The cheongsam beauty becomes a god after the end of the law

Outside the Pang family's manor, He Chongtian drove and arrived with agarwood.

Pang Wenkui's body had been cremated, and He Chongtian watched with his own eyes as the body was pushed into the incinerator.

There are still some black and white elegiac couplets and wreaths in the manor that have not been cleaned up.

When Chen Xiangyin came here last time, he remembered that there were many bodyguards in the yard, which could be described as being heavily guarded.

This time, there were only two or three bodyguards left. Some spring flowers bloomed in the manor, and the ornamental trees also sprouted buds. Without the previous barrier of death, it was full of life.

After entering, the housekeeper led the two of them to the living room.

As soon as Chen Xiangyin entered the door, he first saw Pang Xianshun sitting at the other end of the conference table. He happened to look at her and his eyes settled.

Pang Xianshun stood up and nodded in greeting, "Miss Shen is here too."

Chen Xiang even laughed, "Where is the bathroom?"

The housekeeper led the way, and Chen Xiang led him out of the living room, leaving He Chongtian, Pang Xianshun and Qi Yan.

Pang Xianshun spoke first: "He Chongtian, I asked you to meet because I want to talk about the subsequent development of Qinglong Group."

He Chongtian nodded and said nothing.

Pang Xianshun lowered his head and pinched his eyebrows, with a worried look on his face: "After my grandfather passed away, I was sick for a few days, and I'm not afraid of your jokes."

Pang Xianshun raised his face and looked at He Chongtian: "When the old man was here before, I thought I was a junior, a child, and safe. Now... I am the only one left in the Pang family."

"My condolences." Crane leaned back, leaning his broad shoulders into the chair, sitting crookedly, not paying much attention to Pang Xianshun's thoughts.

"Master Pang has been taking over the group's business for more than a month, are you still used to it?"

As far as He Chongtian knew, during his absence for more than a month, Pang Wenkui arranged a 28-day devil's training camp for his precious grandson to become the chairman of the board.

I can't wait for him to have immediate access to all the business of everyone inside and outside the group.

On the surface, Pang Xianshun did not dare to disobey, but privately he complained endlessly, crying many times and wanting to go back abroad.

Pang Xianshun smiled bitterly: "What people should do and what they want to do are not always consistent. I believe you are the same."

He Chongtian's originally lazy posture suddenly froze. Why did he feel that after more than a month, Pang Xianshun's speech was different? He had really grown up?

Pang Xianshun went on to say: "My grandfather's death gave me a big blow. Once the horse dies and the gold is gone, my relatives are like strangers."

The tip of He Chongtian's tongue passed the tip of his teeth: "Master Pang, if you have anything to say, you might as well say it directly."

"I need you to help me." Pang Xianshun's eyes turned red: "Many people around me told me openly and secretly to be wary of you, and even suggested that I probe your words to know what ambition is. But I think that the least You are the one who should be guarded against."

He Chongtian narrowed his eyes, Pang Xianshun's words surprised him.

Pang Xianshun: "He Chongtian, your ability is an indisputable fact. You followed my grandfather for five years and rose to where you are today. He is a bole and you are a good horse."

Being compared to a horse, Crane looked displeased.

Pang Xianshun quickly said with a smile: "And I am that ignorant childish dog who needs your support and help."

"I know that the position of principal should have been yours, but it fell into my hands by accident. Yu Li, I should have the sense to return it to you, but..."

He soared to the sky and lowered his deep eyes, as if he wanted to see through Pang Xianshun.

Pang Xianshun looked away when he stared at him: "But Yu Qing, this is my grandfather's trust in me. I am the only descendant of the third generation of the Pang family, and I don't want to disobey my grandfather's wishes."

"Cranes soar into the sky, and trees attract the wind. If you really become a dragon head, it may not be a good thing."

"The real power of the group is in your hands, and you and I are not enemies."

He Chongtian heard the implication of Pang Xianshun's intention to make him the regent.

"I have no intention of fighting for power." That's weird.

A slightly innocent smile appeared on Pang Xianshun's face: "Of course, you don't need to compete with anyone. You are the proud son of heaven who is blessed by nature."

He Chongtian was so praised by him, but he noticed something fishy.

Pang Xianshun's attitude and changes today are worthy of scrutiny.

Does he really want He Chongtian to let him go and protect him as a puppet?

Or is it that he just wants to temporarily stabilize He Chongtian and prevent him from killing him with a big blow, as a delaying strategy?

No matter what the intention is, Pang Xianshun's scheming is obvious, and it is not as easy to deal with as he thought before.

He Chongtian straightened his expression, "There are no big problems with the ecological operation of the group. The problems left over from the past are not difficult to solve. You can leave the staffing job to me."

He knows that he who wins people wins power.

"Okay!" Pang Xianshun nodded repeatedly, seeming very happy that He Chongtian agreed to help him, "But if it's not difficult to solve, why don't you leave it to me to solve it?"

He Chongtian raised his eyebrows slightly, his eyes fixed on Pang Xianshun's face. When he saw him, he immediately smiled happily and said, "I also want to do something...I don't want others to say that what I said is too unpleasant."

He Chongtian thought for a moment and found out that Pang Wenkui's shareholding ratio in the group was much greater than that of He Chongtian, and now all these shares were in the hands of Pang Xianshun.

Unless he gives up or throws it out himself, He Chongtian won't be sure to win them all if he tries hard now.

He had other more important things to do, and he couldn't care less about competing for the top spot in the Qinglong Group.

No matter what Pang Xianshun's plan is, it would be better to stabilize the current situation.

"It's not urgent." He Chongtian replied.

"There's one more thing." Pang Xianshun sounded a little timid.

"I heard that there was a murder case in Biluo Ancient Town a few days ago. A bun seller seemed to have a close relationship with Miss Shen..."

He Chongtian's face darkened, and he turned the ring on his index finger.

Intellectually speaking, Du Hongqiu has nothing to do with him.

He Chongtian has always been ruthless. This incident has nothing to lose to him and has no impact on the subsequent progress. However, it is the most difficult and annoying thing at the moment.

Chu Jinglun had been at Pang's house the night before he killed Du Hongqiu. I wonder how much Pang Xianshun knew about this matter.

Although he is useless, he is Pang Wenkui's grandson after all.

He Chongtian: "Yes, he was led by Agarwood...My relative, you have seen the murderer."

"Me?" Pang Xianshun was surprised.

"Chu Jinglun, I stayed in your manor the whole night before the incident happened."

Pang Xianshun suddenly realized: "Really? What does it look like? After my grandfather's funeral, many people from other places came to express their condolences, and many of them arranged to live in the manor."

"Really, but this Chu Jinglun and your grandfather are not very close."

Pang Xianshun looked nervous: "Why did he come to live in my house? Have you found out?"

He Chongtian did not answer his question directly, "Master Pang, what kind of person do you think Master Gao Tian is?"

Pang Xianshun shrugged: "I know you have a problem with him, eh? Why hasn't Miss Shen come back when she went to the bathroom? Can't something happen to her?"

He Chongtian heard that Pang Xianshun did not answer directly, but changed the subject and lowered his tone, "Master Pang, it is really not me you should be wary of now. If I were Master Gao Tian, ​​there are a hundred ways to use you to steal the Pang family's property. Put it in your pocket and you won’t notice it.”

Perhaps He Chongtian's tone was too gloomy, and Pang Xianshun was agitated.

"No, don't scare me... My grandfather gave him a severance package and found someone to send him back to his hometown."

He Chongtian was stunned, "Go back to your hometown?"

Pang Xianshun: "Yes, the flight that night when you went to the teahouse should have left."