Campus belle's cultivation master

13 Fengye Road, Chen's residence.

The gate opened slowly, and the business car drove close from afar, turned around and went into the yard, and then drove to the parking lot in front of the villa.

Wearing white gloves, the driver quickly jumped down, took a few steps to the front, opened the door, and slightly bowed: "Miss, please."

A snow-white leg with amazing length was the first to step out of the car, followed by a graceful and graceful body and a white and exquisite face.

He is a natural beauty, with long hair scattered on his shoulders. His cold, white and tender cheeks are charming enough to turn all living beings upside down. Yingying's waist is soft and slim, and two straight and round legs are extended under the black skirt.

Chen family, Chen Yihan!

The old housekeeper came quickly and said respectfully, "Miss, the owner is waiting for you in the backyard."

"Well." Chen Yihan nodded slightly, followed the old housekeeper through the corridor and walked slowly to the backyard.

Oriole singing in the branches, bright chrysanthemum in the garden to release the last wave of autumn enthusiasm, but that is clearly more enchanting than the flowers, but the beautiful woman is frowning, full of sadness, simply have no time to enjoy such beautiful scenery.

In the quiet room, there is incense. Push open the wooden window, you can see a gurgling stream, Ding Dong sound, flow not far outside the oval lake.

In the middle of the lake stands an octagonal pavilion. The gentle breeze rippling on the calm surface of the lake makes it like a paradise with beautiful scenery.

The old housekeeper leads him to the door, taps three times on the door, nods to Chen Yihan, and then turns back.

From the quiet room came the old man's light cough, and his voice was a little hoarse

"Meaning, you come in."

"Yes." Chen Yihan pushes the door into the room. As soon as meimou sweeps the room, he can see that the old man of more than 60 years is making tea happily after several cases.

Wear a linen loose clothes, a little dark, but the spirit is still good.

Chen Wunan, the owner of the Chen family and the father of Chen Hongming.

In this branch of the Chen family, there are two brothers, Chen wusheng and Chen Wunan. More than ten years ago, Chen wusheng, Chen Yihan's father, died of illness, and his younger brother Chen Wunan became the head of the family.

However, Chen Wunan has always been in poor health and limited ability, so over the years, her family business has been basically managed by Miss Chen Yihan.

With Chen Yihan's wisdom and skill, she has countless opportunities to sweep Chen Wunan and his son out of the house and take the family business into her own hands. However, she abides by her father's last words

Don't argue.

These two words are just like a magic spell, which hinder her, bind her and violate her competitive nature. In the last life, because of the spiritual shackles formed by these two words, she was finally sent to the dark grave.

At this moment, Chen Yihan has not realized that the first door to the abyss of hell has been slowly opened.

She closed the door tightly with her backhand and leaned forward: "second uncle, you are much better."

"A handful of old bones are half buried in loess. How good can they be?" Chen Wunan put a cup of tea on the opposite side and waved, "come and sit down."

Chen Yihan bowed down and took off his high heels. He went to the old man and sat on his knees.

Chen Wunan fiddled with the tea cup in front of him and said in a light voice, "I'm sorry to see you so tired. I'm going to call Hongming back and help you."

"He's in college. His studies are important."

Chen Wunan sighed: "Hongming called me yesterday and said he didn't want to go up."

"He's still too young. How can this impetuous nature make a big deal. At his present level, even if he gave up his studies and came back, he couldn't help me much

Chen Yihan holds a teacup in his hand and suddenly raises his pretty face. He finds that Chen Wunan, who is opposite, raises his head and stares at himself. His eyes are very sharp.

White soft Yi trembled, tea spilled a little from the cup.

"Second uncle, I have no other meaning." Chen Yihan simply singled out and said, "I haven't forgotten my father's last words. Sooner or later, this family business will be taken care of by Hongming."

"Ha ha, silly girl, you misunderstood the second uncle's mind." Chen Wunan, with an unnatural smile on his face, moved his eyes and said, "let Hongming come back and learn slowly from practice. With you as a teacher, it's not much better than going to university? It's easier for him to get in touch with business earlier. "

He does not continue to pester on this topic, the front of the conversation turns to ask: "how is the situation of the company?"

"It's not good." Chen Yihan truthfully replied, pretty face pale from overwork, "we have a performance decline for the first time in this quarter, and the loss is quite serious."

"What do you think of Lin's house?"

"Jia'an is our territory after all, and their situation will only be worse. If we lose 100 million, they will lose 200 million. " Chen Yihan quite sure answer, but then, the bottom of the eyes turned up a little worry, "but..."

Chen Wunan's hand movement suddenly: "but what?"

Chen Yihan felt an unprecedented sense of frustration in his heart and lowered his eyes: "but they don't care."

"Oh? How do you say that? " Chen Wunan is still the same expression, as if everything had been done.

Chen Yihan's voice is a little low: "the Lin family house in Hedong controls Lingxiu mountain spring, with a net profit of hundreds of billions every year. Even if it's a single consumption of information, we are far from rivals. Even if they lose more and cost more, it is enough to drive us to a dead corner. If this stalemate continues for a long time, the situation will only become more and more passive. "

"And I've seen Lin Zixuan more than once, and I know him very well. His mind is extremely vicious, and he can't be judged from the merchant's point of view. As far as I know, Lin Zixuan never cares about the gain or loss of interests, but only about winning or losing. "

With the development of the situation, Chen Yihan's sense of uneasiness is growing. She felt that no matter how hard she tried, she had been fooled by that guy.

Overnight, the fall of the Ye family, which gave her a wake-up call, but also vaguely confirmed the strange idea always buried in the bottom of her heart.

Lin Zixuan had a cleaner way to solve the Chen family, but he chose a more complicated and protracted business war. It's like cutting meat with a blunt knife, more like... Torture.

Just like the ancient death penalty, beheading and hanging on the market is a pleasure. The most unbearable thing is to be too late. You can cut off pieces of your body and suffer endless pain. Finally, you get tired of playing and die with a knife.

Chen Wunan was silent for a moment, and suddenly said, "have you ever thought about what Lin Zixuan did for?"