In early September, the autumn wind is cold.

The withered yellow leaves fall on the broad shoulders.

Jiang Ce stood under the old tree, and wherever he looked, was the office building of Jinmeng Technology.

"Brother, they teamed up to design and frame me, and I can't survive."

Two months ago.

Jinmeng Technology's capital chain was broken, and the chairman, Jiang Mo, was borne a huge debt of 1.2 billion yuan, and the company was mortgaged to Tianding Enterprise He Yaolong.

"Brother, I'm sorry, I'll take the lead."

At twelve o'clock in the evening, Jiang Mo jumped down from the roof and died on the spot.

A generation of business talents fell.

Anyone with a discerning eye can see the problem here. The shopping mall is like a battlefield, and Jiang Mo is a pitiful victim.

In the cold wind.

Jiang Ce took a deep breath and looked up at the stars shining in the sky.

"Mo, I'm sorry, my brother is late."

"Don't worry, my brother will let you bury you with all those who frame you."

In the past five years, Jiang Ce has gone to the war-torn western border to serve in the army.

Starting from a young soldier, he fought bravely to the enemy, gained many military achievements, and was eventually promoted to commander-in-chief, becoming the Shura God of War admired by everyone.

Now, he is back.

In the night, a bleak figure walked out of the darkness and handed a small blue notebook to Jiang Ce.

He is Mu Yangyi, a good brother who follows Jiang Ce through life and death and fights on the battlefield.

"Boss, just ant, why do you have to do it yourself?"

"As long as you give an order, I can guarantee that Tianding Enterprise, He Yaolong and others will all disappear from the world within three days."

Jiang Ce shook his head slightly.

"Some things must be settled by me."

"I understand."

Mu Yang lowered his head slightly and disappeared quickly like a gust of wind, leaving no trace.

Jiang Ce made up his clothes and walked towards the Jinmeng Technology Building not far away.

When he was about to enter the door, an old man with a bag and hunched over, slowly walked out, and ran into Jiang Ce who was walking towards him.

"I'm sorry..." The old man looked up and prepared to apologize. When he saw Jiang Ce's firm face, his eyes instantly wet, "Master, are you back?"

"Yes, Uncle Cheng, I'm back."

Cheng Hai is an old employee of Jinmeng Technology. He has watched the Jiang brothers grow up since childhood. For Jiang Ce, he is not only a member of the company, but also an elder as friendly as a grandfather.

Cheng Hai looked at Jiang Ce, then looked back at the company building, and his disappointment was beyond words.

"You're late."

At this time, a young man with red hair dyed his head walked over with a cigarette in his mouth.

"Old guy, what are you rubbing around there?"

"Didn't you hear me telling you to pack up and get out?"

"If you don't get out, do you believe your father or not, I'll punch you?"

Cheng Hai nodded repeatedly, "Yes, yes, let's go now, let's go now."

Fear and impatient, Cheng Hai shivered in his hand, and his bag fell to the ground, and the things inside were rolling everywhere.

"Hey, I'm old, dare you dirty my territory?"

The red-haired young man walked up quickly, raised his foot and kicked Cheng Hai's stomach.

There was a loud bang.

Cheng Hai stood intact, while the red-haired young man lay five meters behind the gate.

Jiang Ce'an's figure was already blocked by Cheng Hai.

"You, dare you hit me?"

"Do you know who I am?"

Jiang Ce looked at the red-haired young man coldly and stepped on He Jiaming's face.

"Who are you?"

Cheng Hai was startled and hurried forward to pull Jiang Ce away, saying in horror: "Young Master, don't be impulsive. He is He Jiaming, the nephew of the company's chairman He Yaolong, and we can't afford to offend him, so leave quickly."

"Walk?"

He Jiaming stood up and brushed his sleeves. With a wave of his hand, seven or eight security guards rushed out and surrounded the two of them.

"Do you think you can leave?"

Cheng Hai was so scared that his hands and feet were trembling, and he hurriedly said, "Manager He, I'm so sorry. The eldest young master just came back and was ignorant and didn't recognize your true face. I'm here to say sorry to you."

"I'm sorry?" He Jiaming stepped forward and patted Cheng Hai's face gently, "If it's useful to say sorry, why do you still use the police?"

"Kill me all this little macaque and that old thing."

"Don't hold back, I'll carry it for you."

"superior!"

Several security guards surrounded them with electric batons.

Cheng Hai was so anxious that tears were about to fall, "Young Master, you have been in trouble, what should I do?"

Jiang Ce shook his head slightly, took a step forward, blocking Cheng Hai behind him.

For the Shura War God who fought on the battlefield, he didn't take it seriously just a few security guards.

Just as the security guards were about to rush forward, suddenly, a silver BMW parked outside the company building.

The car door opened and a man in a suit and tie walked out of the car.

This person is He Yaolong, the current chairman of Jinmeng Technology.

"What's going on?"

When the security guards saw He Yaolong, they were all so scared that they stood at attention.

He Jiaming came over and said, "Second uncle, someone is causing trouble. We are planning to give them some color."

"Oh? Who is so bold?"

He Yaolong came over and took a look, and was very happy.

"Oh, isn't this Jiangce?"

"I heard that you went out to serve in the army five years ago and had no news. Why did you suddenly come back?"

He Yaolong said to He Jiaming, "This is the biological brother of the former chairman."

He Jiaming sneered in his heart,

Isn’t the former chairman Jiang Mo? The waste who was forced to jump off the building and commit suicide by committing suicide by carrying 1.2 billion yuan in debt.

My younger brother is a waste, how good can my older brother be?

He Yaolong said with a smile: "Everyone is not an outsider. It's just a misunderstanding. Let's go in and have a couple of drinks together."

He pulled Jiang Ce and walked towards the hall.

He Jiaming smiled coldly and followed closely behind.

Cheng Hai looked at Jiang Ce's back worriedly, anxious and helpless. He knew that He Yaolong, a smiling tiger, would definitely not have any good things to "invite Jiang Ce in".

"Young Master, don't make any trouble."

In the company, Jiang Ce followed He Yaolong to the hall.

Today is the company's annual meeting. All employees are dressed up and attended, everyone is full of jewelry, wearing gold and silver, and they look like an upper class person.

It was less than a month since Jiang Mo passed away, but they had long forgotten him, and they even lived happily and were extremely happy.

He Yaolong led Jiang Ce to the stage, clapped his hands, and signaled everyone to be quiet.

Then, he smiled at the microphone and said, "Dear colleagues, please allow me to waste a minute of your time and introduce you to the one around me."

"He is Jiang Ce, the brother of Jiang Mo, the former chairman who is afraid of death and jumped off the building with a coward."

Everyone in the audience looked at Jiang Ce with a playful look.
Chapter completed!