In the office, seeing Winnie's solemn expression, Chen Hongtao's lips curled up slightly: "As the disaster of killing, are you talking about Shao Linhua?"

"Chen, the capital market is always accompanied by conflicts of interest. As Mingzhu Holdings grows, it will inevitably offend many enemies. You should pay attention." Winnie did not give a positive answer.

Feeling Winnie's care, Chen Hongtao sighed and said, "Although I don't know what role you play in such a Linhua Investment Company, you are getting worse and worse. Whether it's you or others, if you want to use Shao Linhua's death to warn me, I think you have made the wrong idea."

"I kindly remind you that even if you don't appreciate it, you should pay more attention..." Winnie looked at Chen Hongtao with a little dissatisfied.

The atmosphere in the office was a little dull for a moment, while Chen Hongtao smoked a cigar with a gentle smile on his face.

"If nothing happens, I'll leave first." Winnie stood up in a complicated mood.

Although Winnie secretly regretted and blamed herself in her heart, she did not show it on the surface.

Just as Chen Hongtao smiled and wanted to send Winnie out of the door, she seemed to remember something: "Why do you want to cooperate with the Rothschild family in terms of asset replacement?"

Seeing Winnie's attention, Chen Hongtao explained with a faint smile: "The relationship between me and various major families is not very inclined. The reason why I cooperated with the Rothschilds is because I need to expand Century Bank's influence in Europe, Scotland's Harifax Bank and Barclays Bank. It is really attractive to me."

"I'm afraid it's more than that. Now the equity of a number of Saudi Arabian national oil companies and the assets of the Pearl Energy Group and the asset replacement of the Rothschild family is nearing its end. Control of Cyberspace Railway Bank has also fallen into your hands, and there is even 10% of the Fed's shares. Your Pearl Holdings appears to be integrating assets to reduce the scale, but in fact, the private banking system spans Europe and the United States, forming an extremely huge network. With the Soviet Union, the appreciation of your Pearl Holdings' hidden assets is already very terrifying." Winnie said sensitively.

Chen Hongtao couldn't help but smile bitterly: "You have to have someone to eat. If you don't let this be done, then you won't let it be done. Then you won't let people live. If I don't operate in the capital market and switch to the bank, will it not hinder anyone's interests again?"

"With such a large banking system, maybe we will have the opportunity to cooperate in the future." Winnie said with a blank look at Chen Hongtao.

Chen Hongtao smiled and shook his head: "I know the risks of the capital market. Century Bank will not have large-scale leveraged lending business, and it may be difficult for you to help."

Feeling that Chen Hongtao didn't want to have any interaction with him, Wenni felt a little disappointed, and she forced a smile and walked out of the office slowly.

After Winnie left, Chen Hongtao picked up the small jade bottle containing the spirit-gathering pill on his desk, and a relaxed smile appeared on his face.

Unlike Chen Hongtao's calmness, when Winnie left Jiusheng Building, she felt disappointed. She saw several jeeps parked at the entrance of the building, but her beautiful eyes seemed a little surprised.

"What's going on?" Winnie asked the bodyguard who was standing outside the jeep and was standing in a calm look in the suit.

"Although it's not very certain, Mingzhu Holdings seems to be in trouble. A few days ago, I heard someone sprayed blood-colored sickle patterns on the exterior walls of the Jiusheng Building and the Mingzhu Museum, which alarmed the New York Police Headquarters and the FBI. Things were causing a lot of controversy, and it must be no good." The bodyguard with a short-haired brown haired young woman replied to Winnie with a strange look.

The bodyguards brought by Winnie were vaguely confronting some people in the Jeep convoy, obviously thinking about these unknown forces that appeared in the Jiusheng Building.

"Miss Winnie, let's get in the car first." The young woman reminded Winnie while being alerted.

After getting on the extended Lincoln, Winnie called the woman's bodyguard into the car: "When did that group of people come?"

"They came soon after we arrived. Three leaders were called up to the stairs by the Minister of Security of Mingzhu Holdings. These people seemed to be Chinese forces, but they probably did not seem to be friends with Mr. Chen Hongtao." The woman's bodyguard replied carefully to Winnie.

"Let me investigate the details of this group of people and see what they want to do." Winnie's face darkened and ordered the woman.

Just as Winnie secretly guessed the origin of the Jeep convoy, in the conference room on the 7th floor of Jiusheng Building, Minister of Security Zou Qing faced two Chinese and a white man with a cold face.

"We are here to see your boss." In the cold atmosphere, a thin Chinese man in his thirties said to Zou Qing with cold eyes.

Feeling the oppression of the tall and thin man, Zou Qing couldn't help but smile: "I think I have already made it clear to you. The boss will not meet you, and there is nothing to talk to with you."

When the tall and thin man couldn't help but want to get up, an old man with a rosy face pressed his right hand and stopped the man from turning against him: "Mr. Chen Hongtao is in this building, right? We are still very sincere in coming here. I hope Minister Zou Qing should notify your boss."

"Sincerity? I'm sorry I didn't see it. You made the blood-colored sickle pattern that was sprayed in this building and the Pearl Museum, right? Your people kept coming to the Bronx Plaza to wander, just intentionally threatening." Zou Qing sneered, without any intention of giving in.

Seeing Zou Qing's look of not buying it, the old man brow frowned slightly and looked at the white man beside him with a serious face.

"Miss Zou Qing was joking. If that was considered a threat, I don't know what you would feel after seeing this photo. There are some things you can't make, so it's better to ask your boss to come out and talk about." The white man received the old man's gesture, put his hand into the arms of the suit, and took out a photo.

A female bodyguard from Mingzhu Holdings took the photo. After Zou Qing looked at it, she looked a little evil, but she did not speak.

The reason why Zou Qing’s mood changes is that the photos she holds clearly show Ruoyi’s tied up.

"How is it? Are we qualified to talk to your boss now?" the tall and thin man said with a sinister smile.

Zou Qing, who knew Ruoyi and Chen Hongtao, did not care about her face. She looked cold and stood up from her seat, took the photo and walked out of the conference room.

In the blink of an eye, I arrived at Chen Hongtao's office, and Zou Qing knocked in directly.

Seeing Chen Hongtao playing with the jade bottle and observing the patterns on it, Zou Qing looked hesitant, but she still handed the photo to Chen Hongtao: "Boss, the other party wants to see you..."

Looking at the photo of Ruoyi being tied up, Chen Hongtao sighed for a while without saying a word.

Chen Hongtao did not express his opinion, and Zou Qing did not dare to say anything. Such a thing happened was somewhat beyond her expectations.

"Where are the people?" Chen Hongtao stood up and asked after a while of silence.

"In the conference room on the 7th floor." Zou Qing did not move, nor showed any tendency.

"Let's go, since the other party comes to the door, then go and have a look." Chen Hongtao walked out first.

When they arrived at the conference room, Chen Hongtao just glanced at the three red-faced old men on the conference table and sat in the main seat of the conference table.

However, when the old man blushed saw the little jade bottle in Chen Hongtao's hand, he could no longer remain calm and stared at it and refused to relax.

Just as Chen Hongtao was drinking black tea calmly, the tall and thin man couldn't help but say, "The things in your hand are originally owned by us. I hope you can return their original items."

"Are you talking about this foundation-building pill?" Chen Hongtao threw the photo of Ruoyi being tied on the conference table, and smiled while playing with the little jade bottle.

"Yes, this spirit gathering pill was stolen from our family by Dou Qian. It is very important to us. If Mr. Chen can return it to us, everyone can make friends in the future." The old man with red face said in a deep voice.

Although he really wanted to snatch the jade bottle from Chen Hongtao's hand, he felt the vigilance and hostility of Zou Qing with three female bodyguards in the conference room, but the red-faced old man did not dare to take action easily.

"Ye family, right? Although this pill is not of much use to me, I will not return it to you, nor will I accept any threats." Chen Hongtao chuckled and slowly opened the jade bottle, pouring a pill with milky white energy on his palm.

Just as the old man with red face wanted to get up, Chen Hongtao actually made an unexpected move and took the pill into his mouth with a smile.

Even Zou Qing didn't expect that Chen Hongtao would take the pills in front of everyone, and he seemed a little stunned for a moment.

"You are looking for death..." After feeling Chen Hongtao's pills, his breath was restless, and even his eyes flashed with a touch of spiritual aggregate. The tall and thin man shouted violently, and his figure seemed to be like a gust of smoke, and he appeared strangely beside Chen Hongtao.

"Yuehui, no..." Before the old man with red face stopped him, the tall and thin man's right fist was already hitting Chen Hongtao's abdomen with a sharp whistling fist wind.

"Boom" Just as the tall and thin man hit Chen Hongtao's abdomen, a bang of gunfire also sounded.

The brain and blood splashed the walls of the conference room red. Zou Qing shot and killed the person, not Ye Yuehui who hit Chen Hongtao, but the white man who stood up later.

Seeing the white man's head being punched with a big hole and falling on the seat, the red-faced old man suddenly showed his momentum, and his figure sitting on the seat even brought people an unstable and shaking visual sense.

Zou Qing, who pierced the white man's head with a "bang", was not polite to the old man with red face, and quickly shot the old man...)
Chapter completed!