"I really envy you for being able to work with Mr. Lu!"
At this time, the wealthy man who asked the question continued to speak. He obviously knew the status of Mr. Lu's name in the cultivation world, and naturally understood what these three words represented in the cultivation world.
It is a household name.
The others also looked at the two of them curiously. It sounded as if Mr. Lu was really extraordinary, otherwise the rich man would not have shown such an envious expression.
"Cooperation? There is no cooperation. I am just a running dog under Mr. Lu!"
Yang Chengsi shook his head.
Everyone was even more shocked. They had more or less heard of who Yang Chengsi was. Even if they were not from Fujian Province, they had heard that Yang Chengsi was a big shot in the province.
Even if he was facing the director of the Fujian Province Special Service Bureau, he would not call himself his lackey.
But looking at Yang Chengsi's expression, he didn't even think there was anything wrong with saying that.
Everyone could vaguely guess that this Mr. Lu was definitely not a simple person.
Yang Chengsi just glanced at the rich man coldly. He didn't take the rich man's words to heart.
They are all people from the circle of wealthy people. Although they have more or less heard about some things in the spiritual world, they have only heard about them.
However, those who are not from the spiritual world will never understand their logical thinking.
The resources they hold are a power in themselves.
However, this kind of power is useless in front of a true master.
Because their rules cannot restrain the masters of the cultivation world.
If anyone fights a fair business war with you, I will kill you and you're done.
Suddenly, at this moment, the door of the box was opened.
Yang Chengsi was frowning, wondering who was so unruly.
But when he looked up and saw the person coming, his face changed.
He was a well-mannered middle-aged man wearing glasses and a Tang suit.
"Wen Ziteng?" Yang Chengsi's pupils shrank slightly.
He had already recognized this Wen Ziteng, as he was the other big boss whom he had driven out of Fujian Province that year.
It was after he drove Wen Ziteng out that Yang Chengsi finally became the leader of the green forest in Fujian Province.
"I didn't expect you knew me!"
Wen Ziteng said with a faint smile.
Yang Chengsi stood up directly, with all the muscles in his body tensed to the extreme. It was different from when he faced Lu Xuan, this was a real mortal enemy.
"But the person I want to talk to you about today is not me, but our Master!"
Wen Ziteng made a gesture to invite them in, and saw a young man striding in. The young man was wearing a well-fitting white suit that looked quite expensive. He had a handsome face, but there was a bit of harshness between his eyebrows.
He just glanced at the crowd and said, "It's very lively here. It seems that I am not late, but just in time!"
As he spoke, he pulled out a chair, sat down, and said, "Let me introduce myself to everyone. My name is Song Shijie!"
Seeing that everyone was a little confused and didn't seem to know much about Song Shijie, he was not surprised and continued, "This is my first time helping my family in China. It's normal that you don't know me. But I don't know if you know us, Shenglong Group..."
When they heard the words "Holy Dragon Group", many people's faces suddenly changed. If they were ordinary people, they might not know about this Holy Dragon Group. It was too far away from the world they knew.
But these people present are all different among businessmen. Even if they are not the top ones, they are not far behind.
They naturally know that they are only the richest people in public, but in fact, there is another world in private where many hidden wealthy people are hiding.
Among them there are several outstanding ones, such as Shenglong Group, Taichu Group and so on.
No one knows when these groups were established, but we only know that they have existed for a long, long time.
They are already giants in the eyes of ordinary people, but in front of these groups, they are nothing.
The strength of any branch of these groups is not inferior to theirs. If it is some of the families in charge, their strength far exceeds their existence.
Seeing everyone's faces suddenly change, Song Shijie nodded with satisfaction and said, "It seems that everyone should know our Shenglong Group, which saves me a lot of words. What I want to tell you is that today is the first time I help my family. I heard that you are selling that Vajra Talisman?"
Everyone looked at Song Shijie, not knowing what he was going to say.
"That's great, I'm also somewhat interested!" Song Shijie said with a faint smile. "I want to be the national general agent of this Vajra Talisman. It's just right, aren't everyone here? I don't have to go from province to province to look for agents!"
"But as an agent, you have to make some money for me, right? I heard that your price for a Vajra Talisman is 100,000. Now I'll give you 10,000 for each one, so your work is not in vain!"
Song Shijie's words immediately made many people's faces change suddenly. It was obvious that Song Shijie was trying to get something for nothing. Originally, they bought the goods from Yang Chengsi at 100,000 each, but now the price was reduced to 10,000. Of course, it was not them who were being exploited, but Yang Chengsi and Mr. Lu behind him.
However, they are all businessmen, so naturally they don't like those who take advantage of their status and position to get something for nothing.
"Mr. Song, the Vajra Talisman is not mine, so I have no right to decide the price. I am just a middleman!"
Yang Chengsi said, suppressing his anger.
The other party is so arrogant that they want to swallow up most of the profits in one gulp.
"You don't know the rules. Is this how Lu Xuan trains his dogs?" Song Shijie's face changed when he saw that Yang Chengsi did not agree immediately.
"It seems that I have to teach you a lesson on his behalf, Wen Ziteng, and cripple him!" Song Shijie said arrogantly and coldly.
Wen Ziteng appeared in front of Yang Chengsi like a ghost.
“Bang!”
Wen Ziteng slapped out with his palm like lightning, and in an instant, it hit Yang Chengsi's lower abdomen.
Yang Chengsi screamed and flew backwards, covered in blood.
"You actually ruined my martial arts!"
Yang Chengsi was shocked and angry. He felt that his Dantian was broken, all his strength was wasted, and decades of hard work had gone to waste.
"So what if I ruin your martial arts?" Song Shijie stood up and said, "I'll give you three days to think about it. Tell Lu Xuan behind you that either I become the national general agent, or no one else can sell you the Vajra Talisman!"
(End of this chapter)