Mr. Zhang, take this guy down!
Once our British Associated Press has absorbed the Hong Sheng Lian, both organizations can provide you with intelligence simultaneously, Mr. Zhang!
Chai Yaowen waited for a moment, but found that there was no movement around him.
He turned his head in surprise, only to see that Mr. Zhang, whom he regarded as a god, was now looking at the back of Ghost Old Man Wen as if facing a formidable enemy.
As Yang Cheng walked over, he shook his head and sighed, "A tiger father and a dog son."
Brother Chai Jiu was quite the figurehead, always silent until he made a stunning debut. How did he end up with such a son?
A tall, middle-aged man wearing sunglasses suddenly stepped out from the Associated Press's office. He took off his sunglasses and asked incredulously, "Yang Cheng!? Is it really you!?"
This middle-aged man was none other than Chai Jiu's confidant, the last of the three tigers of the former British Associated Press, the White-headed Tiger Zuo Kun.
At this time, Zuo Kun was nearly fifty years old, and his originally tall and strong body, which resembled an ape demon, had become slightly hunched.
Yang Cheng smiled and said, "Brother Kun, it's been a long time."
A look of shock and complexity flashed across Zuo Kun's face: "Yes, it's been a long time. I never expected to run into you again under these circumstances."
Although Zuo Kun already knew everything that was happening in Hong Kong, and had even personally experienced some unimaginable things.
But it was still hard for him to accept that his old friend from more than 20 years ago was standing in front of him just as he had been back then.
"Brother Chai is impeccable in his conduct and actions, and his patient and stoic nature gives him the air of a ruthless hero."
But has he developed dementia? How could he hand over the position of head of the Commonwealth Press to such a guy?
It doesn't matter if you have a useless son, as long as he has enough to eat and wear for the rest of his life.
"The future of tens of thousands of Brother Chai is in the hands of such a useless person. Does Brother Chai really feel good about that?"
Zuo Kun felt somewhat embarrassed upon hearing this.
Yang Cheng wasn't the only one who felt this way; everyone in the British Associated Press thought so, but they were helpless to change it.
Although Chai Jiu was capable and patient, everyone in the British Associated Press respected him.
However, Chai Jiu is also a normal person, with his own little thoughts and desires.
The British Associated Press was built by his father, Chai Hongtu, and himself, Chai Jiu. It was the result of two generations of hard work in the Chai family. How could he so easily hand it over to someone else?
So even though Chai Yaowen was useless and a hopeless case, Chai Jiu had no choice but to forcibly put him in the position of leader.
Zuo Kun was following Chai Yaowen at Chai Jiu's behest, wanting him to keep an eye on Chai Yaowen and prevent him from doing anything foolish.
Moreover, Chai Yaowen is truly stupid. Even now, he still hasn't realized something is wrong, and he angrily cursed at Yang Cheng:
"Where did you come from, you worthless bastard? You think you have the right to interfere in the affairs of the British Associated Press?"
Yang Cheng squinted and said calmly, "Brother Kun, take this idiot away."
I owed Brother Chai a favor back then, so I'm letting him off the hook this time.
Tell Brother Chai that if he continues to let his idiotic son wander around outside, not only will he die, but the entire British Associated Press could be dragged down with him!
Sensing the faint, menacing aura emanating from Yang Cheng, Zuo Kun broke out in a cold sweat.
He immediately covered Chai Yaowen's mouth, who was still indignant, and picked him up and left.
Zhang Yuelu is no ordinary person, and neither is Yang Cheng now.
This entanglement of extraordinary powers is beyond the reach of the British Associated Press. If they don't leave now, when will they?
Yang Cheng then turned his gaze to Zhang Yuelu, and said with a half-smile, "Take out whatever cards you have left, or you won't have a chance if we really make a move."
Zhang Yuelu had already witnessed Yang Cheng's strength last time. Unless he was an idiot, he should know that he had no chance of winning against Yang Cheng.
But he remained there, which clearly meant he had something to hide.
Zhang Yuelu said coldly, "Yang Cheng, aren't you being a bit too domineering?"
I discovered the anomaly in the Tseung Kwan O Tunnel today. You can interfere if you want, but do you really intend to drive me away completely?
Yang Cheng pointed to the tunnel and said casually, "Would you believe me if I said I had my eye on it since yesterday, but I'm only preparing to make a move today?"
Don't make it sound so high and mighty. If you had absolute power, you wouldn't tolerate my interference.
Zhang Yuelu clapped her hands and sneered, "You're right. Even if you were the one who set your sights on this matter first, you have no right to interfere!"
As Zhang Yuelu finished speaking, three auras simultaneously and rapidly arrived.
A golden light flashed in the distance, revealing three monks standing beside Zhang Yuelu.
Yang Cheng frowned slightly; it turned out they were from Lingshan.
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