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The two brothers of the Xie family went out one after the other, Xie Wengu walked in front, with a sullen face, thinking about something.Xie Wenting walked behind slowly, his eyes were dull, and his fingers moved lightly.

If you observe carefully, you can find that every step he takes is precisely on Xie Wengu's footprints.

Like a ghost.

The light in the corridor is a warm yellow color, but the two of them walking in the corridor silently felt a bit cold.

Until Xie Wengu stopped at a door and looked back at Xie Wenting, "Why are you following me?"

Xie Wenting still looked unhurried, pointed to the inside of the door, and said softly, "Gu, don't you invite me in for a sit down."

Xie Wengu narrowed his eyes, carefully looked left and right, and made an opening, "Come in."

"Drink a glass of water." Xie Wenting seemed to think it was his own room, poured a glass of water for Xie Wengu, poured another glass for himself, and took a sip slowly, "Tell me, what is the effect of that medicine?"

Xie Wengu sat down and stared at him sullenly, "Why should I tell you?"

"Just because I can save you now," Xie Wenting's eyes were dull, like a robot, but the words that came out of his mouth were chilling, "Where Xie Zhengbang is standing, you don't know. You have long been a Abandoned."

Xie Wengu sneered, and was not at all surprised that Xie Wenting called Xie Zhengbang's name directly, "I know he likes Xie Wenfei. I don't have a cub. I raise Xie Wenfei as my own cub. I doubt that Xie Wenfei is his offspring. As for me, "There was a touch of weakness and bitterness on his face, which looked extremely incongruous with those aggressive hanging eyes. "I have long been disgusted by him."

"So you have to tell me what the medicine does." Xie Wenting narrowed his eyes slowly, turning the cup in his hand, and asked slowly, "Will Lin Qingqian die?"

"The whole body is paralyzed." Xie Wengu took out a small bottle the size of a little finger from his pocket, which contained white powder. "This bottle will kill people, but I will control the amount."

"It's very interesting. Are you really going to do what Xie Zhengbang said?" Xie Wenting smiled, "Do you really think it's the right decision for the Xie family and the Lin family to tear each other apart?"

Taking 15% of the shares was the Xie family's bottom line, but Lin Zhiyin and Lin Qingqian did not accept it.

It's just that this association has really hit the Xie family's pain point and challenged the Xie family's authority.

If the Xie family really didn't take this train, the decline would be predictable, and economic analysis is not even needed, only the analysis of the historical cycle is enough. How can a dynasty always be at its peak?

In fact, as the mainland's economy takes off, the Xie family's decline is inevitable.Nowadays, the juniors of the Xie family have more or less been to the mainland to live and study, but they have recognized the reality. On the contrary, they are the second generation, born in the most glorious era of the Xie family, and have not experienced the first generation full of hands The bloody primitive accumulation of capital has never experienced the feeling of the third generation falling from the altar. The Xie family has touched a little bit of the dirty things in the dark corners before the whitewashing, so they still hold on to the filth, dreaming of the glory of the past years.

Xie Wengu shook his head.

He used to deal with Lin Zhiyin in the business world. He tried his best to prepare for a full-strength attack, but he was dismissed lightly by that person, and he even pulled him down "Xie Family Junior No. 1" status.Otherwise, how could Xie Wenfei compete with him?

Lin Zhiyin is an existence that he dare not think about, dare not challenge.His pride was smashed to pieces by Lin Zhiyin in that year's battle.

People have both fear and respect for creatures that shatter their self-confidence.And Xie Wengu became more crazy and stubborn towards Lin Zhiyin.

"Listen," Xie Wenting didn't want to know what Xie Wengu was thinking about, but casually said to him as if giving orders, "Fuck Lin Qingqian, you're not much better yourself, the crazy Lin Zhiyin will directly put You are sent to prison..."

"It's just the crime of intentional injury, I didn't die, at most ten years," Xie Wengu interrupted Xie Wenting, irritable and stern, "Besides, we are in Xiangjiang, according to Xiangjiang's regulations, I will be able to come out after five years."

"Xie Zhengbang is right. The biggest flaw and fatal flaw of the Lin family is that they don't have a second heir to choose, Song Qingyue? That child is not suitable for business at all. As long as Lin Qingqian is abolished, Lin Zhiyin and the Lin family will The madness is only a flash in the pan, how long can it last? Her health is not good, I am in prison, and sooner or later I will kill her."

Xie Wenting looked at him as if looking at an idiot, "Lin Zhiyin will send you to prison for intentional injury? Those big cakes you painted were protected by Xie's family and called 'financial innovation'. They were abandoned by Xie's family and then Lin Zhiyin Zhiyin's attention is called 'financial crime', not to mention whether Xie Zhengbang will take the initiative to provide evidence to Lin Zhiyin, is your ass really clean? The mainland only held a meeting a few months ago to discuss this The matter is the top priority, and relevant trends must be referred to internally. The relevant departments have enough ammunition to sharpen their knives and are worrying about no targets. Do you think they will kill chickens to warn monkeys? Besides, aside from financial crimes, is it difficult to send you in with espionage crimes? Xiangjiang Ah, the spy capital of the world."

He looked at the downcast Xie Wengu, "You should know very well that if you are sent to prison, Xie Zhengbang will be able to magnificently promote Xie Wenfei to the position. He can also hypocritically announce that he will break with the Lin family, and push the boat along with Lin." Is it difficult for someone who has a big enemy to take the position? Don't be fooled by someone and not know."

"Then what do you think we should do?" Diao Baiyan closed his eyes, and his voice was tired, "Xie Zhengbang's words are also reasonable. The Xie family must either be willing to be a younger brother, or completely close off their own one-acre three-point land. I don't want to be subservient to others." Next. And choose the latter, at least we have been brilliant in the world, and it will not be a problem to hold on for a while and gradually reform and turn slowly."

"Stupid," Xie Wenting seemed to have no emotion at all, "Xiangjiang is just a port, and it's trying to wrestle with the whole mainland with the power of one city? What's more, the mainland has such a large market share. If you don't want to be greedy, I'll be greedy again. If you don't fight for it , some people fight for it.”

"Then what are you going to do?" Xie Wengu almost collapsed.

In fact, he is not as smart and powerful as others imagined. All the disguises and achievements are taught by the man in front of him.

He adores him and hates him at the same time, longing to be away from him one day, but finds in panic that he can't do without him at all.

This person is the devil, how can he figure out the devil's thinking?

The corner of Xie Wenting's mouth curled up into a strange smile, "Of course we want to cooperate with Lin, not only must we cooperate, but we must cooperate willingly," he said slowly, like a poisonous snake in the dark, "If we want to stab someone in the back, or Hug him, or stand directly behind him."

He patiently taught Xie Wengu, "Xiangjiang is just a small place. It is impossible for the Xie family to be independent of the mainland market with Xiangjiang's share. If you want to resist that association, you must first join it."

"Aren't Lin and Luo's the same iron plate? So many small companies are really willing to be inferior to others and have no ambition at all? Instigate Lin's and Luo's internal strife, alienate their relationship with small businesses and small groups, and even drive a wedge between them and the government This is what we should do. The market in the mainland is in turmoil, the dog eats the dog in a mess, and our glory days are back!"

Xie Wenting opened his arms, pious and crazy, as if he was praying to someone.

The miserable moonlight shone on his pale face, and he was like a fanatic of Satan.

Xie Wen closed his eyes suddenly, "Tell me, what do you want me to do tomorrow?"

The corners of Xie Wenting's lips curled up, "You don't have to do anything, just chat with Lin Qingqian, and leave the rest to me." He shrugged comically, exaggerating and laughing like a clown, "Anyway, Xie Zhengbang has already let me I took the blame once, and I don’t care about carrying another one.”

"I see." Xie Wengu nodded.

"Give me the bottle." Xie Wenting held out his hand to him.

Xie Wengu looked at him quietly for a long time, until Xie Wenting showed an impatient expression on his face, and then he slowly handed the small bottle into his hand.

"Very good, good boy." Xie Wenting patted his head gently, as if praising a dog that has learned to sit down, shake hands and turn its belly.

He smiled and took the small bottle and put it in his pocket.

Xie Wengu watched him recover from madness to a dull look, touched his back, and broke out in a cold sweat.

He always felt that Xie Wenting was not a person, but a programmed machine, or a devil who returned from hell.

The devil returns, presumably for revenge.

His lips moved slightly, his expression struggled, as if he was about to make a decision.

Finally, he sighed dejectedly.

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Lin Zhiyin returned to her room, and as soon as Fang sat down, the phone rang suddenly.

She raised her hand and looked, her eyebrows furrowed into a ball.

It was an encrypted call with no number displayed on the phone.

She looked around, walked to the bathroom, turned on the sink and the bathroom faucet, and answered the phone.

"Hello. Who is this?"

"it's me."

On the opposite side was a hoarse and unhuman voice, who used a voice changer as soon as he heard it.

"You won't forget me, will you?"

Lin Zhiyin was just stunned for a moment, then smiled, "I didn't expect it to be you, why, can't bear it anymore?" She turned off the faucets in the sink and bathroom, opened the window, and looked at the moon outside the window.

"Why," came a hoarse and sharp voice from over there, "I'm here to remind you of one thing."

"Tell me." Lin Zhiyin leaned lazily by the pool.

"Xie Wengu will ask Lin Qingqian to go fishing tomorrow, so let her be careful."

The corners of Lin Zhiyin's lips curled up, "Who are you careful of?"

"...Be careful with Xie Wenting."

The author has something to say: I will take a day off tomorrow to see a doctor.