"Yes, I am the descendant of Yaowanggu, but unfortunately, you have no chance to discuss with me!"

Wang Fuhua squinted, looked at the person who fell on the ground slightly, and hummed: "No wonder this person is so vicious. This person is not a Miao witch in China, but a black gu wizard from Southeast Ya. They act quickly and have no rules. Money doesn’t do anything evil."

Wang Jie said: "The witchcraft art of Southeast Asia originated from our Middle-earth. Letting him die in your old hands is considered a recognition of ancestors."

Lan Shan nodded and said: "I have heard that a few decades ago, there was a poison man in the rivers and lakes, and a group of heroes traveled north and south, using poison to superbly kill people invisible. Once on the southwest border, they fought a foreign wizard. Beheaded. The giant crocodile, kills monsters, kills rebellion, blocks the vents, and preserves the qi of China. Unexpectedly, it finally opened its eyes today, and it is indeed a well-deserved reputation."

Wang Fuhua stroked his beard and shook his head slightly and said, "I'm old, I don't need to mention the bravery back then."

Wang Jie said: "Don’t be humble, Poison King. Your method of using Poison, I’m afraid we juniors, even if they have been in school for three or five years, will not be able to get on their skins. By the way, Rob will definitely invite you to see you north on the phone. What about the previous side..."

"Yes, we haven't seen each other for decades after the Battle of Phoenix Mountain." Wang Fuhua looked up at the sky and muttered, "One day, when we get there, there will be fierce battles. When we are alive, we will see you again. One side. You go first, and then I will say Yanyun and go to the city."

Wang Jie and Lan Shan looked at each other, a little strange, what side did Wang Fuhua refer to when he was fighting over there? It seems that there is another deep meaning...

"Haha, don't think about it, you won't understand." Wang Fuhua looked at the two with a faint smile, and pointed to the human on the ground: "Put him in a safe place. After three hours, he will be transformed into a stall. No one can find mud water..."

Hearing the movement, Zhang Dabiao and Lin Huang also rushed up, but only saw a corpse, and the most exciting fighting technique had been missed.

"My dear, where did this grandson come out?" Zhang Dabiao muttered: "I thought you and Miss Lan went to bed early and had business to do. I didn't expect it was just a set off!"

Wang Jie asked knowingly, and smiled: "Business? What business?"

"Hey, the business, that's...Sit up and talk about philosophy, talk about dynamics, talk about aesthetics before going to bed, and talk about literature when you wake up!" Zhang Dabiao chuckled.

Lan Shan gave Zhang Dabiao a fierce look, then turned to Wang Fuhua and said, "Master Poison King, can you give me a kind of poison? It's specifically to make those guys who don't keep the door dumb. It's best to open it for a lifetime. Can't speak..."

When Zhang Dabiao heard this, he quickly waved his hand and said, "No, no, Miss Lan, what I said is true, do you want to be crooked..."

Everyone laughed.

Wang Fuhua was sent away that night. The next day, with Beishi and Yongyue, Wang Jie took a group of people and set foot on Huiyan's plane.

As for Lan Shan, she took a step earlier and flew to Yancheng, saying that she was going to deal with the business of organization B.

In the business class of the plane, Zhang Dabiao was full of excitement, and asked Wang Jie: "Brother Jie, although this time there is no such vigorous vigor as the Cloud City project, but the difficulty is several times higher. Cloud City is at least your site. , But in Yangcheng, let's go to the tiger's lair to catch the tiger cub, you say, how would Wang Bojun appreciate you!"

"That's the point?" Lin Huang took it for granted: "For the Yuncheng project, Mr. Wang has come back from the dead and became the vice president. Then this Yangcheng project can turn the tide and go one step further. That is the general manager. In other words, Wang Bojun If you have a little conscience, you should make Mr. Wang his successor. Don’t forget, none of them are willing to come on this trip to Yangcheng. Mr. Wang stood up and risked death with this kind of courage. Can someone else in the Wang family do it?"

Hao Meng mumbled: "Not necessarily. If Wang Bojun had a conscience, would he have driven away Lao Wang? Therefore, in your thinking, you can't judge Wang Bojun and the like by normal people's emotions. In my opinion, like Wang Bojun. People like Wang Bojun don’t have any family relationship in their eyes. All relationships are a net of interest in their hearts. Pharaoh is his business pawn, so Wang Xuan is the same..."

"In one word!" Zan Xichuan said with emotion: "Since ancient times, there has been no father and son under imperial power, and no husband and wife in front of huge sums of money. Mr. Wang is not bad. If you want to expect him to make Mr. Wang a step higher, I think it’s difficult!"

Wang Jie was also a little worried. With his current situation, he wanted to go a step further and it was almost impossible to replace Wang Xuan's position. But this time he still risked the world’s unrest and traveled south, in order to consolidate his position, but also let those marginal figures of the Wang family see their own abilities and prepare for the future control of the Wang family in one fell swoop...

However, when he got off the plane, Wang Jie immediately felt an atmosphere that was contrary to his inner expectations.

First I received a secret text message from Mr. Fu. Mr. Fu reminded himself that Wang Bojun had to choose between himself and Wang Xuan, and the three of Wang Hongshen and his son had already entered the Mid-Levels Manor early in the morning...

This is tantamount to telling Wang Jie that he was the one who was not selected.

What made Wang Jie even more puzzled was that the group sent to pick him up was not the first-class team of the last time, but replaced it with a car, and Bishou personally came...

"Mr. Wang, why isn't this like a welcome, but a detention?" Zan Xichuan reminded.

Before he finished speaking, Bishou bowed and stopped Zan Xichuan and the others: "Little young master, I'm sorry, the master has the order. I will only pick you up and let you see him at Mid-Levels Manor..."

Wang Jie sneered and said, "Bishou Hospital, did my grandfather tell you, why let me go alone?"

"Sorry, I don't know how old you are!" Bishou nodded.

Wang Jie said, "Tell me, what is my grandfather's task for you!"

"The task that the master gave me is that this trip to Yangcheng, I am responsible for your safety and all affairs."

"Yeah, because of this, my trip to Yangcheng is not over yet. Before I meet my grandpa, your character is not over. You have to listen to me and say, what the **** my grandpa told me to do. !" Wang Jie said sharply.

Bishou was stunned, but he didn't expect Wang Jie to treat himself like this. However, it seems that what he said also makes sense... Besides, it is still undecided who will control the Wang Family in the future, what if it is Wang Jie?

Why not do things that go smoothly?

Bi Shou thought of this, and whispered: "Back to the young master, the master has appointed the young master as the CEO of the Wang Group. At this morning's regular meeting, the company cancelled the general manager and deputy general manager settings. You...now there is nothing The position is..." In fact, both the CEO and the general manager are in the form of "top leaders" outside the company's board of directors. But in Wang's family, the CEO is both the chief executive and the spokesperson for shareholders' equity, and the general manager is not necessarily a member of the board of directors. In this sense, the CEO represents the enterprise and is fundamentally responsible for the operation of the enterprise. It is the future successor. The CEO of the Wang family originally belonged to Wang Hongyuan. After Wang Hongyuan passed away, he had been idle for eight years. At this time, he was suddenly re-established. And to Wang Xuan, it seems that the old man has made up his mind...

"Being favoritism is not fair to humanity!" Wang Jie said angrily.