Shanghai Storm
It was evening.
Ye Feng then accompanied Ouyang Luoxue on a plane to Shanghai to attend a promotional exhibition organized by the Global Cosmetics Association.
At that time, top-tier cosmetics brands from all over the world will participate in the exhibition, as well as major cosmetics distributors with strong financial resources, who will sign orders on-site.
In short, this is a grand event for the global cosmetics industry, attracting worldwide attention.
Many popular female celebrities will be invited to attend.
As for Xiahou Ba, Situ Pangzi, and Lan Yu, they have arrived safely in Haidong.
The old weasel rode off somewhere again, riding that big black ox, and went off to rave about expanding its following.
Wherever it went, martial artists were on high alert, as if avoiding a plague. Everyone put on masks early on, fearing that they would be overwhelmed by its terrifying attack.
"I heard the sect leader went to Shanghai. Why don't we go to the Bund and have some fun? If we're lucky, we might even gain a few followers."
Moo—
The big black ox snorted out two puffs of white smoke and ran wildly into the distance, crashing into several telephone poles and thrashing its hooves wildly, trying every possible way to throw the old weasel off its back.
Only after watching the old weasel's figure leave Haidong did the many martial artists breathe a long sigh of relief, as if they had seen off a plague god.
"Friends, I'll be back, haha..."
The old weasel's voice drifted back on the sea breeze.
Everyone was horrified.
Meanwhile, Fatty Situ also got up and went to Shanghai, because every year around the middle of the year, he had to go to the Shanghai branch to check the accounts for the past six months.
Since the rebellion at the Dongsheng Prefecture branch last time, Fatty Situ has been extra cautious and has increased his supervision of the various branches.
Anyway, Ye Feng is a very competent absentee manager.
He never cared about the affairs of the Tianlong Chamber of Commerce, leaving everything to Fatty.
Although the fat man is very busy and tired every day, he loves money very much and spends every day meticulously calculating with his little pure gold abacus.
He had a clear understanding of where every investment within the chamber of commerce went and what the rate of return was.
Doing a job you love, even if it's tiring, is a bittersweet experience.
Shanghai is a major financial center of Daxia, and the Shanghai branch holds a pivotal position among all branches nationwide.
Fatty Situ has always attached great importance to the Shanghai branch.
"I've heard that Shanghai is a dazzling world, so I'll go and broaden my horizons."
Xiahou Ba was also restless, with a long sword slung over his shoulder, his disheveled hair covering half his face, exuding a rough and fierce aura.
The scar in the middle of his brow was faintly visible, with a somewhat ferocious look.
Fatty Situ chuckled sarcastically.
“There are no slaughterhouses in Shanghai. If you, a butcher, go there, you probably won’t have a chance to use your skills.”
Xiahou Ba glared and snorted coldly.
"Then I'll kill you."
"Go to hell."
To make things easier, they planned to drive there themselves and contact Ye Feng after arriving in Shanghai.
The driver was a fat man. As soon as he started the engine, the back door opened, and a petite figure darted in, bringing with her a fragrant breeze.
The person who came was Lan Yu, whose skin was as smooth as jade.
Wearing a loose, dark blue Hanfu, with two snow-white, lotus-root-like calves visible beneath the skirt, her petite and delicate figure is faintly visible, and she is holding a cup of milk tea in her hand.
The three of them drove off.
To combat the loneliness of the journey, Fatty Situ turned the stereo up to its maximum, the deep bass mixed with a metallic texture, deafeningly loud.
"Wandering far and wide, the road is long and the water is deep."
Lost and confused, from one village to another
Watch the setting sun, sinking and then returning.
"The earth never ages, the sky never grows desolate, and time flows on and on."
The fat man swayed his head to the music, completely absorbed in it.
Xiahou Ba plugged his ears with earplugs and said resentfully.
"Damn, this old song is so catchy, it's so noisy."
"At least it's much better than your pig-slaughtering screams."
"Damn it, believe it or not, I'll chop you up with one stroke."
The two bickered the whole way without stopping.
...
Shanghai is exceptionally prosperous because it is the financial center of China. Almost all of the world's top 500 companies have set up offices here.
With a population of nearly 20 million, you can see people of all skin colors and hear almost every language on the street.
Situ Pangzi had already called the person in charge of the Tianlong Chamber of Commerce branch in advance to inform Ye Feng of his arrival in Shanghai.
"Hello, President!"
As soon as the two stepped out of the airport, someone came up to greet them.
The person who came to greet Ye Feng was the president of the Shanghai branch, a middle-aged man in his fifties named Guo Dexiong, who bowed to Ye Feng.
He was dressed in a sharp suit, exuding elegance, wearing gold-rimmed glasses, with a serious and respectful demeanor, and his eyes revealing undisguised excitement.
He was finally able to meet the legendary Ye Tianshen; how could he not be excited?
Most importantly, Ye Feng is also the young president of the Tianlong Chamber of Commerce, and his boss.
It can be said that the Shanghai authorities went to great lengths to receive Ye Feng.
Even the top official of Shanghai came to greet Ye Feng personally, surrounded by heads of various departments in Shanghai, all of whom were local leaders.
Ordinary people usually only see them on TV, and rarely see them in real life.
The entire airport was under lockdown, and traffic control was implemented on several streets near the airport, with all unauthorized vehicles prohibited from entering.
Martial arts practitioners guarded every corner, maintaining strict vigilance.
Almost the entire elite of Shanghai's high society turned out to wait outside, ready to welcome Ye Tianshen.
Among them are the heads of the four major families in Shanghai.
They are the Song family, the Zhao family, the Geng family, and the Gao family.
When the four major families join forces, they can almost control the economy of the entire city of Shanghai, and their influence extends to the nearby Jiangnan region.
In the latest list of the top 100 richest people in China released by Daxia, all four families are among the top 20.
They can even be found on the Forbes list of the world's richest people.
Further on are the major wealthy families of Shanghai.
They were a huge crowd, almost filling the entire street.
These people were not qualified to go in; they could only wait outside.
After all, Ye Tianshen is not someone anyone can just meet whenever they want.
The weather in Shanghai is inherently humid and hot.
At this moment, a light drizzle began to fall from the sky, and the bosses' subordinates quickly opened umbrellas for them.
Everyone waited patiently for Ye Tianshen's arrival, and no one dared to show any impatience.
It is their good fortune to be able to wait here.
The patriarch of the Gao family, one of the four great families, had the most complex and anxious expression, as if he had some unspeakable secret...
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