Chapter 525: : I am worthy of him

Secretary Huang's meaning is simple and firm, and that is not to leave.
In order to become Mrs. Butterfly, she endured humiliation and served Helan Xiaoxin for many years. She had just ascended to the throne of the boss of the Southern District yesterday, and was leaving desperately the next night—this was her death, which was unacceptable.
She didn't understand. Since Helan Xiaoxin had already pushed her to the throne of the South District boss, how could he come up with Li Nanfang and completely replace her?
The appearance of Li Nanfang is absolutely superfluous.
What he can do, I can do it, and it is better than him!
Why, let me just taste the delicacy of absolute power, but let me give up?
Just because he is a man and has had that kind of deep relationship with you?
Secretary Huang, who has taken off the butterfly mask, has a towering chest that undulates violently, biting her lip hard, without noticing any blood dripping down the corner of her mouth, looking very scary, just staring at Cheng Ming outside the door and placing it on her leg. The hands on the side clenched his fists.
"Secretary Huang, the eldest asked me to come over and ask you for the last time, go or not?"
Cheng Ming asked calmly while standing at the door.
"Cheng Ming, please tell Sister Xin. From the moment I put on the butterfly mask, I decided to die. I will die on this land."
Secretary Huang got up from the chair, picked up the butterfly mask on the table, and put it on her face seriously: "I love this land, do you know? Four years ago, when I first set foot here, I was already unique by it. Attracted by his temperament. I feel that I was born to be here. My life should be here to shine."
Cheng Ming smiled: "Sister Xin said, you still have at most half an hour to consider----"
Secretary Huang interrupted him: "Cheng Ming, please tell the eldest lady, you said I will never let her down. I will try my best to cooperate with Li Nanfang to make the Southern District stronger."
"Okay. I will pass your remarks to the eldest lady without missing a word. Secretary Huang, take care."
Cheng Ming nodded and turned around to leave, but turned around again: "Oh, yes. Secretary Huang, you have been in this room for most of the day, do you feel anything unusual?"
Secretary Huang was taken aback for a while, and shook his head: "No. What's unusual?"
"Here, there should be ghosts floating around?"
When Cheng Ming laughed, his exposed white teeth looked very cold in the light, like the sharp teeth of a wild beast: "The twelve family of Chachai, and our seven elite soldiers, all died in this room. Every one of them was very unwilling to die. The ghosts should be wailing miserably on the night of the full moon."
Secretary Huang looked at Cheng Ming's pupils and suddenly shrank.
"The new sister confessed that this bamboo building is best set on fire, together with you----"
When Cheng Ming said the last word, his right hand slammed!
A black light flashed under the light.
"Uh!"
Secretary Huang gave a short scream, and suddenly covered her neck with her hands.
Her slender chin was raised high, revealing a slender, white neck. A black blade without a handle pierced her throat and got out from behind her neck.
The blade did not have a bleeding groove, so when it pierced Secretary Huang's neck quickly, no blood spattered out, except for a drop of blood-red blood on the tip of the blade.
"You should go. The new sister asked me to ask you for the last time, just to give you another way of life because you have served her diligently for many years. But you don't cherish it. Secretary Huang, you really think that with you Can my scheming and IQ be better than the new sister's insight?"
Cheng Ming was full of regret, shook his head and said, "Not only can you hide from Sister Xin, you can't manipulate Li Nanfang. Sister Xin said, now that she doesn't give you a lot of fun, you will definitely be horrified by him in the future."
"Secretary Huang, you should be grateful to Missy when you went to the underworld."
Cheng Ming said indifferently, waiting for Secretary Huang to pinch his neck with both hands and knelt heavily on the floor before turning around and walking down the stairs quickly.
Just as he stepped down the last staircase with his right foot, Cheng Ming placed his right hand down.
Immediately, there were more than a dozen people, carrying gasoline drums in their hands, and rushed to the bamboo building.
When Cheng Ming returned to Helan Xiaoxin, there was a fire in the woods, which burst into the sky.
Looking at the top of the fire, the smoke dancing in the wind, like an abstract person, Helan Xiaoxin raised his eyebrows slightly, tightened the black windbreaker on his lower body, and turned: "Let's go."
When several cars drove out of the valley one after another, the window of the two-story bamboo building behind the poppy field was pushed aside. A woman in a white dressing gown looked at the direction of the fire with a surprised face, looked for a moment, and retracted her head. .
With a soft squeak, Ueshima Sakura timidly pushed open the door of the living room, stepping on the little black slippers, just a few steps out, and a dark shadow flashed out under the tree next to it.
She was so frightened that her heart beat, and she cried out: "Ah!"
"Madam, please go back to the room. The big boss said, you can't leave the hotel for half a step before he comes back."
The black shadow bends down slightly, and said respectfully: "No matter what happens. Please madam, please be considerate of us and don't make us embarrassed."
"I, I will not make you embarrassed, I will go back immediately."
Ueshima Sakura hurriedly backed away. When she walked into the house to close the door, she couldn't help but ask: "I, I can know, when will he come back?"
Sombra shook his head: "I'm sorry, we don't know either."
"Please, can you tell him, just say I miss him a lot?"
"Okay, ma'am."
The black shadow nodded in agreement, and drew back into the darkness again.
In fact, he didn't have to go back so quickly, but he had to go back quickly.
It was because when he was staring at the woman, his heart was not beating, he just wanted to jump on, tearing this strange walking and crying woman to pieces and swallowing it.
At dawn.
When several vehicles passed the Huaxia Border Line, several military dogs barked, echoing in the mountains.
But soon, the barking of the military dog ​​disappeared, and after a rough inspection by several dark shadows, several vehicles moved forward slowly and passed the boundary marker.
The moment the car drove past the boundary monument, Helan Xiaoxin couldn't help but looked back, his face sad.
In the past few years, she has put too much effort there, and she has used all the means to create the outstanding industry in the southern district, with an annual profit of hundreds of millions, and then through different channels, she can moisten things silently. The method of laundering money has become the main source of positive for the Jinghua Helan family.
But now, she had to give up.
For the promise that she had promised her mother, and for the Helan family, who used her as a to collect money, only a strong man could break his wrist to ensure that the tiger named Jing Hongming was ambushing in the dark and couldn't find it to eat people. Opportunity.
She knew better than anyone that from the moment the car drove past the boundary monument, Helan Xiaoxin had nothing to do with the Southern District, especially after the last hidden danger, Secretary Huang, was also eliminated.
The boss of the southern part of the Golden Triangle is Li Nanfang.
The fierce man who made her so nostalgic.
In fact, she really wanted to, really wanted to stay, and accompany him through the last sixteen years, together through storm and stress, hand in hand to death.
But ---- the place in the Golden Triangle is too small, too small.
She was destined to be a phoenix soaring in the sky. How can she be willing to stay in this disgusting place for 16 years?
Without the poppy in the southern district, relying on Helan Xiaoxin's IQ and scheming, she can still pass through other routes to provide the Helan family with an economic source without corruption.
She was the messenger of the Helan family, and apart from her, no one else could bear this burden.
After returning to China this time, she will not be the vice president of Qingshan Kaihuang Group.
Without Helan Xiaoxin in the southern district, if he stays dormant in that Xiaopo company again, he will serve as vice president of Yue Zitong ---- unless she is stupid.
Even if she officially enters the mall, she will have to do a project with an annual turnover of over 100 million yuan, such as the Seven Star Club.
She is absolutely sure that her dream will be realized within two years.
It's just a pity Li Nanfang.
Alas, I am actually worthy of him.
In the world, isn't he the only one who can make the new sister willingly transform into a and please him with other women?
They all say that they die under the peony flower, and they are also happy to be ghosts. What's more, he just carried the scapegoat for me, didn't he die?
He has the Southern District with an annual output value of hundreds of millions of dollars and an armed team of as many as 500 people. What kind of wine he wants to drink and what kind of beauties he wants to sleep are all in one sentence.
He is the earth emperor.
And the price he paid was just abandoning Yue Zitong and staying here all his life.
In terms of conversion, he got far more than he paid.
What's more, as long as there is a chance, I will sneak in and let him ride on a horse?
His contribution is really worth it.
The more Helan Xiaoxin thought about it, the more he felt that it was meaningful to Li Nanfang. The last trace of guilt was also blown away by the cold wind blowing from the window with the light smoke, and the smoke disappeared.
As for Yue Zitong--
Ha ha.
Helan Xiaoxin laughed in his heart. The guy was always worried that Sister Xin would frame her. Doesn't he use his mind, how can someone like Sister Xin who do big things be interested in a small broken company?
In fact, he didn't need to tell her, because of the sister's relationship for so many years, the new sister would not be able to move her anymore.
After I helped Li Nanfang finish filming the Southern Stockings commercial and spread his stockings all over the world, it was time for me to retreat and leave Qingshan.
Li Nanfang, look, how much Sister Xin cares about you?
Before I left, I was still thinking about the development of your small broken company.
So, even if you die, you should look down.
When Helan Xiaoxin's mouth curled up with a touch of relief, the car stopped.
"what happened?"
Helan Xiaoxin frowned, raised his head and asked.
Cheng Ming, who didn't need to drive, answered, she also knew why the car had to stop.
In the middle of the road where the road conditions were really bad, there was a man standing there, with his hands on his back, letting the drizzle that didn't know when it rained gently on him.
When she left the Golden Triangle, the sky was still empty.
Now, why is it raining suddenly?
Could it be that God was also moved to cry because Xin Sister was so focused on Li Nanfang?
Helan Xiaoxin felt like this, wrapped the windbreaker, picked up an umbrella from behind, opened the door and walked out of the car, stepping on the knee-high high-waist riding boots, curled up towards Helan Fusu.
Helan Fusu, whose face was covered with drops of water under the bright car lights, looked at his sister with a calm and gentle look as before, and walked over step by step.
"Fusu, why don't you use an umbrella? You will catch a cold."
Whenever he was with his brother, Helan Xiaoxin looked like a mother in his eyes and mentality.
This, maybe because of their siblings, the teenage bereaved, the new sister who was six years older than him, who accompanied him to grow up, right?
Helan helped Su smile, raised his hand, slapped her sister's face with a slap.
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