Chapter 132

Ouyang Xinye did not answer Wu Chen's question, but chose silence.

Maybach's speed is very fast, especially the Ouyang family's driver with a license plate in the capital, is fearless, recklessly overtaking and running red lights on the road.

Soon, they had arrived at Pinxuan building. A lot of people don't know about this place. Only the rich and powerful can taste xuanlou. Because of its luxurious decoration and high consumption, it is also known as "evil building".

Wu Chen also heard Li Xiaoxi mention it once before he knew that there was such a place in the suburbs.

As soon as he entered, Wu Chen saw a row of sexy beauties in red cheongsam on the left and right sides, competing with each other. Each of them was a model level existence.

"How's it going?" Ouyang Xinye said with a smile, "now, do you understand what I said about the importance of power and money?"

Wu Chen did not agree. He just sneered and said nothing.

When you enter the box, you can see that everything here is built in the style of the ancient style. Whether it's a table or a screen, it's antique.

The room is full of cigarettes floating out of the censer, which makes people feel refreshing and relaxed.

"Sit down."

There were only enough seats for Wu Chen and Ouyang Xinye in this room, so Wu Chen did not pretend to sit on the tatami, his legs were dustpan like.

You know, in ancient times, this action was extremely indecent and disrespectful to people.

However, since Ouyang Xinye wanted to get something ancient with Wu Chen, he would be impolite if he didn't respond to him.

"Wu Chen, you know, I mean nothing to you." Ouyang Xinye dispels his bodyguard, immediately fills Wu Chen with wine, with a gentle smile on his face: "if I want to kill you, when you went into Ouyang courtyard alone, I had a chance to do it - big family, not as simple as you think, not a person, a knife can be wiped out."

Wu Chen nodded thoughtfully, did not answer his words, but quietly listened to Ouyang Xinye finish.

"I didn't come with Ouyang Ming." Ouyang Xinye drinks a mouthful of wine, shakes his head and says with a smile, "it's not the back-up army sent by my son, who is not worthy. I'm just looking for you from a personal standpoint."

"I can guess."

Wu Chen sneered and looked at Ouyang Xin's white hair. You know, this powerful second generation ancestor, now has a kind of hero's helplessness.

"Right? You guessed it

"When the little one has power, he wants to have more power. He wants to control the big family." Wu Chen seriously looked at Ouyang Xinye's cheek, and found that his expression was quite unnatural, "and you have Ouyang old man in your family, and you are such a master. He is a pedantic playboy. How can you give him the power?"

"You're smart. Go on." Ouyang Xinye nodded, seemed to agree with Wu Chen's words, said to him: "I want to see how you understand."

Wu Chen shook his head and sighed: "your family is too simple. In the three generations of Ouyang family, there is not only one Ouyang Feng, but also other excellent children. Everyone is staring at the head of the family. Ouyang Feng covets the master, but his talent is not the most outstanding. It takes a lot of effort to be the master, but he can't put it into practice. "

"Seizing power is the easiest and quickest way for him."

Ouyang Xinye's face is a little pale. It's obvious that Wu Chen said that he had something on his mind. For a moment, he seems to be at a loss.

"It's not that I don't want to leave power to him." Ouyangxin Ye sighed, "but he is too young, his qualifications and experience are not enough to let him control the family."

Ouyangxin Ye rolled up his sleeve, gently picked up the bird's nest porridge and took a sip. However, his fingers trembled uncontrollably and nearly spilled the porridge on his trousers.

"So, the reason you came to me is --" Wu Chen said bluntly: "you hope to exercise Ouyang Feng through me, right? If he can't even deal with me, then you don't need to put any energy into him, do you? "

"That's right." Ouyang Xinye shrugged, "it's not a hard thing to think of. It's human nature. After all, you're a pretty good person, too. "

"No, don't flatter me like that." Wu Chen sighed, "although I was praised by the boss, I should have been very happy. But I'm not happy

"I know you set up a lot of forces to fight against our Ouyang family. I don't care at all, and even welcome you to come." Ouyang Xinye suddenly regained his spirit, "you know, it's a very cool thing to kill people with a knife. If you can get rid of the other guys in our family, I think it's a very good thing."

Ouyang Xinye simply took a few mouthfuls of food, then stood up and said with a smile: "there are still many things in the capital. I'll go back first. You can eat something here. It's all on my account. "

With that, Ouyang Xinye turns around and goes out.

However, before he got to the door, he suddenly said, "Wu Chen, I will help you to put down this matter and give you half a year to prepare. At that time, if you have no ability and are defeated by my decadent family, I can only say sorry. "

Wu Chen didn't speak. He just clenched his fist tightly. The expression on his face was very strange and ferocious.

Outside the Pinxuan building, the sound of Maybach's departure rings, and a ghost like figure appears quietly beside Wu Chen, which is the "killing angel" Sheila.

"How are you doing with what I've told you?" Wu Chen took a sip of wine and looked very gloomy. He said to xira, "no matter what method you use, grasp the control of Wanbao group, and then we will continue to expand. Send a short message to the military division and tell him to count down for half a year and let him take care of himself. "

"Basically, it's OK." Sheila nodded and said to Wu Chen, "I'm going to inform the military division now. So... Are you still here? "

"You'll go later. Since this guy has ordered so many delicious things for us, we can't be blind."

After a pause, Sheila suddenly stammered: "well, boss, can I come with cecia?"

Wu Chen was a little embarrassed. He patted Sheila on the shoulder helplessly and began to laugh: "you are so hen pecked!"