Um?
Yan Ruyu's words cheered up Chen Bei a little.
You can feel a sense of oppression permeating the entire office.
"Go on."
Chen Bei signaled.
"In terms of seniority, Chen Tianzhe is your father's nephew and the ninth heir to the Chen family."
"Although the inheritance rank is not high, it is deeply appreciated by your father, otherwise he would not have given him full management of a company like Qingsheng worth hundreds of billions."
"in addition……"
Yan Ruyu was about to speak but stopped.
"What else?"
"Well, according to the rumors collected."
"Privately, Chen Tianzhe and your father treat each other as father and son. In a sense, Chen Tianzhe is your father's adopted son."
Yan Ruyu spoke carefully.
Adopted son... this sensitive word made Chen Bei's eyes grow murderous.
His own biological son has been ignored for many years, but outsiders have recognized his so-called adopted son.
A deep sneer appeared at the corner of Chen Bei's mouth.
How funny, how ironic.
Then, this murderous intention did not last long and gradually faded away.
"Okay, I get it."
Chen Bei murmured.
"All in all, in the next overt and covert battle with Qing Sheng, we must fight head-on and not give in an inch of ground."
"It's okay if you have any difficulties, you can just mention it to me."
He gave instructions.
Yan Ruyu nodded obediently.
"Actually, there is one thing that I might need to trouble the boss with..."
Jiangcheng, southern suburbs.
Outside an antique villa with a restrained exterior, a Maybach parked slowly.
In the car, Chen Bei, wearing a dark coat, got out.
"Boss, I——"
"Just stay in the car. You don't have to come forward and let others talk about it."
Chen Bei adjusted his sleeves and said calmly.
When Chen Bei spoke, Yan Ruyu naturally had no way to refute and could only accept it.
"Obviously it's someone else's problem, but they can't help at all."
She murmured a little lonely.
"What are you talking about? I'm your boss."
Chen Bei's words immediately made Yan Ruyu's heart flutter.
Watching him gradually walk towards the manor, Yan Ruyu blinked her beautiful eyes.
It must be safe and smooth, boss.
"Stop, city capital residence, civilians, stop!"
Two plainclothes policemen standing guard in front of the door immediately blocked Chen Bei's way.
"I am a pharmacist specially hired by Beiyun Group. I was invited to consult on the mayor's condition."
Chen Bei said loudly.
The two policemen looked at each other.
The next second, a fierce look flashed in his eyes.
Although he hid very quickly, how could he be faster than Chen Bei's observation?
These two guys...
He immediately had a bad premonition.
Sure enough, there were only two "clicks"!
The black muzzle of the pistol was pointed at Chen Bei without any explanation!
"What do you mean?"
Chen Bei's face turned gloomy and he asked in a condensed voice.
"Humph, where did Xiaoxiao come from?"
"How dare you pretend to be a doctor from Beiyun? I'm tired of living!"
"Let me tell you, the city leader has something important to do today, and he specifically asked not to see outsiders. You are obviously lying!"
"If you don't get out of here, or if you're going to be shot, believe it or not, I'll take you to the police station and lock you up for ten days and a half?"
The four words "arrogant and domineering" were almost engraved on their faces.
Chen Bei's eyes were deep and he immediately saw through the two of them.
However, he did not say anything clearly, but remained silent and slowly disappeared from the sight of the police.
"Haha, Mr. Chen's hands and eyes are indeed astounding."
"If he hadn't expected this and put you and me in this position, he might have actually asked that kid to go in."
Watching Chen Bei leave, the two policemen looked at each other and smiled.
What they didn't know was that even if they didn't use the main entrance, even if there were countless security measures throughout the manor, they couldn't stop Chen Bei from sneaking in secretly.
"There is actually a martial arts master in the manor."
Chen Bei's figure quietly landed on the eaves.
Moreover, this martial arts master's skills have reached perfection, and he is only a hair away from becoming a half-step master.
This is a bit subtle.
In the political structure of the Dragon Kingdom, if you are the top leader of the government, you will be equipped with bodyguards.
For personal protection, if it is a city-level official, it will usually only be a martial arts master, unless it is the capital of a provincial capital.
Those who can be protected by martial arts masters should at least be provincial officials.
Rule out the possibility that there may be provincial officials in the mansion at this moment.
The remaining possibilities are worth pondering and deliberation.
The next second, his eyes fell on the window sill on the second floor of the villa.
At the desk by the window, an old man with golden reading glasses, a stooped back and gray hair was receiving a pulse diagnosis from a Chinese doctor in a white coat.
"Master, is my illness getting better now?"
The old man asked hoarsely.
"Well... what you are suffering from is a disease caused by overwork. Theoretically speaking, this is caused by time, and there is no solution."
The Chinese medicine doctor sighed and said bluntly.
"Does that mean I don't have much time left?"
"If you can take the essence day and night, along with massage and relaxation..."
The Chinese medicine practitioner silently calculated in his hands, and finally came to a conclusion.
"So, there is still three months left."
"Three months, right?"
The old man's face showed fatigue.
Even in politics, one can cover the sky with one hand and reach the pinnacle of a city.
In the end, even if you use all your power to exchange for life time, you can't even get back a minute or a second.
"How ridiculous."
He took off his reading glasses, left them casually on the table, covered his face and took a deep breath.
"Old market leader, please forgive me."
Suddenly, a soft, deep magnetic voice echoed in the room.
I saw an old man and a young man opposite the desk.
The old man took second place behind the man and looked like his personal bodyguard.
The person who just spoke was a man.
"Mr. Chen, thank you for your trouble."
"He also specially mobilized national experts from the Chinese Medical Clinic to treat me, an old man who is dying of illness."
"Although the result is not satisfactory, I have received your kindness."
The city leader said.
"Haha, what are you talking about, City Chief?"
Chen Tianzhe shook his head.
"If I can't relieve the worries of the city leader, my food will be tasteless and my sleep will be sleepless."
"Birth, old age, illness and death are human nature and no one can change it."
The city leader comforted him in turn, but the turbid unwillingness in his eyes became more and more obvious.
"It's a pity that after my death, the power fell to others, and my useless son couldn't take over the burden on my shoulders and take care of the tens of thousands of people in Jiangcheng for me..."
The mayor looked like he was crying, as if he was really a diligent and upright official who loved the people.
But, to put it bluntly, he just couldn't let go of the power in his hands.
In particular, he is worried that if he no longer becomes the city leader, his family will decline and his descendants will not be able to inherit his official position.
"Haha, don't worry, old market leader, although I can't help you live longer."
"But your grandson is my best friend."
"I will give you a proper account of his career from now on."
Chen Tianzhe smiled and said the words that moved the city leader the most!
