Ning Xi was right. Jiangdong is close to the sea, and smuggling has been difficult to stop for many years. The Guanshan Customs is almost non-existent. However, cars are not ordinary goods after all. Without a strong enough backing, ordinary people dare not intervene. Master Fo may have a great reputation in the underworld, but he is not a big shot after all. It is impossible for him to have such a big market just by himself.
Ning Xi continued, "It is said that the assets that Master Buddha has now, whether openly or secretly, should be no less than 10 billion..."
Wen Liang was really shocked. You know, it was not until the Hurun Rich List came out in 1999 that Chinese people discovered for the first time that in many unknown industries, there were many people who had left the vast majority of ordinary people far behind. The wealth gap was calculated in hundreds, thousands, or even tens of thousands of times. But what was the total assets of the family of Rong Yiren, the richest man in 1999
It’s only 8 billion!
How did a local thug from Guanshan reach such a terrifying height in 1996? Wen Liang believed that even if the experiences during that period were not exaggerated, it would be more than enough to write a novel of one million words!
"You're right, this is not the ability of the Buddha!" Wen Liang agreed with Ning Xi's words. If the Buddha could have a market value of tens of millions or hundreds of millions, it could be achieved by ruthlessly robbing and stealing, but when it comes to the billion level, it's not the people who matter, but the power!
"Although this person is very domineering, he is not broad-minded enough and overconfident. He pretends to be calm, but in fact he is very aggressive. He can attack but not defend, he can advance but not retreat. He is not someone who can really accomplish great things."
"It's a puppet!"
Wen Liang made his judgment. Ning Xi clapped her hands with a smile and said, "That's right, he is a puppet. So the question is, who is the one controlling all this behind the scenes?"
Wen Liang made a gesture of listening attentively. Ning Xi's face became solemn for the first time. She shook her head and said, "I don't have accurate information. I don't know if the person behind Master Buddha is the ultimate manipulator, or if he is just a puppet of others behind the scenes..."
Wen Liang had already gotten used to Ning Xi's omnipotence. Her intelligence was always the most detailed and richest. When he suddenly heard the word "I don't know", he was a little stunned for a moment. He shook his head to wake up. His mind was focused, and he asked in surprise: "Even you don't know?"
Ning Xi held her chin up, her eyes flickering as she said word by word: "No, maybe I know."
"Maybe?"
"Yes, although there is no definite news, I can almost guess who it is... Apart from that person, no one else has such courage, such energy, and such lawlessness..."
Wen Liang seemed to sense something, and sat down next to Ning Xi, holding her hand, and asked, "Who?"
"Zhuang Shaoxuan!"
Wen Liang's fingers jumped and he asked, "Which village?"
Ning Xi nodded and said, "It's the Zhuang you thought of, the Zhuang in 'All under heaven belongs to the king'!"
Having lived two lives, Wen Liang certainly knew what the word Zhuang meant. He smiled and said, "Now if we talk about the world, he is not qualified, right? At the 14th National Congress, he was just an alternate member of the Politburo, and his ranking in the party was outside the top 20..."
Ning Xi didn't mean to joke at all, and said, "I will definitely be a member of the Political Bureau at the 15th National Congress next year, and I will most likely go to the Organization Department. If nothing unexpected happens, I will be the king in ten years."
Wen Liang didn't say anything. He couldn't tell Ning Xi what happened ten years later. Ning Xi saw that he was silent, so she explained, "You may not remember the name Zhuang Shaoxuan, but you must have heard of his nickname. People of the same age in that circle in Beijing, whether they are successful in the officialdom and business, or just playboys who only know how to eat, drink and have fun, have to call him Master Yu when they see him!"
Master Yu!
Wen Liang's heart skipped a beat and he smiled slightly, "I've heard of this name for a long time. It turns out that Master Yu's name is Zhuang Shaoxuan!"
Just as Wen Liang said, he had been curious about Yu Shao for a long time. He even forgot when he first heard Yu Shao's name, but this name was deeply engraved in his mind and he couldn't forget it even if he wanted to.
"Zhuang Shaoxuan... why do you call him Master Yu?"
"Because he was bored when he was 18, he encouraged a few people to invest in an entertainment city and named it Dandelion. Unexpectedly, it developed into the largest, most luxurious and most popular place in the capital in less than three years. What Dandelion has the most? Of course, feathers, so everyone calls him Master Yu."
Wen Liang was completely stunned. The dandelion that had been hiding in the dark like a monster was actually related to this scary Master Yu. The dandelion was a product of his boredom. How could Uncle Wen, who had used all his efforts to barely climb to this point since his rebirth, feel embarrassed
"Then why did he come to Guanshan?"
Ning Xi's eyes were dim as she whispered, "This is related to Yan Qixiu and involves her personal affairs. I'll tell you later. But Zhuang Shaoxuan was originally a seed that the Zhuang family had tried hard to cultivate. After graduating from university at the age of 20, he joined the General Office of the Central Committee. At the age of 21, he was transferred to a county-level city for training. At the age of 23, he became a director. At the age of 25, he returned to the capital and joined the Development Planning Department of the State Planning Commission as a deputy director. He was expected to serve as a deputy director of a provincial planning commission in a year, but his career was ruined because of that incident... I heard that his personality has changed a lot in the past five years since he was trapped in Guanshan. I don't know what he is like now..."
Wen Liang calmed down. He had heard too much information tonight and needed to digest it. After a while, he asked again, "Do you know him?"
Ning Xi shook her head and said, "Zhuang Shaoxuan is ten years older than me, and he and Sister Yan have always been at odds, so we rarely interact. When I left the capital five years ago, I didn't expect that there would be such a violent conflict between them. It almost got out of control."
Not to mention that Ning Xi was unwilling to talk, even if she was willing to talk, Wen Liang might not be willing to listen now. Hearing too many explosive inside stories at once is not good for the heart. He stood up and walked a few steps. The reason why Ning Xi explained Zhuang Shaoxuan's background in detail was naturally for the Buddha. He said, "It doesn't matter about the Buddha. He is very proud. He will never tell others after losing such a big face. He is not a child playing house. He will go to adults to cry and complain after being beaten. What's more, as you said, he may not be qualified to contact Zhuang Shaoxuan directly... But now that we know his background, we still have to be on guard, lest this fake Buddha thinks that he has a strong background and plays any shady things without scruples... Ha, Baoji Trading Company, even the company name comes from the "Baoji Sutra", they are really pious when worshiping Buddha!"
"Ratnakūta Sutra?"
"One of the Mahayana Buddhist scriptures, later than the Prajna Sutra and earlier than the Nirvana Sutra. If you are interested, you can take a look at it. The arguments are not so idealistic, and it is more Madhyamaka and Yogacara..."
Ning Xi opened her eyes wide and asked, "How come you know a little bit about everything, even Buddhist scriptures?"
"Ahem... chatting with Ren Yi and listening to his nonsense, all that stuff about emptiness and color, it's meaningless!" In his previous life, Wen Liang loved listening to songs like the Great Compassion Mantra to refresh himself when he was driving on long journeys. There was a colleague in the company who not only loved listening to them but also loved studying them. Sometimes the two of them would discuss a few things and only remember a little bit, and they really only understood a little bit.
"Then why are you letting me watch it? Are you tired of me and want me to become a nun?"
Wen Liang came over to tickle her and said, "Even if you become a nun, I will seduce you to return to secular life."
Ning Xi dodged with a smile and said, "How dare you seduce a nun in a temple? This is a great disrespect to the Buddha. Be careful of being punished by the gods!"
"I am doing this for the good of the Buddha. How can he save all living beings with such a beautiful nun? Lust is a sharp knife that scrapes bones. Let me take care of the hell."
"Ah, what are you going to do?"
"What do you think?"
Ning Xi smiled and crawled into the quilt, twisting her body to dodge between Wen Liang's arms and legs. When the two were playing, they suddenly heard a loud noise outside, as if a thunder exploded in their ears.
Wen Liang stopped his weird moves and said speechlessly, "No way, I was just joking. Buddha, you don't have to be so angry, right?"
Ning Xi sat up, frowned slightly, jumped off the bed and ran to the window: "It's not thunder, it's an explosion!"
Wen Liang's face changed and he ran over, opened the curtain and looked down. He saw a Jetta parked a hundred meters away in the northeast direction with thick smoke coming out. Diagonally opposite the car was the Qinghe Soy Milk Huashan Store.
When the two appeared at the scene, some people had already called the police and the emergency number, and the place was tightly guarded. Wen Liang stood on tiptoe but still couldn't see the situation inside. He turned his head and saw Xiaoyin standing at the door of the soy milk shop, looking at the exploded vehicle with a pale face, and hurried over.
"Sister Xiaoyin, what happened?"
When Xiaoyin saw Wen Liang, she immediately grabbed his hand and cried, "Wen Liang, it's Director Ji. Go check on him and see how he is doing."
"Which Director Ji?"
Xiaoyin's eyes were filled with tears as she said, "Director Ji Zheng of the Qinghua Factory said he has a very good relationship with you. He always comes to our place for breakfast and takes good care of the business..."
Wen Liang had no time to care how Ji Zheng knew about his relationship with Qinghe Soy Milk. He said, "Don't tell anyone about this. Remember that." Then he turned around and ran back, pushing through the crowd to the front. There were two people lying on the ground, and one standing. The one lying down covered his arm with blood all over his body and screamed miserably. The other one was so blasted that his face was black and he couldn't recognize him. The only person he recognized was the one standing. He had a square face with clear edges and corners, a broad forehead, and a "川" character between his eyebrows. It was none other than Ji Zheng, the director of Qinghe Chemical Plant!
There were no visible injuries on his body, but his eyes were unfocused. He stared blankly at the man on the ground, not moving at all. It was obvious that his brain was completely stagnant.
Seeing that more and more people were gathering around, Wen Liang pulled up the hood of his down jacket and put it on his head, then rushed to Ji Zheng and shouted, "Look, there are holes all over your body, why don't you go to the hospital?" While speaking, he secretly exerted his strength and pointed a finger at his waist.
Ji Zheng finally woke up from the pain. When he saw Wen Liang, he moved his lips as if to say something but no sound came out. Wen Liang scolded him in a low voice: "Hurry up and leave. What are you doing here?"
Ji Zheng suddenly realized what had happened. He held his stomach, lowered his head, and hurried away through the crowd. Wen Liang also took advantage of the chaos and dragged Ning Xi away.
No matter what happened, he couldn't let Ji Su's newly restored family fall apart again!
As young as she is, she can’t withstand another major blow!
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