AM Costics!
This company, once an enterprise under the Du Family, was now owned by three major shareholders: Jiang Xinghai, Shen Lingxue, and Su Yanyun.
It operated under the Shen Group.
Now, dozens of inflatable rainbow arches for the grand opening ceremony stood before the main entrance.
A festive atmosphere filled the air, both inside and out.
At the entrance, Su Yanyun waited with the company's top executives.
A hundred ters away, on the street running past them, dozens of comrcial vans were parked sideways, blocking the road.
"The police are here."
Hearing the sirens and seeing the dark masses of people on both sides, the color finally returned to Su Yanyun's face.
She had already received a call from Shen Lingxue and knew everything.
Now, all she had to do was face the situation calmly.
Not far away.
Zhang Wenfeng, the director of Jizhou Mansion, had already stepped out of his vehicle, surrounded by dozens of ard special police officers.
"Everyone, I am Zhang Wenfeng, the director for Jizhou."
Zhang Wenfeng got straight to the point. "I know you're all from the Martial Arts Families of Central State. Who is in charge here? I'd like to have a word."
The mbers of the Central State Martial Arts Families looked uneasy.
'This is a matter for those in the Martial Arts World. The people from Jizhou Mansion shouldn't be involved. Why are they making such a big scene?'
"I am Su Tao. I can serve as our temporary representative. May I ask why Mr. Zhang has co here?"
An old man with a receding hairline stood up straight, his hands clasped behind his back, clearly posturing to declare his noble status.
"Patriarch Su, please stand down now, and I will pretend this never happened. Otherwise, no matter how formidable you are, you're no match for hot weapons." Zhang Wenfeng did not mince words.
"Mr. Zhang, is this really necessary?"
Su Tao spread his hands and said indifferently, "This is just a personal grudge. Surely you don't need to bring ard special police to maintain public order, Mr. Zhang?"
"I won't repeat myself." Zhang Wenfeng's aura was overwhelmingly powerful.
He himself was a martial artist, as was every ard special police officer with him.
Su Tao fell silent.
'If Jizhou Mansion is this protective of their own, this will be very difficult.'
"Old Su, let handle this."
Just then, a hunchbacked old man hobbled over.
He smiled pleasantly and held a phone out to Zhang Wenfeng. "Mr. Zhang, it's a call from Mr. Sun in Central State."
"Mr. Sun..." Zhang Wenfeng swallowed hard at the na.
Jizhou was, after all, under the jurisdiction of Central State. In front of Mr. Sun, he had no authority.
"Mr. Sun, it's Zhang." Zhang Wenfeng took the phone.
"Zhang, this is a matter of the Martial Arts World. Both you and I belong to the governnt; it's not our place to interfere. Go back." Mr. Sun's voice was unquestionable, and he hung up as soon as he finished speaking.
This left Zhang Wenfeng quite irritated.
He had been tempted to reveal Jiang Xinghai's identity just now.
But!
Jiang Xinghai's identity was truly extraordinary, and the orders he had received stated that he, and he alone, could know it. It was absolutely not to be shared!
"Mr. Zhang, please head back now," the old man leaning on a cane said with a smile.
"I can stay out of it."
Zhang Wenfeng sighed inwardly. "But you will not make a move before AM's opening ceremony begins."
With that said, he turned and left.
"Don't worry, Mr. Zhang. We are rely waiting for soone. We won't act without a target before he appears," the hunchbacked old man said, smiling gleefully.
In truth, they had no intention of making a move just yet.
The one they were waiting for was, of course, Jiang Xinghai—the man who killed Su Damao!
Su Damao was the biological brother of the current Patriarch of the Su Family, one of the Six Great Martial Arts Families of Central State.
Su Damao's death was like a harsh slap across the face of the Central State Martial Arts Families.
Their arrival this ti was, naturally, to collect a debt.
A short while later.
Zhang Wenfeng approached Ma Long and Shen Lingxue. "My apologies. When it cos to the affairs of the Martial Arts World, a man in my position is truly powerless. However, they've guaranteed they won't cause any trouble before AM's opening. Have you notified Mr. Jiang?"
"Please don't worry, Mr. Zhang. He'll make it back in ti." Shen Lingxue took a deep breath. She believed that Jiang Xinghai was a man who kept his promises.
「At 10:30 in the morning.」
「Provincial City, Shanhe University.」
On a comrcial street two hundred ters from the university.
Jiang Xinghai, Lin Liping, and Feng Lulu were inside a storefront, planning the new Jishan Hall branch they were about to open there.
Feng Lulu had already successfully registered for the traditional Chinese dicine program and was now quietly waiting for classes to start the next day.
"Lulu, Xinghai and I are going back to Jizhou for a bit. We'll et with your maternal grandfather to finalize the plans, then we'll co back to officially open the branch. You'll be here by yourself, so don't leave the campus unless you have to. Got it?" Lin Liping reminded her, still worried.
"I know, Auntie. With the Feng Family helping now, I won't be in any danger," Feng Lulu replied sweetly.
Jiang Xinghai gently patted Feng Lulu's shoulder. "Alright then. We really have to go now."
"Go on. Rember to co visit often, okay? Besides, you still owe a course of treatnt," Feng Lulu said with a aningful wave.
Jiang Xinghai waved goodbye, then drove off with Lin Liping, speeding toward Jizhou.
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