I have ten trillion licking dog gold

There is heaven.

Below are Suzhou and Hangzhou.

In early spring, big domestic entrepreneurs held a business event in Hexing Ancient Town as usual.

On the rippling blue waves of a black-covered boat, the fragrance of tea is lingering, and the well-known founder of Hippo, Bian Zaide, holds a cup of tea with a full face.

He is still dressed in the same way, sweat shirt and cloth shoes, simple and casual, not at all like a wealthy business tycoon, but like a carefree and carefree expert.

This may have something to do with his personality.

In contrast, the other people on the same boat are much more "orthodox", with majesty and bearing.

"Mr. Bian, I really envy you. You are so happy traveling around the mountains and rivers."

A big man smiled and sighed, the Mediterranean is funny, but being able to swim with the richest man who has been the richest man for many times is enough to show his status.

"Mr. Chang, you haven't figured it out yourself. You might as well give young people more opportunities. Maybe they won't let you down."

The Mediterranean boss with the surname Chang shook his head and sighed: "I'm just working hard, and I can't compare with you, so I can only envy you."

He holds a cup of tea.

There was also a business tycoon wearing glasses on the boat. He should be around forty years old. He should be the youngest on this boat. He sat cross-legged and kept silent, as if he was preoccupied.

"Mr. Yu, have some tea."

The big man named Chang Mediterranean poured a cup of tea and put it in front of him. Although he was much older in comparison, in the mall, seniority was never judged by age.

"Mr. Yu, Kangaroo delivered such a perfect answer to the market last year, why doesn't it seem happy?"

Bian Zaide also looked over.

The big man surnamed Mediterranean laughed without saying a word.

Relying on its monopoly dominance, Kangaroo's financial report last year was indeed quite outstanding, but you must know that it was last year.

At the beginning of this year, the kangaroo, which is the dominant player in the food delivery industry, suffered serious provocations, and now it has caused an uproar in the whole society. Who doesn't know?
Provocation may not be described accurately.

To be more precise, it should be due to encountering unprecedented severe challenges.

and.

Even more interesting.

In the takeaway track, kangaroos and hippos have also been rivals.

That's right.

Hippo’s also involved in the field of food delivery, but was defeated in previous confrontations.

After all, the Hippo Group's business scope is too wide, but the kangaroo is different.

The takeaway is an early adopter of the hippopotamus, but it is the main track of the kangaroo. The weight is different, and perhaps it is also doomed to the final result of the contest.

Although defeated, Hippo's food delivery platform is still operating normally, but under the pressure of kangaroos, it is still half dead.

Thinking of this, it's really interesting, but it's not surprising that there will inevitably be minor competition when doing business, especially when the business is big.

The Mediterranean tea is full of flavor.

"Boss Bian also said that it was last year, and this year's performance is not very good."

Yu Fen, the founder of Kangaroo, looked at the rippling river, seemingly not interested in tasting tea.

"The takeaway field is Yu Zong's back garden. Could it be that the Great Wall special delivery really makes Yu Zong feel the pressure?"

Bian Zaide asked with a smile.

Yu Fen glanced at him, smiled as well, and responded jokingly: "Don't tell me, it's indeed more stressful than comparing pictures with Mr. Bian back then."

Having reached this level, their stomachs are naturally comparable, Bian Zaide didn't take the little joke to heart at all.

Markets are like battlefields.

Victory or defeat is standard issue.

Occasionally losing once in a while is insignificant. A real famous general has to look at the overall situation.

"There is pressure to be motivated. If there is a pool of stagnant water, it will be boring."

A few ducks swam past the bow, adding a bit of vitality to this early spring.

"Mr. Yu, if you need help, please speak up as soon as possible. You are welcome."

Bian Zaide ignored the previous suspicions and was quite heroic.

"I think the two of you don't care about your family."

Mediterranean bigwigs make suggestions.

Although Hippo's takeaway department is tepid, if it is integrated with kangaroos, it can increase its strength more or less.

Bian Zaide also looked at Yu Fen with great interest, and seemed to agree with this suggestion.

"I'm struggling right now, so don't drag Mr. Bian down."

Yu Fen hardly thought much about it.

There is no free lunch in the world.

Although he won once before, just because of the difference in the main track does not mean that he is better than this well-known "predecessor".

His reputation has always been bad, and he is often dubbed a capitalist and a vampire, but the other party is regarded as a god in the eyes of countless people.

No matter how proud he is, he has to admit the other party's ability.

Asking God is easy to send God.

He wasn't so cornered that he needed to lure wolves into his house.

"It seems that Mr. Yu is still confident."

Bian Zaide nodded with a smile, and didn't bring up the topic again, "I really hope that Mr. Yu can get off to a good start, and this will also reduce some pressure on me."

The Mediterranean boss realized that the Great Wall Express not only competes with kangaroos today, but the main business behind it also directly overlaps with hippopotamuses.

"Yes, an enemy's enemy is a friend. I know that neither of you wants to bully the less with the more, but since the Great Wall doesn't mind, why don't you have a good chat."

The Mediterranean boss picked up the teapot lid.

Yu Fen said nothing.

Bian Zaide looked at the lake, smiled and said nothing.

Kyoto.

Racecourse.

Fang Jun, who finished two laps, tightened the reins, and his horse, the colorless Xuelong colt, raised its front hooves, hissing and howling.

Afterwards, another pure sweat horse came galloping, and then was strangled to stop.

"hiss……"

Dazzling and mighty.

Horses are more expensive toys than cars.

Just looking at the hair and physique, it must be easy to exchange these two horses for two luxury houses in Kyoto.

"You know I can't outrun you, but you don't know how to give way?"

"Going all out is the greatest respect for you Song Ge, and at the poker table, I have never seen Song Ge let me go."

Fang Jun got off his horse, and it seemed that he had been immersed in this way all year round, and he was quite fluent.

The trainer came over.

Fang Jun touched the Xuelong horse he had raised since he was a child, and immediately let the horse trainer lead him away.

Song Chaoge, who lost the game, stood up and dismounted, and his movements also showed the elegance of a wealthy family.

"Next time, let me ride your Xuelong horse, let's make some gestures."

It seems that he is not convinced by the result of defeat.

"Brother Song, your hard-earned BMW is imported from Turkmenistan. In terms of performance, it is even better than my Xuelong horse."

Fang Jun gave a meaningful reminder.

Song Chaoge smiled: "So, it's entirely a human problem?"

trackside.

Hu Die came over.

"Song Shao."

She greeted Song Chaoge.

Song Chaoge smiled slightly, and patted the slender and strong neck of the sweaty BMW, "No matter how good the horse is, it doesn't matter if the tacit understanding is not enough. You raised that snow dragon horse since childhood."

Still making excuses.

Fang Jun was about to continue teasing, but at this moment, something happened suddenly.

"hiss……"

The tall and mighty sweat-blooded BMW suddenly ran away, roaring and raised its front hooves, and stepped towards Song Chaoge who was stroking it.

Fang Jun's heart skipped a beat, and his expression changed suddenly.

"boom!"

Next.

An incredible scene happened.

In a split second, a slender beautiful leg was thrown horizontally and hit the running beast!

The purebred sweat-blooded BMW weighing more than [-] kilograms immediately flew out, fell on the track, rolled half a circle, neighed in pain, and didn't get up for a long time.

Hu Die retracted her feet.

Fang Jun was distracted, and immediately asked, "Brother Song, are you alright?"

Song Chaoge shook his head, calm in the face of danger, with an extraordinary bearing, and said to the woman who helped her: "Thank you.

Fang Jun tilted his head, looked at the blood-sweating BMW still lying sideways on the ground, and then looked at Hu Die, who was as if nothing had happened, his pupils dilated slightly, showing an uncontrollable look of surprise.

Although he knew that the other party had extraordinary skills, he didn't expect a woman to possess such violent explosive power.

"sharp."

He expressed his admiration.

Hu Die's face remained the same, as if it was just a matter of lifting a finger.

The staff of the racecourse rushed over in a panic.

"Take that beast back and teach it well."

A BMW of this level can be said to be priceless, and if it were obtained by an ordinary person, it might have to be cared for as an ancestor, but in Fang Jun's eyes, it is still just a beast.

The Sweaty BMW seemed to be seriously injured, unable to stand up again by itself, and finally the racecourse dispatched a trailer to transport it away.

Fang Jun withdrew his gaze, and couldn't stop glancing at the slender woman to sort out his mood.

"Didn't you go to Zhongjiang?"

Hu Die didn't speak.

Maybe it was because Song Chaoge was nearby.

"It's okay, just say it directly."

Fang Jun smiled.

"I was one step late."

Hu Die spoke quietly.

Fang Jun frowned slightly, "Run away? It's okay, they can't run away."

Under the whole world, could it be the king's land.

How could a pair of orphans and a widowed mother run away?

"Their mother and daughter were picked up by Lan Peizhi."

Hu Die explained concisely.

Fang Jun's loose eyebrows gathered again.

"Lan Peizhi? Did she go there in person?"

Hu Die nodded.

Fang Jun was silent for a moment, and said vaguely: "The face of the surname Jiang is really great."

"Luo Han is dead, and their mother and daughter won't have any influence, just let it go." Song Chaoge, who was almost hurt by a beast, said calmly, as if nothing had happened.

Fang Jun looked at him.

"Brother Song, you don't know something. Their mother and daughter are indeed irrelevant, but Luo Han's younger brother Luo Long is now missing, and his life or death is unknown."

Song Chaoge looked at him, and asked with a smile, "You want to snatch someone from Lan Peizhi?"

Fang Jun's face was uncertain, "I don't believe that Lan Peizhi will always protect the mother and daughter closely."

Song Chaoge glanced at Hu Die who had returned in vain.

The other party did not look at him.

"Of course it's impossible for Lan Peizhi to stay with them all the time, but he will definitely find a safe place for the mother and daughter."

Fang Jun's mouth twitched.

As if seeing his disdain, Song Chaoge reminded with a smile: "For example, send it to that mountain."

Hearing this, Fang Jun's pupils constricted, and his expression suddenly became a little stiff, obviously aware of the special nature of that mountain.

If this is the case, then his plan to hold Yu Hui's mother and daughter will be completely declared bankrupt.

As an actor, Hu Die must bear the main responsibility for this, but the strange thing is that Fang Jun didn't blame her, not even a reprimand.

"The one surnamed Jiang is really fraternal. If I knew about it, I should have done it earlier."

It's too late to say this now.

A wise man is bound to fail.

Although he was suspicious of Luo Han, before Luo Han's death, he didn't fully believe that the other party would really betray him.

"I know Jiang Chen quite well, and he is a rather... strange person."

Fang Jun looked over.

Maybe because he realized that his evaluation was rather weird, Song Chaoge smiled.

"What I mean is that he is not purely the so-called fraternity you mentioned. Just like the welfare benefits he led in this food delivery war, the starting point is also for himself."

"But some people just like this kind of character design."

Fang Jun answered the words with a hint.

Song Chaoge was noncommittal.

"...But since he sent the mother and daughter away, it proves that Luo Long might really be in his hands."

He stared at Fang Jun.

"How much does Luo Long know about you and Luo Han?"

Fang Jun was silent, not because he was unwilling to answer, but because he couldn't answer.

"...they are brothers."

He replied.

Song Chaoge nodded, expressing his understanding.

"What are you going to do next?"

Fang Jun was speechless again.

"You can't be led by the nose like this all the time, can you?" Song Chaoge said with a smile: "When the mother and daughter settle down, it's time for him to continue to make moves."

In terms of brains, Fang Jun is very clear that he is absolutely inferior to the opponent, otherwise he would not be defeated every time he plays cards.

"Brother Song, what do you think I should do?"

He finally couldn't hold back to ask for advice.

Song Chaoge thought about it, "It's definitely not the way to be so passive. You should turn passive into active."

"How?"

Fang Jun fully carried forward the glorious tradition of asking if you don't understand.

"Luo Han's dark history is too much to wash away. His death does not mean that all his sins can be brought into the soil. Instead of letting others reveal it, it is better for you to take the first step."

Song Chaoge said unhurriedly: "In this way, you can at least take the initiative, and at the same time, you can make Luo Long lose the opportunity to speak."

Fang Jun's eyes fluctuated, his brain was running fast, and Mao Sai suddenly realized.

Yes.

He originally thought that if Luo Han was dead, no one would pursue the criminal history of the Hanlong Group.

But that's not the case at all.

The one surnamed Jiang is definitely watching in the dark.

The dead can't speak, so they are the best keepers of secrets. At the same time, if you think about it from another angle, isn't it the best scapegoat?
"Brother Song, you are the one who is far-sighted."

Fang Jun showed admiration.

Song Chaoge didn't take it seriously, "Jiang Chen may have thought of all of what I think, so you still need to think carefully about how to do it."

Fang Jun frowned.

"But you'd better hurry up."

One last reminder, Song Chaoge stopped talking, glanced at the quiet Hu Die, smiled politely, and immediately changed into the equestrian clothes on his body.

Fang Jun pondered, then looked at Hu Die.

"Do you think what Brother Song said makes sense?"

Hu Die remained silent, of course it was impossible for her to participate in the decision-making.

Fang Jun didn't mind, and just muttered to himself.

"The latter will suffer."

"Strike first to be stronger."

(End of this chapter)