The old house of Bai family at night was as quiet as death. There was no red lantern of the past, nor the sound of the musician's guzheng.

"Is Long Mingyi unmannerable?" Bai Jiyong had lost his usual calmness in his study, and thinking about things in his heart made him anxious.

Bai Jiyong looked at the sword he gave to Long Mingyi, and Long Mingyi sent it back to him, and felt a little scared. "Sister, he didn't take action even if he did this."

Bai Angxi, who was standing next to him, said: "Maybe he is really not familiar with him."

"No." Bai Jiyong said: "I know Long Mingyi is a bloody person."

Bai Jiyong found someone to incite some agents to ask for money from Zhandao Capital. The younger sister had no money and the older brother had it, so it was "reasonable" for them to ask for money.

As soon as a group of agents arrived at the door, Zhandao Capital was prepared. Li Xuerong explained the situation: Zhandao Capital and Mengyu have no formal connection.

"Long Mingyi is his half-brother. Let's look for him."

"There is no law to make sense. You will bear your own debt." Li Xuerong said: "It is your business to sign a contract with Mengyu Company. You will go through legal procedures. If the law commands us to compensate, then we are willing to compensate."

"We are going to find Long Mingyi." The man shouted loudly.

"You are very interesting." Li Xuerong smiled and said, "How much does it cost to give you?"

"What money?" the man took a step back.

"How much goods do you have in your hands?" Li Xuerong asked step by step: "Where do you put it? Who did you deliver it with? How much does it lose?"

"Thirty-two boxes." The man said: "The loss is 30,000."

The person next to him felt something was wrong. Li Xuerong said in surprise: "So little loss?"

"I was wrong, it was 60,000."

Everyone next to him looked at him strangely. Mengyu's facial mask is not that expensive. How much can a thirty-two box mask lose?

"Did you see it?" Li Xuerong said: "The person who incited everyone is not a victim of Mengyu. He doesn't even know how much he costs. You have been used as a gun. If you have friends from lawyers around you, you can ask. Any extreme behavior you have committed will be punished by law."

The man turned around and ran away. Seeing that he ran away, the crowd dispersed while cursing.

Bai Angxi came back to report to Bai Jiyong. Bai Jiyong was quite puzzled.

"Our people have not gone yet."

"Whose person greeted that?"

Li Xuerong returned to Zhandao Capital, nodded to Xuan Siyue, and went straight into Long Mingyi's office.

"The effect is good." Long Mingyi said: "I read it all."

"When that man ran away, there is no need to add money, right?"

Long Mingyi said: "What I said at that time was that you should be beaten and add money. It doesn't matter, give him some and make him shut up."

This scene was directed and acted by Long Mingyi and Li Xuerong. No matter how Bai Jiyong "remakes" the scenes he has been in, it will not exceed the original effect.

Mengyu's victims will no longer be fooled easily. They are two companies, so why should their brother help the company pay off their debts?

In a large classroom, Shen Yiren was wearing strap jeans and a white sweater. She tied a bun and had a big black-framed eyes. From time to time, she remembered the things written by the teacher on the blackboard in her notebook.

Shen Yiren signed up for a short-term business management class for weekend classes. She was preparing to return to the classroom to learn some knowledge. In the matter of Dagger Capital, she often felt like listening to the "Book of Heaven". She knew she needed to improve herself.

When studying, you have to dress like a student, so in a state. That's what Chen Yiren thinks.

Her classmates didn't think so. They were all suits and ties, and famous brands. These people came to meet friends.

"Enterprise." said the male teacher on the stage: "I won't talk about the concept, everyone knows it. What I want to say is, what do we treat it as? A child? A career?"

The people in the audience nodded.

The teacher shook his head and said, "If you want to do it well, we must treat it as ourselves. It is part of our body. Just like the hands, we don't necessarily know how the meridians of the hands grow, how the muscles move, and how the bones are arranged. We only need to know how to use it. In this era, there is no shortage of talents. What we need to do is to control the talent, which is right, right?"

"yes!"

Chen Yiren thought what he said was quite reasonable.

During the break, the outside of the training class also prepared hot water and instant coffee for everyone in a humanized manner. Chen Yiren bought a cup of coffee maker and returned to her seat, and was about to take a good look at what the teacher said during class.

"I didn't work so hard when I was in school." Chen Yiren said self-deprecatingly.

"Classmate." A young boy came over and asked, "Hello."

"Hello." Chen Yiren raised his hand and greeted her.

"What do you do?"

“I do flower shops, dance training, and investment.”

The man blinked and thought to himself: This is a rich second generation. He can do so many things at such a young age. It's a great opportunity.

Chen Yiren continued to look down and read. He didn't ask who the man was or what he did. She felt that knowledge was more important than connections, and people who came to this class usually felt that connections were more important than knowledge.

What everyone lacks and what they make up for. Chen Yiren does not lack connections, what she lacks is knowledge.

After class, Chen Yiren left the classroom with her schoolbag. The man called her from behind, "Where are you going? I'll give you it."

"I drove by myself." Chen Yiren waved his hand and left.

The man sat on his Magotan, and the pleasant continent passed directly by him.

"What a rich second generation. The opportunity is here." The man said happily clenched his fists.

Chen Yiren is young herself, and she is even younger after dressing up like this and has a good figure. No one thought she would get married and have children.

"Hey, Beibei." Chen Yiren received a call from Long Mingyi.

"Baby." Long Mingyi said: "Come here and have dinner with Zhang Lu tonight."

"OK."

Chen Yiren turned a corner and came to the office building of Zhandao Capital. She came out of the elevator and came to the door of Zhandao Capital. She was about to walk inside, but was stopped by the front desk.

"Hello, do you have an appointment?"

"Dimme." Chen Yiren took off her glasses and said, "It's me."

"I'm sorry." The front desk was really dizzy. "Please, I thought the student came to find a job."

"Thank you, just think you praised me for being young." Chen Yiren smiled at the front desk and walked in.

On the day we should have rested today, half of the people of Zhandao Capital did not have a rest. They thoroughly investigated everything about Baishan Group at the conference. In addition to the people of Zhandao, there were Zhang Lu's people. The Wall Street financial analysis expert invited by Zhang Lu discussed an opinion with Wang Qiwen, who knows the most fundamental analysis of Zhandao Capital.

Long Mingyi and Zhang Lu discussed the offensive route in the small conference room.

"Joan Mountain" and "Old Mountain" burn together.

The two of them are not without money. Baishan Group will be split and the new "Tao" will be taken down. Long Mingyi will destroy the Bai family's foundation for many years.

Xuan Siyue first handed over two copies of information. It was the first attack point that everyone sorted out.

Mi Ming took it, put one portion to Zhang Lu, and the other portion to Long Mingyi.

Lingfeng Organic Materials Company, a wholly-owned subsidiary of Baishan Group, has been losing money but has never been dealt with.

"Good opportunity." Long Ming said.

Zhang Lu said: "We should wait for the new 'peach'."

"It'll be here soon." Long Ming said with a smile.
Chapter completed!