The next day, Shen Group had just started work, and Jiang Mengmeng rushed to the chairman's office in a hurry.

"Ming, Brother Mingchao, Finance Department, I just received a huge sum of money." Jiang Mengmeng said intermittently before she could even kick her anger, which shows how scary this amount of money was.

At this time, Shen Mingchao was answering the phone, winked at Jiang Mengmeng, then looked respectful and agreed frequently. It was not until a few minutes later that the other party hung up the phone.

"Mengmeng, why are you doing so recklessly?" Shen Mingchao said with a frown.

Jiang Mengmeng was slightly unhappy. Shen Mingchao was very fond of her. Even if her brother didn’t treat her like this, he would blame himself for a phone call?

She couldn't help but wonder who Shen Mingchao was talking to the phone just now, but compared with the huge sums of money that the Finance Department had just collected, she was even more curious about the source of the huge sums.

"Brother Mingchao, the Finance Department just received a huge sum of money, one billion!" Jiang Mengmeng looked at Shen Mingchao and asked, "Does this matter have anything to do with you?"

Shen Mingchao nodded and said, "I have received the call just now. This one billion is just preliminary funds. The Song family will have more funds to send."

Jiang Mengmeng's heart was stuck in her throat. Could it be that this is the background family and the Song family that Shen Mingchao mentioned?

"Brother Mingchao, how rich is the Song family? It takes 1 billion at one move?" Jiang Mengmeng asked dumbfoundedly.

Even if Shen Group sold it, it would not be 100 million!

Jiang Mengmeng knew that Shen Mingchao returned to Donghai to do business for the Song family and compete for the development of the new city, but Shen Mingchao only tied with the East China Sea God, and he could still get a return of one billion?

She is now extremely curious about the so-called aristocratic family.

Shen Mingchao smiled faintly and said, "Mengmeng, the energy of the Song family is beyond your imagination. One billion may be an astronomical figure for ordinary people, but for the Song family, it is a drop in the bucket and is not worth mentioning."

Jiang Mengmeng's eyes bulged and almost fell out of her sockets. Should she be so exaggerated? One billion yuan is just a drop in the bucket for the Song family?

So if Shen Mingchao holds this thick leg, will Shen’s Group become a listed company in less than half a year?

"Brother Mingchao, then how do you plan to use this transaction? Should I buy land? Or expand the company first? Or..." Jiang Mengmeng looked at Shen Mingchao for advice and asked.

Shen Mingchao waved to Jiang Mengmeng. After she got closer, she smiled faintly and said, "Mengmeng, you should buy a sports car for millions first. Haven't you always like Huang Yanjun's red Ferrari? Go and buy it."

"Wow, Brother Mingchao, you are so nice to me!" Jiang Mengmeng kissed Shen Mingchao in excitement.

She always wanted a Ferrari, but unfortunately she had no money. Who would have thought that Shen Mingchao would be so generous?

Jiang Mengmeng was so excited that she almost fainted.

"Of course it's true." Shen Mingchao took Jiang Mengmeng, patted Jiang Mengmeng's little head and said, "You are my sister, of course I want to treat you well."

Jiang Mengmeng immediately broke free from Shen Mingchao's hug and played the little girl's temper. Although a Ferrari is good, she is hard to fill and she wants too many things. Now that she knows that Shen Mingchao's background is so powerful, how could she be satisfied with just one Ferrari?

"Brother Mingchao, you are very useless to me now. When you have a wife, you will forget your sister. I have no place to cry." Jiang Mengmeng said angrily.

Shen Mingchao laughed and said, "Hahaha, Mengmeng, do you think your brother Mingchao looks like this?"

"Like, and I know, there are photos of Huang Yanjun in your mobile phone album." Jiang Mengmeng scolded with dissatisfaction: "Brother Mingchao, what's the point of Huang Yanjun? Why can't you forget her? Can I, Jiang Mengmeng, look ugly than her and have a figure as bad as her?"

Shen Mingchao was slightly surprised, looked at the angry Jiang Mengmeng, and pretended to be angry and said, "Mengmeng, you are of course the most beautiful in my heart, but you are a sister, how can you be like Yan Jun!"

Although Jiang Mengmeng is not bad, she is her sister after all. How could Shen Mingchao have any ideas about her?

However, Jiang Mengmeng was afraid that Shen Mingchao would disperse her love for her after he had a wife, and was dissatisfied with Huang Yanjun for 100 or 1,000.

"Huang Yanjun, I will definitely replace you in Brother Mingchao's heart!"

At the same time, an old man was waiting quietly in a manor in Zhonghai City. As soon as Shen Mingchao's phone was hung up, he immediately handed a tablet with both hands.

"Young Master, all the videos of Chen Qiye's competition are here." The old man said respectfully.

The young man pushed his back with a backhand, no interest at all, and said lazily: "Uncle Quan, say, I'll listen."

Uncle Quan nodded, and then told Chen Qiye about the battle situation in the Eastern Sect that night.

"Young Master, this Chen Qiye is really strong." Uncle Quan said concludingly.

"This is the strength that the realm master should have. Chen Qiye did not disappoint me." The young master praised Chen Qiye and said.

Uncle Quan was slightly surprised. Didn’t the young master hate Chen Qiye to the core?

Why do you praise the enemy?

He wanted to ask the young master how he made enemies with Chen Qiye several times, but he swallowed them back several times. After all, he was a servant, and the young master was the heir of the Song family. If the master didn't say it, he wouldn't ask much as a servant.

But there was a question that he had to ask.

"Young Master, why don't you tell Shen Mingchao directly that Chen Qiye is the God of War in the East China Sea?" Uncle Quan asked. In this way, wouldn't Shen Mingchao take revenge even more fiercely?

The young master shook his head and said, "Because Shen Mingchao was conceited and stubborn, he knew the meaning of the word "Land Lord". If he knew that Chen Qiye was the God of War in the East China Sea, he would think of more, so he still couldn't let him know at the moment."

Uncle Quan asked puzzledly, "Young Master, Shen Mingchao will know sooner or later. By then, will he be worthless? Wouldn't your carefully designed plan be ruined?"

The young master smiled playfully: "Uncle Quan, the way to raise dogs lies in being fierce. Shen Mingchao is destined to be Chen Qiye's opponent, so I want to keep throwing his bones, let him swell and make him fearless."

"At that time, Shen Mingchao found that he was not Chen Qiye's opponent, and he even found that the waste in his eyes was actually far higher than his existence."

"Uncle Quan, what do you think will happen to a stubborn person like Shen Mingchao?"

After deep thought, Uncle Quan said: "Shen Mingchao will suffer severe self-esteem, collapse of faith, and even become crazy. He will regard the killing of Chen Qiye as his lifelong goal. However, from the Eastern Sect game, it is easy for Chen Qiye to kill Shen Mingchao, and you will have no good show at that time."

The young master smiled, first the corners of his lips slightly tugged, then his whole body shook wildly, and then his overwhelming laughter filled the entire manor.

"Hahahaha, Uncle Quan, the show had just begun at that time."

"Uncle Quan, you don't know how silly and compassionate Chen Qiye is. Shen Junshan died because of Shen Junwen. Chen Qiye has always felt ashamed of Shen Mingchao's lineage. How could he kill Shen Mingchao?"

"At that time, Shen Mingchao will know Chen Qiye's true identity. He has the will to kill Chen Qiye. Chen Qiye cannot bear to kill Shen Mingchao because of the grudges of the previous generation. This is a good show for brothers to kill each other, a peerless show."

After get off work, Chen Qiye and Lin Chuxue returned to the Lin family talking and laughing, but as soon as they pushed the door, they were stunned. Tang Min actually sat in the hall and sobbed faintly.

Lin Chuxue was panicked and searched for Lin Haifeng's shadow everywhere. She thought Tang Min was bullied again, but there was no one in the whole family?

"Mom, what's wrong with you?" Lin Chuxue hurriedly jogged over and asked.

Tang Min hurriedly turned his back and refused to speak.

Lin Chuxue asked again, but Tang Min still didn't speak, and the more she asked, the more she cried, the more fiercely she cried. Lin Chuxue was completely panicked and hurriedly gave Chen Qiye a wink. At this time, outsiders were better at speaking than relatives.

"Mom, are there any difficulties? Can you tell me?" Chen Qiye squatted down and asked.

In this society, there are not many women like her who silently endure pain for her family. He thinks Tang Min is a respectable and great woman.

"Haifeng, I didn't come back last night, so I didn't answer my phone. I went to No. 11 Middle School to find him after get off work today. The school said he was not here today." Tang Min cried like a child, looking at Chen Qiye with tears on his face and said, "Qiye... You said your father, is something wrong? I'm so worried about him!"
Chapter completed!