The Romantic Soldier King

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"Xiao Yao, you can do it!" small bamboo gasped for breath as he encouraged Jiang Chuyao.    

    

She raised her head and realized that she was actually facing a mirror. Inside, she could clearly see her embarrassed movements and Ye Cheng's strong and healthy chest.    

    

Another two hours passed. The three of them went from the bathroom to the bed, Jiang Chuyao was also relieved and loved her, hence he and Lu Mengzhu fought against Ye Cheng together. However, Ye Cheng did not know if it was because of the cultivation technique, but doing this with his own woman, he did not feel tired at all, rather, he became more energetic and he realised that ever since he had recovered, he was in a much better condition than when he was in his prime.    

    

Ye Cheng attributed this matter to the fact that he had broken through those acupoints, but did not die, and instead gain blessing from misfortune. Whether it was his attack speed, reaction speed, or strength, they had all increased, could it be that his Jinyang Qi could absorb the vital yin energy from their bodies? I just don't know if it's harmful to their bodies, but it doesn't look like it is.    

    

The three of them laid on the bed. Ye Cheng hugged the two girls' tender bodies in each of her hands and thought bitterly in her heart, wondering if she had spent too much today. From the early morning Chen Luoxue to the noon Zhang Kejia, to the evening's beauty and Xiao Lu, to tonight's beauty and Lu Mengzhu, these six women.    

    

At dawn, the East China Sea stock market finally closed.    

    

In an extremely difficult situation, Winning Group had finally stabilized the situation because of the persistent efforts of his team, and did not lose all of them.    

    

Of course, everyone knew that when the new day's stock market opened, the victories would be met with a new round of fierce attacks. If the victories didn't provide enough funds to fight, then it was only a matter of time before the defenses to the victories collapsed.    

    

This was a financial war without smoke. Moreover, this was only the beginning.    

    

In one of the presidential suites of a five-star hotel in the East China Sea, the morning sun was gradually rising in the misty mist outside the wide and bright window.    

    

The light in the east sky was cozy as it gradually enveloped the gradually bustling city. Today, victory was a much greater challenge, and the number of people paying attention to the battle was not small. After all, victory was the largest private enterprise in the East China Sea, and there were thousands of employees.    

    

An old man with white hair and wearing a black silk pajamas stood in front of the big window. He seemed to have finished his recovery work long ago, however, this old man had a pair of triangular eyes, with a cold ray of light emitting from them from time to time. His tanned eyebrows were very thick, and he didn't look kind at all.    

    

He turned around and walked to a round glass table. On the table, there was a large plate of fresh fruits, a cup of hot milk, and a few pieces of toast with garlic flavour.    

    

Before the elder could pick up the bread, he heard a report from outside the room: "Mr. Leng, Mr. Qiao is here."    

    

The black-clothed elder frowned, as if he was dissatisfied with someone disturbing his breakfast. After thinking for a moment, he still said, "Let him in."    

    

The door opened, and a well-dressed, good-looking man walked into the room. He revealed a flattering smile, bowed towards the old man, and said with a smile: "Sorry to disturb you, Uncle Leng, but I really shouldn't be here like that. I will definitely be back late tomorrow."    

    

At this time, if Qiao Rubing was here, he would definitely be shocked to see this man in a suit, because he was his own brother. Qiao Rulong, was just a adopted son of Qiao Rubing's father.    

    

The old man who was addressed as Uncle Leng put down his bread, supporting himself on the chair with his dried up hands. His wrinkled face had a smile that was not a smile as he looked at Qiao Rulong: "From the looks of it, you seem to have good news."    

    

"You are right. "The stock market has just closed, and the East Asian Scriber Team that we hired has taken the initiative, so the gains now amount to at least five billion dollars in losses." Qiao Rulong's eyes flickered with raging and excited flames, his mouth curved in a cold smile, Qiao Rubing, you slut, just you wait, don't think you can get what I can't, even if I ruin my victory.    

    

"It doesn't matter if you win or lose because of this little bit of battle experience." The old man seemed to be muttering to himself, "The key is still dependent on the next two days." In terms of funding, I have already united the Sung Group and Hong Kong's gathering of wealthy merchants, so I am sure that I can win against those who are short on funds. Furthermore, I have already pressured the major banks to the point that it would be difficult for them to obtain loans from them. As long as no accidents happens, that little girl Qiao Rubing has to admit defeat sooner or later. "    

    

Otherwise, I, Qiao Rulong, would have been hurt by that bitch Qiao Rubing, and can only stay in the United States. Also, even if I can get enough money, it'll be hard to resist against a golden signboard that wins. "Qiao Rulong's eyes revealed a hint of ruthlessness, and he said:" Old Leng, don't worry. Even if Qiao Rubing does have any more business methods now, if she doesn't have enough money to make up for it, she won't be able to save her life. Plus, we're not just planning on the stock market, we haven't turned our cards around yet. The hitman I hired had already infiltrated the Winning Group. Once we bury the bomb that won, that bitch Qiao Rubing would commit suicide even if she doesn't die, hehe, but I have my own question, why does Elder Leng want to help me? Could it be that you also have enmity with Qiao Rubing, with just your ability alone, you can easily kill her. "    

    

"You ?" "What a belly full of evil tricks," Elder Mao snorted coldly, his thick eyebrows raised up in disdain as he looked at Qiao Rulong. That little girl Qiao Rubing is not so easy to kill. It's best for you to not act rashly, or else you will suffer. Also, this is not the time to kill her, but don't worry, I will definitely help you fulfill your wish. "    

    

"Yes, yes. Old Leng's teachings are correct." Qiao Rulong quickly lowered his head and admitted his mistake.    

    

The corner of Qiao Rulong's mouth revealed a sinister smile, and thought in his heart: Qiao Rubing, the insult you gave me, I will make you use pain that makes you wish you were dead to repay me. I will make you lose everything, let's see how you can still be arrogant ?    

    

Just at this time, a report came in from the bodyguard outside the door, "Master, Sir Song Liangjun from Song family wishes to see you."    

    

"Is Ning Liangjun here?" Elder Mao's eyes revealed a hint of doubt: "Let him in."    

    

Song Liangjun who was dressed in a fashionable Fan Si Zhe suit looked kind and handsome, his handsome appearance was very natural and unrestrained, yet he did not even glance at Qiao Rulong who was standing at the side as though he was disdainful of wasting his gaze.    

    

"Elder Leng was really caught off guard and suddenly came to the East China Sea from Hong Kong. At first, Liang Jun thought that you only needed to control it from a distance, and that you would need to personally come." Song Liangjun laughed sinisterly.    

    

The old man knocked on the chair with his finger a few times, then extended his hand for Song Liangjun to sit and talk. He casually said: "You don't understand, Song family's brat, I am very curious, back then your Patriarch did not agree to deal with Sheng, how did you persuade them?"    

    

"It's simple, because I am now the first successor to the clan, my elder brother, since he can't become a man anymore, his mentality has started to distort. As the only man with power in the clan's direct line of descent, my advice is still very strong, and if I win, it will only benefit the Sung Group and not the Sung Group." He continued, "There is another important reason. Coincidentally, in the past few days, I have been very interested in the Qiao Rubing of the Winning Group, but that woman was very arrogant and did not give me any face, so I can only make her lose anything in order to submit to me. I will make her kneel and lick my crotch! "So when this guy found me and I knew that I had Elder Leng's help, I immediately agreed," Song Liangjun said as he glanced at Qiao Rulong.    

    

"Hehe, you are not a simple kid, but I like your personality. Furthermore, the last reason is your real goal, right? I have seen Qiao Rubing's picture of that girl, and she is indeed very beautiful." However, his laughter sounded very sinister and terrifying.    

    

Hehe, what Old Leng says is true, it can't be that Old Leng also has his eyes on Qiao Rubing, you won't fight with me, the junior, for it right? Song Liangjun now had a completely different status, furthermore, he was only in a cooperative relationship with Elder Leng, and was not asking for help like Qiao Rulong. Therefore, Song Liangjun did not seem to have any great caution and respect for Elder Leng, as the Song family was one of the top business groups in the East Sea, and was able to support such a group in the East China Sea, which was the largest financial center of China.    

    

"Stop talking nonsense with me. You and your father really have different personalities," Master Mao glared at Song Liangjun and shook his head.    

    

Song Liangjun took a bite of the banana and laughed, "Actually, it's nothing much. This matter is not big, but it's not small either. The reason why they couldn't get up was because they didn't have much of a background or a partner, and the biggest reason was that they were private. Without a political background, the banks wouldn't dare to lend a loan to them to win due to the pressure of the cold elders. Old Man Leng should be very clear that your forces are mainly in the south. "Our Song Family has more face here.    

    

The old man's eyes lit up, his thick eyebrows raised up as he looked at Song Liangjun: So?    

    

"Actually, to me, it doesn't matter who the victor is, or who the victim is." Song Liangjun threw the banana peel into the trash can, stood up and paced around for a bit, then continued: "Right now, I just want a woman, a future mistress of Song family. I have observed her for a long time. She is very capable and decisive in her actions, so I need her, so I cannot let anything happen to Qiao Rubing. However, I also have to make her submit to me, victory or defeat is not a big deal in the eyes of our Song family consortium. "    

    


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