Chapter 211 (1/2)

I am Han Sanqian 豪婿 35680K 2022-07-23

A worthless relationship!

This sentence directly hit Su Haichao's heart.

He used these words to threaten Su Yingxia, but he didn't want Su Yingxia to see through the essence of the matter directly.

When he is no longer the chairman of the company, who will pay attention to him?

Since Kangling died, they mentioned that they would continue to cooperate with the company. Su Haichao knows that there must be something inside. Maybe Su Yingxia, a schemer, has already mastered all this.

”Su Yingxia, I will make you regret it.” Su Haichao finished, looked at other su family relatives and continued: ”I will let you know who can lead the Su family to prosperity. You garbage will regret it sooner or later if you follow her.”

After su Haichao left, the Su family meeting went on as usual. Su Yingxia's plan was very simple, to stabilize the existing development of the Su family, and then to seek a breakthrough. Naturally, other people didn't dare to have any opinions on this matter. After all, they had to rely on the company to survive. Now Su Yingxia is the chairman of the board of directors, so they obediently obey their orders.

At the same time, Han Sanqian drove the Lamborghini he had brought back from the repair shop towards Rongshi.

Chengdu is less than 100 kilometers away from Yuncheng, but it has developed better than Yuncheng, and has the momentum of impacting the first tier cities in recent years.

There is a very famous temple in Rong City. On the 15th day of the first day of the lunar new year, pilgrims will go to the temple to pray for blessings. It is said that the abbot of the temple is the reincarnation of a great immortal. Of course, only some devout believers will believe this. Ordinary pilgrims just come here to seek some psychological comfort.

In places like temples, it's very strange to see people dressed as Taoists. But at this time, there was a young Taoist walking up the path towards the back mountain, and he didn't care when passers-by looked at him strangely.

”What are you looking at? Haven't you seen Taoist chanting Buddhism?”

”Look again, believe it or not, I'll dig out your eyes.”

”Get out of the way, get out of the way.”

The young Taoist swearing all the way to the back of the mountain, after nine twists and eighteen turns, came to a green tile house.

There are rare people here. They belong to the forbidden area for pilgrims. Only a few people know about this place, such as the abbot of the temple.