Chapter 1115

At the same time.

Shanghai.

Wind home.

Wang Xuzheng is very leisurely, sitting leisurely in the boudoir of fengyuqiao. Last night, he had already come to the magic city, and he spent a perfect world with Miss Feng in the boudoir.

It's a pity.

Early this morning, fengyuqiao got up in a hurry, dressed up, and was picked up by her assistant to catch up with the latest fantasy TV series wushenji. It is said that the screenwriter was adapted from Wang Xu's real experience, but only four months before his death.

To use a joke of fengyuqiao, this is a TV play to commemorate and pay homage to the late Prince of Huaxia.

"The wind is merciless, and he's still closed. It seems that he really won't break into the great master, and he will never go out. Originally, I wanted to talk to him about how to merge the wind family into the clan I'm going to create. It seems that there is no chance this time. "

"Forget it, come back in a few days. Look at the fluctuation of the breath from the closed area. It's almost breaking through. Just in time, through these days, I will deal with the affairs between the Mordor Wu League and Huo Jingtian. "

Thinking of this, Wang Xu's eyes have emerged a touch of coldness.

After finishing his breakfast at Feng's house, Wang Xu took a bus to the magic metropolis.

The car is an ordinary minority, but the driver is not ordinary. He is a master of martial arts who is born with a high quality.

"Where do you want to go now, uncle?" As soon as Wang Xu got on the bus, the driver asked.

"Go to Qinglian Pharmaceutical Group first. Before I came back, Ma Sanmo said that the group was in crisis. Although I've been a shake off shopkeeper for so long, I still need to see what's going on. "

Wang Xu leaned against the leather seat in the back seat, slightly closed his eyes and said lazily.

Although all the demons come here to ask for trouble from Mo Du Wu Meng and Huo Jingtian, Wu Meng is no better than Chen family after all. When dealing with each other, you can't call directly.

Besides, he and Huo Jingtian don't have to separate life and death. It's just that he is regarded as a "memorial archway" by the Wumeng one after another, and the former Wumeng's coldness makes him unhappy.

If you are in a bad mood, you can beat or teach others, but you can't kill people. After all, on the whole, the existence of Wumeng is also a good thing for Huaxia.

Only if Wang Xu wants to uproot the Wumeng and sweep the whole of China, will it be necessary. However, it was a thankless thing for Wang Xu to do so. There was no need at all.

and.

Wang Xu believes that once he knows the news of his coming to Mordor, it's unnecessary for him to say that Huo Jingtian might run to thank him, give gifts and make amends.

"Yes."

The driver answered, gently stepped on the accelerator, and the car drove out smoothly.

The demons are big.

Only tens of millions of people know how large the city should occupy. Along the way, there are high-rise buildings and vehicles running on the road, as if human beings are walking in a steel jungle.

This jungle is made of steel, and some of its rules are the same as those in the jungle where trees gather.

The weak are at the bottom and live in the mud.

The strong stand in the high-rise, foot on the high-rise, looking down on everything, such as the sharpest hunter, searching for the prey that brings benefits for themselves.

If the weak don't work hard, they will be trampled on by the strong at any time, bullied, humiliated, even crushed to death.

Want to live?

Want to live better?

Want to live like a person?

So.

Just work hard!

No matter what it is, climb up with all your strength.

There are three thousand roads and three thousand lines. All the roads lead to heaven, and there are also three thousand lines.

Wang Xu's eyes closed slightly, and there was no joy or sorrow in his eyes.

The demons are really big and cruel. However, he has traveled all over the world, seen huge cities across the galaxy, seen cities across a planet, and even seen a huge King City with a population of billions on the boundless continent

He.

Not only have you seen it.

Also.

Step, kill, pass!

How can a magic city arouse his interest?

In an hour and a half.

The car stopped steadily in front of a 188 story high-rise building in the first ring of Mordor, a commercial and financial center, next to the subway, with well-developed traffic.

Qinglian medicine!

The huge four characters are even more hung on the top of the building, forming a ring with extraordinary style.

"Hey, this is my company? It seems that Ma Sanmo has been playing very well in Mordor business. It seems that it hasn't been a year, has it? I can't see that this guy is a face maker. I'm afraid he spent a lot of money. "

After getting off the bus, Wang Xu showed a funny smile on his face and muttered to himself.

"More than a lot of money? It's sky high! You know, this is the most prosperous business center in mordu. Generally, listed companies with a market value of several billion can only rent a few floors here, not because of the lack of money, but because of the lack of identity and status. Here, no one can come in if he wants to. "

At this time, a yellow Ferrari stopped and a gentle, tall young man with gold glasses came down. He just heard Wang Xu's last words and said with a smile.

"Oh? You seem to know something about it? "

Wang Xu slightly a pick eyebrow, turn a head to see to youth, smile not smile of way.

"There is no inside story, but Qinglian medicine is not accessible to ordinary people. Don't look at its big appearance. In fact, there are very few customers coming and going. This building is mainly used to support face! "

The young man gave a reserved smile with a trace of pride on his face

"By the way, my name is Zhao chenxuan. My father, Zhao Qiang, happens to be a shareholder of Qinglian medicine. See friends face, should be the first time to Qinglian medicine? What's the matter? "

He said.

Without waiting for Wang Xu to answer, he smiles again and shakes his head

"I'm sorry, I took the liberty to ask more. But it's also fate that we can talk. This is my business card. If a friend needs any help, he can contact me at any time, and I won't refuse to help him. "

Zhao chenxuan said the last few words with profound meaning. After that, he handed over a business card, turned around and waved, and left without looking back.

Stay where you are.

Wang Xu sees off Zhao chenxuan's back. He looks down at the gilt edged business card in his hand. With a smile, he leaves the card in the dry trash can.

The son of a shareholder of Qinglian medicine?

Let alone his son. Even if his Laozi was here in person, he didn't deserve to give Wang Xu a business card, not to mention this kind of moth who obviously hinted at "hidden rules bribery" to help.

"If I remember correctly, I accounted for 80% of the shares of Qinglian medicine alone, right? For the remaining 20, Ma Sanmo made ten of them by himself, and the other ten seemed to be given to several distribution channels in exchange for profits. This father and son, surnamed Zhao, is one of them? "

Thinking of this, Wang Xu suddenly gave a chuckle, then shook his head and walked to the reception hall on the first floor of the building.