"Shoot? Wang San, you have been in the company for so many years. You should know my personality. I have never been threatened." He Changqing smiled and glanced around. Wherever he looked, he was wearing sunglasses and had a pistol.

"Wang San, do you think you can get out of here?" He Changqing asked with his eyes narrowed, then snorted, looking at the former with a smile: "There are not many people in this world who have the right to bet big names. If you can't afford to bet, don't bet with me."

“The world is so unfair!”

"Don't force me, Mr. He!" Wang San shouted. Of course, he knew what kind of person He Changqing was. He could do anything. His forehead was covered with cold sweat, his palms were covered with sweat, and he felt a little uncomfortable. He felt that he couldn't hold the gun.

He tightened his fingers and held the pistol hard. The muzzle was pressed against Zhou Yingjie's temple. His eyes were staring at He Changqing fiercely, and he shouted incoherently: "I want to kill her! Give me a right to choose, otherwise I will die with her! I will take your horse away and make you regret it for the rest of your life."

He Changqing shook his head, his 28-kit hairstyle swung left and right, his mouth raised slightly, and his face still had the same smile-like expression: "Wang San, do you think you have a choice?"

"You don't!" He asked and answered: "If you have a choice, tens of millions of people in Yue will not have to be refugees, there will not be so many people begging for food on the streets, and there will not be so many people in the world starving to death."

He added word by word: "Man has no choice."

"Let's shoot, you're dead." He Changqing said, as if he was talking about something ordinary.

Despair, deep despair!

Wang San felt like he was in a bottomless abyss, with endless darkness above his head.

"Kill one to earn one, I want my life, I won't let you have a good life!" Wang San said intently. He was completely willing to do so, his eyes turned blood red, he stared at He Changqing tightly, and then shouted: "He Changqing, I want you to go to hell with me! Ah--"

He left Zhou Yingjie's temple with his gun, then roared, aimed at He Changqing in front of him and pulled the trigger...

"Bang bang bang!"

The white flames at the muzzle flash frequently, but—

He Changqing pointed at the gun but had nothing to do with it. Instead, he still had the same smile and looked at him with a sarcastic expression.

"ah?!"

Wang San exclaimed, glanced at the pistol in his palm, his face instantly turned gray, and then immediately understood that there was no bullet in the gun chamber, and the bullet in the magazine was wielded and there was no warhead at all.

Why did He Changqing do this?

Playing with me? It's unlikely...

Could it be...he really wants to let me go?

Thinking the key point, Wang San felt regretful. Now it's too late to say anything...

When Wang San was secretly regretting, Zhou Yingjie, who was held hostage by him, suddenly turned around and hit him hard on the bridge of his nose. Then he grabbed him back with both hands, and fell over his shoulder. With a "bang!", he slapped on the edge of the swimming pool. Spider-web-like cracks appeared on the light-colored tiles, and blood was splashed.

"Papapapapapapa!" He Changqing applauded, gave Zhou Yingjie an admiring look with a smile, then stretched out his right hand and spread his five fingers.

Uncle Jian took out a Browning "Great Power" pistol from his arms and handed it upside down to He Changqing's hand.

He Changqing took the pistol, "Click!", pulled the sleeve, aimed at Wang San on the ground with a muzzle...

Wang San raised his head, "Mr. He... He..."

"Bang!"

A ripe "big watermelon" burst out, "melon flesh" and "melon juice" splashed everywhere, and the blue swimming pool water gradually dyed a large pool red.

He Changqing returned the pistol that was still carrying the warmth to Uncle Jian, glanced at the mess all over the ground, and then ordered: "Uncle Jian, handle it cleanly."

"I understand, Mr. He." Uncle Jian bowed and responded, then greeted several subordinates to start the cleaning work.

He Changqing hugged Zhou Yingjie. Thinking that she had been stabbed in her head with a gun just now, it must have hurt. He couldn't help feeling distressed. He stroked her cheek and asked softly, "Didn't you hurt?"

Zhou Yingjie shook her head. She had long guessed that the pistol must have been tampered with. How could He Changqing's mind give the right to choose to others? No matter when and where, he must be on the side of the exercise of initiative.

A small person like Wang San will never be able to do something like an ant to make a big elephant. It is too easy to crush him to death, and you don’t have to pay much attention to it. What really attracts her attention is the next thing:

"Changqing, the war situation in Yue Kingdom is getting more and more chaotic, the situation is getting worse and worse, and the regular army is losing ground. Do you see if we transfer the industry there as soon as possible..."

He Changqing waved his hand. He still has the ability to have women, but the only thing he lacks is strategic vision and does not see long-term. He wants to slowly cultivate her so that she can share his choice.

He Changqing: "Ajie, as a person, you must stand high and look far, and your vision should not be limited to your eyes. Do you know what kind of wealth is best to make in the world? It is war wealth. During war, fighting for a year is equivalent to ten or twenty years of peace."

He also said: "Now that prices in Yue countries are soaring, their currency is depreciating at the limit, and the US dollar's value has skyrocketed. It is the time to make a fortune. I plan to smuggle a batch of US dollars and purchase hard currency such as gold leaves, diamonds, platinum at a low price... You should know that if the rich people in their country want to take refuge abroad, foreign exchange is exactly what they urgently need... ten times a hundred times the price, and they are willing to pay."

Zhou Yingjie nodded. Her man's ability is obvious to all. The Changqing Group can develop into the current power, and her man makes a great contribution. Therefore, she will not object to what he decided. The decisions he made so far have been proven to be correct afterwards.

Zhou Yingjie: "When do you plan to start doing this?"

She refers to the plan to smuggle US dollars to Vietnam.

"Tomorrow." He Changqing looked at Zhou Yingjie, "I plan to let you take responsibility for this matter. Tomorrow, go to the bank with me to get a batch of US dollar cash."

"Okay, no problem." Zhou Yingjie replied.

...

The next morning.

hotel.

"Hey, kim ming, are you getting up so early?" Bai Er was angry and came out to the bathroom with sleepy eyes, but found Liu Jianming brushing his teeth inside.
Chapter completed!