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Chapter 180 Opening

Leave the Holy See.

Yu Qian received another message from Wu Yun: What are your plans?
His attitude is the attitude of the Holy See.

Such an attitude that unintentionally reveals eagerness will often lead to disadvantage.

Because Yu Qian realized again that she seemed to be... quite useful to the Holy See?

So she didn't reply. Instead, she sent a question to Jingchi: How big is your appetite?
Jingchi: What do you mean?
Yu Qian: Apart from the Red family, are there no other ideas or enemies?
The implication is self-evident.

Jing Chi’s answer was straightforward: There are many. Anyone who is different from me is an enemy.

well said!
Yu Qian applauded him in his heart. What he wanted was the feeling of someone giving him a pillow when he fell asleep.

He sent another useful message: The old man of the Red family is dead. The news came fifteen minutes ago. Do you understand what this means?

It is also full of hints.

Yu Qian almost laughed out loud.

What does this represent?
Does this need to be said?
This means that if she and Jingchi want to do something, today is the best opportunity.

The death of the person in power represents a major reshuffle. People who are eyeing the situation will take action at this moment. This is the best time to seize power, and it is also the most chaotic time.

There is no leader and little devils are running rampant.

She replied: Taking advantage of the opportunity?

Jing Chi didn't answer but asked: Did the talks with the Holy See break down?
He is very sharp.

Yu Qian doesn't care if there will be any grudges, because their current interests are roughly the same: different goals, nothing to talk about, just a piece of news.

Jingchi: The press conference has begun.

Seeing this news, Yu Qian opened the news——

In addition to the press conference about the death of the leader of the Red family, there were also many wonderful performances of "filial piety" and "cats crying over mice" by opponents or partners.

Yu Qian had to sigh, the Internet is really exciting and colorful.

Everyone wants to take a bite of this meat.

Jingchi was no exception, but his appetite was even greater: after the press conference, he went to find Circe. As expected, the Red family was already in his possession, and the remaining idiots couldn't compete with him.

Yu Qian: Address.

He sent an address.

Yu Qian turned around - life was indeed more interesting when he was busy. Got to the place.

"Have all your people arranged?" Yu Qian asked.

Jingchi nodded. He was dressed in formal clothes and had a white rose on his chest. He looked as ordinary as everyone else who came to express his condolences.

In the spacious auditorium, people chatted politely at the open-air wine tables.

The green grass is filled with fragrance.

At the front is the portrait of the deceased.

The death of an old man provides a new large-scale social gathering today for people with different agendas to test each other.

Yu Qian stood at the wine table in the corner and drank a lot of wine that he could not usually afford.

"Don't drink too much." Jingchi grabbed her wrist to stop her from taking the wine, "We are here for business."

She leaned on the edge of the table: "You may not know anything about my drinking capacity."

The crowd gradually quieted down.

A familiar figure walked out of the auditorium.

Circe held up the microphone: "Thank you all for taking time out of your busy schedule to attend my father's funeral..."

His condolences were heartfelt.

Yu Qian was wondering whether his red eyes were caused by makeup or drops.

Of course, it is also possible that the instigator of the death managed to squeeze out a few crocodile tears.

With the last sentence finished.

A rain of pure white petals actually floated in the mid-air, like the opening of a large-scale drama.

"I will take over the Red family from now on," Circe said. "I hope my father's spirit can rest in peace."

Yu Qian bumped Jingchi with his elbow and winked.

After receiving it, he stood up straight, put on a fake smile that belonged to the upper class society that Yu Qian was very unhappy with at first sight, and walked towards Circe.

He gestured to her with his left hand behind his back.

Yu Qian put down his wine glass, quietly withdrew from the crowd, and walked towards the corner.