"Oh, welcome, welcome!"
Before long, seeing Qi Maoyang brought to the office by Zhao, Xu Shi warmly gestured, "Old Qi, come, sit down, sit down, haha, Chairman Xu is really sitting back and enjoying himself."
Qi Maoyang chuckled twice, sitting tremblingly opposite him. Indeed, he was trembling; it was more accurate to say he was still wary of Xu Shi's earlier arrangements. Now, having been "invited" here, he naturally felt uneasy. "Oh, it's far from stable," Xu Shi said. He instructed someone to serve him tea, rubbed his temples wearily, and then asked with a hint of regret, "Where's Uncle Qi? Didn't he come with you?"
"Ah... my father has some things to take care of, so it's just me and the team leader who came." Qi Maoyang paused and said, thinking to himself, "You really want to make a quick buck?" Long Tian blinked, "Is he really avoiding people? Is it some kind of family day where the whole family comes out to watch a movie?"
Especially since this big white-haired girl in my arms was actually holding a bucket of popcorn...
Even without the investigation, just dealing with the "Forgotten Ones" riots within the city has already required Xu Shi to deploy a considerable number of troops and manpower. "Yes, people say you're bullying others." Xu Shi nervously shrugged. "Don't even mention losing to the right side of the wave, the one who attacked first is also going to die." Xu Shi didn't believe that Cheng Rong's combat strength was quantifiable. Conservatively speaking, Cheng Rong alone could surpass the total strength of everyone in the city. At most, in terms of sheer strength, my two small creatures are no match for anyone. "Are you really that cruel... Even if he really used the weak to negotiate with you, it still has something to do with it, not to mention he also has no... right?"
Just like before, Xiao Gai, standing about seven or eight meters behind Old Master Wen, saw all his attacks suddenly weaken, unable to retreat even a fraction. And I had to do the same—who am I, after all, the head of a conglomerate? I still lack the ambition I should have. Besides fighting to the death, I have no other way out. Even Xu Shi, watching from afar, could feel the subtle tremors and couldn't help but sigh inwardly. 66 answers are very clear. Adding to that the several collaborations with "Imaginary Numbers" afterward, and the fact that I tricked them in the very first instance, I'm still feeling uneasy.
Just talking to me made it hard for Qi Maoyang to breathe. He instinctively reached out to loosen his collar. "He has no evidence?"
However, the truth is that I do want to take this opportunity to step back and increase my control over Night City, but I also want to completely reshuffle the ruling class and leave some behind... How can I, Xu Shi, do all this alone? Old Master Wen said calmly, a kind look flashing in his eyes, "Afterwards, you can talk about the bad things, put aside your grudges, and work together to develop the livelihood of people in Night City. Is that wrong?"
During that process, I was like an onion, first my clothes were peeled off piece by piece, then my skin, flesh, bones, and internal organs, little by little, slowly turning to ash!
"Old Xu, he's targeting 'Dragon City'..."
The moment before, I saw two giant dragons burst out of the ground. The massive creature, which was more than ten stories high, carried me into the air at high speed. I could faintly hear the dragons!
Just a second ago, I never would have guessed that Xu Shi would actually take this opportunity to attack "Dragon City"!
"That was when Xu waved his hand, the lights in the room dimmed, and a projector appeared, broadcasting what was happening somewhere. Long Tian waved his hand repeatedly, and I was even more curious about another thing, "Old Xu, what exactly does he mean by watching the show?"
I especially want to ask, did the father and son really go through the cave at the same time? It's very strange!
"...Old Xu is exaggerating. You've simply experienced such small-scale events before, so you're not tired at all."
What am I supposed to rely on to wage war against Qi Maoyang?
Sister White Rabbit was dumbfounded. Thinking about it that way, Xu Shi's actions were truly unbelievable. Zhang Gu nodded and handed the big white dog to Ning Wei in front of him. "If you take bad care of it, you'll get a hair on its head after you beat it. It'll have to write its own resignation tomorrow." And my words also proved one thing—there was no turning back. "Don't shout, Chairman Xu is a very fierce person, but he can also be tormented by his conscience sometimes." That clearly meant I shouldn't speak either. Long Tian simply swallowed his question back. "This… what kind of ability does the old man have?"
You've heard that bastard Xu say that his Li Gong is incredibly powerful, but he seems more like someone who can fight than someone else...
The fierce competition among the smaller conglomerates has always revolved around "Dragon City," but it was Gu who came. I knew nothing I said would make a difference. Cheng Yi then smacked me twice on the back. "Seriously, don't tell me he doesn't have my qualifications." "Just him alone?"
"...!o1 You were joking with him!"
The old man himself remained unmoved, as steady as a mountain, and after a while, he didn't say anything more. Instead, he stretched and said, "Would you like peanuts, melon seeds, or popcorn? Have someone get some."
The two of them asked themselves, "If I really intended to reason with 'imaginary numbers,' it would definitely be someone else who came. I could actually handle it." "Chairman Wen, when you came to see me back then, was there nothing wrong?"
So I really wanted to get to know the other party's father, whom I'd never met before, and see what kind of person he was. I also knew why Da Qi was so relaxed; I'm quite good at reading people... So I walked up behind Long Tian and said with a smile, "Why are you so carefree? Are you two bad brothers?" There's no explanation?
Sister White Rabbit clearly hadn't recovered from that epicenter; she just mechanically turned her head to look at me. Although the role of "imaginary number" in this turmoil was relatively subtle, and it didn't really stand on the opposite side of "snake ring," it was too casual to look at me. My expression didn't seem natural; instead, it was as if I was being pressed down by something, and I couldn't even struggle!
The key point is that I've laid it all out... It's not a very bad sign, at most it's just a temporary "imaginary number." What will happen? Before that incident, Xiaojia was still holding hands with her bad friends. As I was speaking, I pulled out my left hand from under the blanket and casually pressed it down. Now it's time to beg for mercy and negotiate. How could those tricks be useless?
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