My Ares Son-in-Law

Wang Haishan couldn't understand what kind of spell Xiao Chen had cast on Liu Jianming, making him so stubbornly obstinate, as if he were bewitched.

In his view, Liu Jianming was usually a shrewd and capable person, so how could he make such a mistake?
"besides!"

Wang Haishan issued an ultimatum, his eyes revealing a resolute and ruthless determination. He said in a harsh voice, "If you continue to act willfully and ignore my advice, then all three key projects that our two families are currently cooperating on will be terminated immediately!"

“These three projects have involved a lot of money and manpower. If they are terminated, the losses will be incalculable.”

"Moreover, all losses will be borne by your Jianming Group!"

"Just wait until then, and the Jianming Group will go bankrupt!"

This is undoubtedly kicking someone when they're down and taking advantage of their misfortune!
It was as if, when Liu Jianming was already mired in the mire, they gave him a hard push, making him sink even deeper.

Wang Haishan thought this would make Liu Jianming submit, but he didn't know that Liu Jianming had his own principles and beliefs.

At this critical juncture, Xunjiang Group is already trapped in a hopeless predicament, like a wrecked ship about to be completely swallowed up by a raging storm, with no way to save it.

The Jianming Group, headed by Liu Jianming, has intricate and closely intertwined interests with the Xunjiang Group.

If Liu Jianming continues to stubbornly insist on sticking to his guns and clinging to the Xunjiang Group, then the Jianming Group will inevitably be dragged down by this heavy burden and suffer an irrecoverable fate.

At that moment, Liu Jianming felt a surge of anger rush from the bottom of his heart to his head, making him tremble violently and uncontrollably.

His once composed face was now twisted and deformed with anger, his eyes bulging like copper bells, as if they were about to spit fire.

He whirled around and yelled at the security guard standing next to him, "Someone! Throw this arrogant jerk out of here right now!"

"Wang Haishan, today I've finally seen your ugly face for what it is!"

"Fine, let's terminate the cooperation! I don't need those measly few billion!"

Get as far away from me as you can!

Upon hearing Liu Jianming's roar, the security guards did not hesitate for a moment and immediately strode forward to "invite" Wang Haishan out.

Upon seeing this, Wang Haishan's face instantly turned ashen, like a bluestone slab covered in frost, extremely unsightly.

He snorted coldly, his voice full of contempt and disdain. Amidst the mocking or pitying gazes around him, he turned away like a stray dog, his steps hurried and quick.

However, Wang Haishan did not go far.

He hurried along, bypassing several bustling streets, and arrived at a relatively quiet street corner.

There, a young woman stood quietly.

She was dressed in a magnificent gown, the material of which looked extremely valuable, shimmering with a soft luster under the dim light.

Her posture was haughty, like a noble swan, with her head slightly raised and her eyes revealing an innate sense of superiority.

Wang Haishan strode over to the woman, bowed slightly, and plastered a fawning smile on his face. The smile was like a deliberately blooming artificial flower, appearing extremely hypocritical. His tone was cautious and ingratiating as he said, "Miss Chen, look how fast time flies. It's almost nine o'clock, and the auspicious time for the opening is just around the corner."

"But look at the situation now, I doubt there will be anyone coming to support us."

“Any business of any size or person of any status in the ancient city would not come here today to invite trouble.”

"Anyone who gets involved with Xunjiang Group is essentially jumping into a fire pit; it's pure suicide..."

The woman respectfully addressed as Miss Chen by others was none other than Chen Ziyan, the beloved daughter of the Chen family.

She stood there gracefully, her arms clasped in front of her chest as if embracing a rare treasure, her chin slightly raised. Her posture resembled that of a proud peacock displaying its noble plumage, exuding an aloof and unapproachable aura.

Her gaze passed through the crowd with great interest, landing on the tall yet lonely figure on the red carpet in the distance.

That figure seemed somewhat out of place amidst the bustling atmosphere of the red carpet, as if it were a corner forgotten by the world.

A cold smile slowly curled up on Chen Ziyan's lips, a smile as chilling as the winter wind.

She lowered her head slightly and murmured in a voice only she could hear, "Xiao Chen, you're nothing but a complete waste of space."

"No matter what kind of intricate relationship you have with that mysterious and unpredictable God of War, in my eyes, you can't cause any big waves."

"Today I want to see with my own eyes what extraordinary tricks you can use to bring this seemingly hopeless situation back to life in this game that is almost checkmated!"

Meanwhile, in another corner of the ancient city, there is a quiet courtyard house amidst the hustle and bustle.

This courtyard house may look ordinary, but it is actually heavily guarded. Several tall and sharp-eyed bodyguards stand at the entrance, watching the surroundings vigilantly like loyal guardians. No movement can escape their eyes.

Upon entering the courtyard, one sees an elderly man dressed in white martial arts clothes standing in the center of the yard.

Although his hair was already gray, he was very energetic, and his eyes were bright and piercing, as if they held endless wisdom and experience.

At this moment, he had just finished a set of smooth and flowing boxing techniques. The techniques were a perfect blend of strength and gentleness, and every movement was precise and accurate, as if they had been honed hundreds of times.

After finishing his practice, fine beads of sweat appeared on his forehead, glistening in the sunlight, yet his breathing remained steady and long, without the slightest disturbance.

This old man is no ordinary person. He is none other than Wang Kun, the bigwig of the Dragon Kingdom, who was saved by Xiao Chen when he unexpectedly fell ill and was on the verge of death some time ago!

At the same time, he was also the old patriarch of the Wang family in the capital who held real power.

On this vast land of the Dragon Kingdom, numerous powerful families now stand side by side, as dazzling as the stars, among whom countless have profound heritages.

The Wang family of the capital is the most prominent among these aristocratic families, and its influence is like a huge and invisible net that extends throughout the martial arts world and the secular world.

If the Zhou family of the Western Region is likened to a business tycoon controlling an astonishing network of wealth, then the Wang family wields awe-inspiring power and foundation—a formidable force capable of influencing the course of events at crucial moments. (End of Chapter)