Chapter 235 Shen Sanwan

Style: Romance Author: Sky and sea of ​​cloudsWords: 2217Update Time: 24/01/18 08:46:42
The Lion City, built across the river from Jiangcheng, is famous for its developed commerce.

This third-level city obviously only has a population of a million, but the GDP it creates is not inferior to first-level cities like the Imperial Capital.

In short, as long as you have money, there is nothing you can’t buy in the Lion City.

The business structure of Lion City is also very different from that of Jiangcheng. Business in Jiangcheng is mainly controlled by the four major families, but this is not the case in Lion City. Ninety percent of the entire business in Lion City is controlled by the Wanbao Group.

The market value of Wanbao Group has long exceeded one trillion, and its wealth can even match the gross national value of a small country.

However, only those who truly know the inside story know that Wanbao Group is not just a company with a market capitalization of trillions, but there is another layer of identity behind it that is little-known.

There has always been a saying in the martial arts circles of the Dragon Kingdom, "It is better to mess with the gods and Buddha than with the Samsara Pavilion of Ten Thousand Treasures."

This means that in the martial arts world of the Dragon Kingdom, one would rather offend the gods in the sky and the Buddha in the West than offend the two organizations "Reincarnation" and "Wanbao Pavilion".

If you mess with "Reincarnation", you will really be sent to reincarnation, and if you mess with Wanbao Pavilion, they will definitely kill you with money!

The real person behind the Wanbao Group is Wanbao Pavilion, the richest man in the martial arts world of the Dragon Kingdom.

Eight in the morning.

On the tarmac on the roof of the Wanbao Group headquarters.

A group of people wearing gorgeous clothes and otherworldly temperaments are waiting here.

Standing at the front were two old men, one of whom was an old man with white hair and a Chinese character face. This old man always had a smile on his face, and the wisdom and shrewdness in his eyes were not obvious.

He is Shen Sanwan, the current pavilion master of Wanbao Pavilion.

Although this old guy looks harmless, he is actually a genius in the business world.

About thirty years ago, Wanbao Pavilion gradually declined, and the previous owner owed high gambling debts. This also put Wanbao Pavilion, which has been inherited for thousands of years, into a crisis of bankruptcy.

It is said that at that time, the total cash flow of Wanbao Pavilion was only 30,000 yuan.

On his deathbed, the old pavilion master handed over the position of pavilion master and the 30,000 yuan to Shen Sanwan. Shen Sanwan lived up to expectations and used the 30,000 yuan to restore Wanbao Pavilion to its peak and create more than one trillion yuan. The market value of Wanbao Group.

It was precisely because of this incident that people gave him the nickname Shen Sanwan. Over time, even his real name was forgotten.

Standing next to Shen Sanwan was a short old man wearing a Tang suit with fierce eyes.

Although this old man looks frail, his aura is extremely powerful, making people afraid to look directly at him, as if he will be killed casually if he takes one more look at him.

The old man's name is Xuan Hezi, and he is the great elder of Xuan Yong, the first sect of the righteous way.

Compared with Shen Sanwan, who is famous for his business skills, Xuan Hezi is famous for his evil reputation.

This man is a master-level martial arts master who is extremely bloodthirsty. Over the past few decades, hundreds if not thousands of "leftist" disciples have died at his hands.

Even many people in "reincarnation" died in his hands. Even Kunlun, one of the six paths, had a battle with him at this time. It is unknown who won the last two people.

However, there are rumors in the martial arts world. Everyone says that Xuan Hezi's strength is higher than that of Kunlun in the Six Paths. Some people even speculate that the leader of Samsara may not be Xuan Hezi's opponent.

"Brother Xuan, I heard that your head Xuanyong and the Lord of Reincarnation had a very unpleasant quarrel in Devil City a few days ago. After the reincarnation people arrived, I asked Brother Xuan to give me face and not to cause trouble. That’s good!”

Shen Sanwan spoke first, looking at Xuan Hezi with extremely complicated eyes.

In the past few days, apart from the Immortal Ceremony Conference held by Wanbao Pavilion, the hottest news in the martial arts world is the puppet battle between the head of Xuan Yong and the Lord of Samsara in Devil City.

That battle was earth-shaking, but the most interesting thing was the final result.

The dignified head of Xuan Yong, a master-level super master, was stunned to have his eggs broken by a move, and finally ended up with the title of "Egg-Breaking Grandmaster".

It is said that after Head Xuanyong returned to the sect, he could no longer bear it and spent the whole night howling like he was crying for his father and mother.

All the disciples on Xuanyong Mountain stayed up all night, and even the dogs barked all night long.

In short, Head Xuanyong has never shown his face since then. Even today's Lixian Conference was attended by Xuan Hezi on his behalf.

"snort!"

Hearing Shen Sanwan's words, Xuan Hezi snorted coldly and said angrily: "Pavilion Master Shen, it's a good thing you didn't mention this matter. I was about to ask you, how could you invite evil people to attend this ceremony? Aren't you afraid that someone from the evil way will take away the treasure and cause chaos in the world?"

Xuan Hezi put a big hat on Shen Sanwan, but Shen Sanwan was unmoved and said with a smile: "Brother Xuan, your words are biased. Our Wanbao Pavilion has always been neutral and will not participate in your battle between good and evil." , as the saying goes, open a square door and entertain guests from all directions, we businessmen are not saviors who have the world in mind!"

Hearing this, Xuan Hezi's expression became even angrier: "Okay, since you have this attitude, if there is any conflict between me and the reincarnation people later, don't blame me for not giving you face!"

Shen Sanwan glanced at Xuan Hezi and didn't say anything else. He just cursed in his heart: "It depends on whether you have the courage. If that person is reincarnated, it's still a question whether you, an old guy, dare to fart! "

In this way, everyone waited for a while with their own thoughts, and a black helicopter slowly appeared in everyone's sight.

As the helicopter stopped and landed, people's realizations were all concentrated at the hatch. Everyone had heard about the domineering Lord of Reincarnation for a long time, and now they were looking forward to seeing his true face.

It's a pity that everyone's expectations were disappointed.

After the gangway descended, the first person to step out was not the famous Lord of Reincarnation, but a woman with a hot figure wearing a black leather coat.

Qingque, or the Shura Path, one of the Six Paths of Reincarnation.

Compared to Xuan Hezi, she has an even worse reputation outside. It is said that Shura Dao kills people just as casually as ordinary people eat and drink.

Of course, her stunning beauty is also one of the reasons why everyone talks about her.

So when people saw that the person in charge sent by Samsara today was Qingque, they were only temporarily disappointed, and then they all became very excited.

Although I didn't see the legendary Lord of Reincarnation, I could see the most beautiful green bird in the Six Paths of Reincarnation, which was considered a worthwhile trip.

"Miss Qingque, I have been waiting here for a long time!"

Seeing Qingque coming out of the hatch first, Shen Sanwan smiled and stepped forward to greet him.

Xuan Hezi snorted and said nothing. Although he wanted to teach Samsara a lesson and avenge his master, he was not willing to fight Qingque easily.

The rest of the people's eyes all fell on Qingque, and they didn't even notice that among the entourage behind Qingque, there was an ordinary-looking man who casually pressed his nostrils with his fingers.