Almighty in the city

Chapter 261: The Four Young Masters of Yanjing

As the financial center of China, Shanghai has an unimaginable number of rich people with names and surnames. As for the low-key hidden rich people, they are even harder.

Just like Mijian’s Wall Street, in Shanghai, you can never judge a person’s net worth by his clothes. Of course, unless you can recognize those who don’t even have trademarks, but the prices are Armani, Gucci, Chanel, etc. Aristocratic clothing several times the luxury brand.

There is a very famous saying on Wall Street--

Don't underestimate anyone around you, even if he is just an old worker walking on the lawn pushing a lawn mower, because he might be the real boss of your company.

On Wall Street, ninety-nine percent of those well-dressed are professional managers working for others, and those real predators who hold absolute equity in the company may sit on a bench in the park and watch the news in the Wall Street Journal; Or, wearing a workman's uniform, doing his hobby of mowing lawns and trees.

This principle also applies to Shanghai.

However, it does not apply to young people who are just the age of showing their sharp edges.

For them, pointing the country and slamming Fang Qiu is what they should do at this age.

Outside a private manor on the outskirts of the city, an extended Lincoln bulletproof car steadily parked in front of the manor gate full of European court style.

The driver lowered the window and handed an electronic card to a security guard who was wearing a suit, leather shoes, a pair of big sunglasses, and a blank expression on his face.

This sturdy security guard swiped the electronic card to the access control system, only to hear two beeps, and the gate of the manor automatically opened to both sides.

As a result, the driver raised the window glass of the electronic card handed back by the security guard. As soon as he stepped on the accelerator, the extended Lincoln bulletproof car steadily drove into the manor.

In the back seat of the car, there were five young people, three men and two women, chatting leisurely.

On the in-vehicle coffee table, there is a bottle of Lafite 1982 that has been opened, and there is a little bright red liquid in a few goblet.

"Ling Feng, I heard that you were'played' in Shanghai." A pretty non-mainstream young man dressed up looked at Zhao Lingfeng who was sitting opposite him with a joking look.

Zhao Lingfeng's face was a bit ugly.

Last night, he not only lost 10 million, but was also forced to climb more than a thousand meters of mountain roads by the Shanghai drag racing party. His palms, elbows, knees and soles were all worn out, and he didn’t have the pain all night. Can fall asleep.

Although he later bought a thug who supervised him to "climb down the mountain", he was finally picked up by a car after climbing more than a thousand meters, but he was only left with a pair of pants all over his body, and he was still on the mountain road. The ugly appearance of climbing was photographed by those drag racing parties.

Moreover, these bitches also posted photos to several local car-friend forums in Shanghai, and it cost him a lot of money to process all these posts.

This is the biggest humiliation he has suffered since his birth.

Now, being exposed face to face makes him feel very embarrassed and want to hit someone.

"Yo yo yo, you ran to Shanghai to be'played' by someone, or we wiped your ass, in a blink of an eye, are you going to turn your face on me?" This non-mainstream dressed youth saw his reaction Not only did he fail to constrain, but he also stimulated him, "When you were detained by the drag racing party in Shanghai last night, you didn't see you so spine."

"Leng Ao, you are enough! To mention this matter, believe it or not, I will immediately turn my face to show you!" Zhao Lingfeng slapped the wine glass on the coffee table.

The non-mainstream young man was about to ridicule, but he was stopped by the young man sitting next to him by raising his hand: "Well, everyone is in the Yanjing circle after all. If you want infighting, you shouldn't be in Shanghai. ."

As soon as this youth spoke, Zhao Lingfeng and this non-mainstream dressed youth suddenly closed their mouths.

"Ling Feng, what's the matter with Xinda this time?" A beautiful lady in a cheongsam shook the bright red liquid in a goblet, and asked casually, "How could it provoke the Shanghai business community? resist?"

Speaking of this, Zhao Lingfeng immediately became angry and cursed fiercely: "The horse! It's not the old man of the palace!"

"Gong Xun?" The young man who just started to stop the two of them from talking with each other showed a surprised look on his face. "He picked his head? Shouldn't it. Gong Family and their Constantly Group are also'outsiders' for so many years. Now, although we have established a firm foothold in Shanghai, the relationship with people in the Shanghai business community should not be so close."

"The horse, it was the old thing that temporarily turned back the water, that made us Xinda at the point where we can't advance or retreat!" Zhao Lingfeng scolded fiercely, "Originally, my father had a good deal with him, Xinda Investment Together with the Constantly Group, we ate a big piece of cake in Shanghai. As a result, the old fellow Gong Xun hosted a cocktail party and invited all the people from the Shanghai business community. As a result, he turned back at the cocktail party!"

He became more and more angry, and suddenly he slapped the coffee table with a slap: "Horse, if it weren't for his play, the Shanghai business community wouldn't have united so quickly! Now, they are just twisted together. Rope, we must drive Xinda out of Shanghai!"

"No, Gong Xun is scheming. He has no reason to turn back against you." The young man frowned. "Even if the Gong family wants to turn back against the water, it is impossible to openly turn back at this kind of reception. With the old fox's style of doing things, he To do this is definitely to stabbing a knife in the back."

"Isn't this a stab in the back?" Zhao Lingfeng said angrily, "The stab is so ruthless and accurate. A single stab cuts off all our ways of approach and retreat!"

"No, it's not Gong Xun's style." The young man shook his head, "It seems that this is more like an accident-the old fox, should be a temporary backlash. At that reception, he must have touched What did he do to make him change his original plan and even offend you Xinda head-on!", ..