After Zhao Fengming finished speaking about the subsequent development that day, Zhao Qianxiu shook his head and said, "Your situation is still too small and your vision of looking at the problem is too narrow. If it were me, I would have even spared him the 2 million yuan. Is it awkward to give you this kind of favor? What's the matter?

Remember one thing, either don’t do it or do it absolutely, and never do anything half-baked!"

A hint of embarrassment appeared on Zhao Fengming's fair face, "Well, I understand!"

At this moment, the one-eyed dragon brought two cups of tea. Zhao Qianxiu took a cup of moistening his throat and said, "I'll ask you again, what would you do if it were you at that time?"

"Well..." Zhao Fengming hesitated and said, "We should have stood by and watched from the beginning."

Zhao Qianxiu smiled, "So this is the difference between you and him.

Little people naturally have their way of survival. They give all their strength and fight hard, and the energy they burst out is huge; but you are different, you have a way out, so you will be cautious, compromise, and think twice before acting. In terms of courage, you are thousands of miles apart.

Of course, it’s not that you are not good at doing this, it’s just that you have more than enough success and lack of exploration.”

Zhao Fengming nodded modestly and was about to speak when his cell phone rang.

He picked it up and looked at it, then walked to the side and took it back and said a few words. When he came back, his smile seemed very strange.

Zhao Qianxiu asked, "What's wrong?"

Zhao Fengming said: "Ten minutes ago, the two people had a conflict in the sports hall, and it is said that they had taken action..."

...

...

Anlin Town, Lucheng City.

Guan Qiu rushed to the mobile phone store all the way, and when he arrived at the door of the store, he was a little staggering and shouted weakly, "Crooked..."

Wu Cuzi, who was having tea leisurely in the store, stretched his head and glanced. He was about to pretend that he didn't hear it, and then stood up suddenly, rushed to the door of the store, held Guan Qiu's arm and said, "What's wrong with you..."

Guan Qiu grinned his teeth and showed an ugly smile, "Don't ask, help me in... My legs are weak now."

"Okay, okay~" Wu Crook helped Guan Qiu into the store, then sat down on the recliner, turned around and closed the store door, walked over and asked in surprise, "How are you feeling, where are you feeling uncomfortable?"

Guan Qiu gasped for two times, and a look of pain flashed in his eyes, "Left hand arm..."

Wu Cuzi opened and closed the zipper of Qiu's clothes, carefully helped him take off his coat, then pulled up the wool shirt, and the wrist of his left hand swollen and became a little hot to the touch.

Wu Crooker said, "Hold on."

As he said that, he ignored Guan Qiu. His right hand, like a pair of withered vines, began to fumble on it carefully. After passing, he said, "It's not broken! But seeing that you feel so painful, it should be cracked, it's nothing serious."

As a thief king, Wu Crooker is also an expert in treating bruises and injuries. He usually helps with the people who have been injured outside.

So far, there are still disciples who have been injured outside and come to him for treatment. The effect is good, the effect is fast, and the charges are cheap.

Putting down his arm, Wu Crooker said, "Where are there besides his arms?"

"The chest is tight, and when you inhale, it hurts like a needle."

When Wu Crooker heard this, his face immediately became serious, "You are obviously suffering from internal injuries! Tell me, what's going on?"

Guan Qiu talked about the previous story.

When Wu Crook heard this, he said in surprise: "Is the one who hit you Chen Jing?"

"Yes!" Guan Qiu nodded and asked, "Do you know him?"

Wu Crooker said: "Nonsense, who doesn't know the famous Shanghai Dada Master Shen?"

Guan Qiu said depressedly: "Then why don't I know?"

Wu Crooker retorted: "That's because your level is too low."

Guan Qiu was powerless to argue with him and said with a little breath: "That guy has heavy legs... I resisted it at that time, and it felt like I was hit by a car."

When Wu Crook heard his words, his old face turned dark, "Are you stupid? These three-generation red retainers have received rigorous training since childhood. One sweeps and kicks cost three or four hundred kilograms. You dare to resist, and you are lucky if you didn't kick you to death."

Guan Qiu smiled bitterly and said, "For my injury, can you talk about these things again?"

Wu Crook stopped nagging and said, "It's not convenient here, go to the back."

Then Wu Crook took Guan Qiu to the courtyard.

He helped Guan Qiu tie a bandage on his left arm, then went to the kitchen for a long time to tinker with a bowl of green soup, with the wings of a few rustic bullflies floating on it.

Wu Crooker said nothing more. After Guan Qiu took it, he pinched his nose and drank it. A spicy and bitter heat flow rushed into his abdomen, and the smell was so choking that he almost vomited it out on the spot.

It was amazing. After the heat flowed into the abdomen, the feeling of chest tightness was significantly relieved. I took a few breaths of light, and the stinging pain like a needle would not follow me like a shadow.

Before he could show his joy, Wu Crooker said ruthlessly: "It hurts the muscles and bones for a hundred days, and it hurts the heart and lungs for half a year. Don't fight with others during this period. If the disease is rooted, it will not be cured no matter how much money it will cost in the future."

Guan Qiu nodded and said, "Well, I know."

Wu Crooker helped him cover the quilt and said, "You lie down here first, I'll go buy groceries and cook."

Guan Qiu reminded: "Don't tell Sister Xiangjun."

Wu Crooker didn't look back: "Do you think it's possible?"

Guan Qiu stuttered twice, then stopped talking.

Wu Xiangjun came faster than he thought.

Wu Crooker went to the vegetable market to buy vegetables before he came back, but Wu Xiangjun arrived in a hurry.

Seeing Guan Qiu lying on the bed with a sickly flushed face, his eyes turned red on the spot. He walked over and sat by the bed and asked softly, "How is it? Does it still hurt?"

Guan Qiu moved up a little and smiled and said, "It's okay, it'll be fine soon."

Wu Xiangjun sucked his nose and said, "I'm still showing off my power, my dad told me."

Guan Qiu said: "He is scaring you. I'm not doing well, before..."

Guan Qiu wanted to say that he had suffered injuries that were worse than this before, and then stopped him.

Wu Xiangjun reached out to touch his face, and after putting it down, he stood up and said angrily: "Bastard, it's too much to bully people! I'll go find them now." As he said that, Wu Xiangjun was about to leave.

Guan Qiu grabbed her hand and said, "Sister Xiangjun, don't go..."

"Don't stop me! I want to ask that smelly woman, why should I hit someone?" Wu Xiangjun refused to give in.

"Cough cough cough--" Guan Qiu coughed anxiously.

Wu Xiangjun quickly sat down again, held his shoulder and asked, "How are you doing, Guan Qiu, don't scare me..."

"It's okay..." Guan Qiu waved his hand, "Sister, listen to me. You don't know me. I'm a person who is willing to suffer losses? It's really because the other party is too big, and I can't compete with the current one."

Wu Xiangjun said with red eyes: "Then let it go?"

"So what can I do if I don't forget it? Do you want me to exchange his life for another? Even if he is willing, I don't want to~" After a pause, Guan Qiu said, "Don't think so much for the time being, let's develop slowly. It's not too late for a gentleman to take revenge, let alone a hypocrite like me?"

Wu Xiangjun was both angry and funny, "You still have the intention to joke, I was almost scared to death by you."

Just as the two of them were talking, Wu Crook, who went to the vegetable market to buy vegetables, came back.

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...

Six o'clock in the evening.

The Cao family mansion in the north of the city.

In the quaint dining room, Cao Shaoli, his son Cao An, grandson Cao Chunwei, and a group of female relatives were all present.

Today, the old man went against the norm and called everyone back for dinner. Everyone had a premonition that something would happen, so they all ate silently without saying a word.

Halfway through the meal, Cao Shaoli took a sip of clear soup and Runrun's throat said, "I'm calling you here today to announce something. From the first day of next month, Zijin will become the helmsman of the family business. Her words are what I mean, do you have no objection?"

Cao An, who was in his early fifties, had gray temples on his temples. Hearing this, he looked like a deflated ball, but then he replied: "I understand, dad."

Cao Chunwei, who was gentle and kind, looked like a scholar, congratulated to his sister next to him: "Zi Jin, remember to pay me more pocket money every month from now on."

Cao Zijin smiled and said nothing.

Then there is the female relative.

Cao Shaoli has a total of one son and three daughters, including Ren Yingying's mother, and currently holds important positions under the Cao Group.

At this time, when Cao Shaoli transferred the power, his daughters did not say anything.

Cao Zijin glanced at the faces of several aunts, curled the corners of his mouth, picked up chopsticks and put them in her father's bowl, "Dad, you eat the food."

The peace was broken, and everyone became talking and laughing again.

Cao Shaoli's eldest daughter Cao Hui smiled and said, "Dad, Zijin has just returned from the United States, so let her get familiar with the group business first and then make a decision."

The second daughter Cao Ping also said, "Yes, Dad, although Zijin has interned in a large foreign company, the situation at home and abroad is different after all, and this is a bit too hasty."

Cao Shaoli raised his longevity eyebrows and turned to look at his youngest daughter, Ren Yingying's mother Cao Qing, "Xiaoqing, what do you think?"

Cao Qing looked at her father's wise eyes and soon realized that things were a foregone conclusion. She forced herself to smile and said, "I have no objection."

Cao Shaoli said: "Since that's the case, then it's decided."

Half an hour later, the Cao family's discussion study room.

Cao Shaoli frowned and said, "Why are you going to find trouble for that little guard?"

Cao Zijin put his slender fingers on Cao Shaoli's shoulders and gently kneaded them, saying frankly: "I gave him two chances, but it's only three things. If I don't have any expression, it's not my personality."

Cao Shaoli shook his head and said, "I have had contact with that child Xiaoguan. His IQ, EQ, wrist and courage are the same. All he lacks is an opportunity. He turns into a dragon when he encounters the storm.

If you have a mortal enemy with him now, something will inevitably happen in the future.”

Cao Zijin smiled confidently and said, "I won't give him a chance!"

Cao Shaoli wanted to say something else, but in the end he didn't speak.

The reason why he handed over the power to his granddaughter was that he valued her decisive momentum in business.

It's a pity that I'm not a man!
Chapter completed!