming, who was wearing a pink and simple long dress, walked to the main seat and sat down firmly, raised her phoenix eyes and glanced at Zhao Jielong: "Jielong, you are too timid, have you been defeated by that kid surnamed Chen several times?" Li, are you afraid of being beaten by him?"

Zhao Jielong clasped his hands and said, "Holy King, I'm not afraid of Chen Ping, but I'm worried that he has discovered our Holy Cult's plan."

Xia Houming said disdainfully: "So what if you find out?"

"Even if he kills all those ants, it doesn't matter."

"As long as Ji Su and I survive, the Holy Church will not fall."

Zhao Jielong cursed in his heart, you don't care, but I do, I don't want the heritage accumulated by the Holy Cult over the years to be ruined by you two old bastards.

"Reporting to the Holy King, although those ants are too strong to be reused, they can also collect resources for the two Holy Kings and help the Holy King's magical power to go further."

"It would be a pity if the sacrifice was for nothing!"

Xia Houming said coldly: "It's not your fault."

"If you didn't spend a lot of resources while Ji Su and I were sleeping, would you need those ants to take risks?"

Zhao Jielong "Plop!" He knelt down on the ground with his forehead pressed to the ground, pouted his buttocks like a slave and said, "The Holy King clearly sees that my son of heaven is very weak, far from being as talented as you, Holy King. If you don't use some crooked methods, you will not be able to cultivate to a high level."

"Then I, the Son of Heaven, have a reputation and no cultivation, so it's hard to convince the crowd, and I can't lead the congregation to do their best to serve you!"