Release of the fairyland blue bird, the witch said she couldn't stand it

Chapter 273 Hongmen Banquet

At first, everyone was able to chat and laugh, since they were all sword enthusiasts and many were close friends. In addition to exchanging pleasantries, they could also discuss matters related to sect cooperation.

But they soon discovered the problem.

They've been here so long, why hasn't anyone come to greet them yet?
Didn't they say that President Wan San wanted to have a meeting with them?
As a guest, I have been waiting here for two or three hours, and no one has even served me a cup of hot tea.

Many astute individuals have already realized that Wan San Group might have set up a trap.

They're deliberately ignoring them now to give them a hard time!
Someone voiced their thoughts.

However, most people didn't take it seriously.

Is Wan San Group eyeing this opportunity, or is this invitation likely an attempt to grab a share of the pie?

"Wan San Group must have their eyes on the huge profits of our racing car derivative industry. They're asking us to come here to get a share, right?"

"Heh, why should I? I won't give it to them! What can Jiang Chen do to us?"

"That's true. In this era, everything can no longer be solved by fighting and killing. Even if Wan San Group has the Holy Land backing it up, it's useless."

"So what if he resorts to violence? We are sword cultivators, we would rather break than bend, we would rather die than submit! Trying to seize profits from us? Dream on!"

"That's right. If we form a sword cultivator alliance, with everyone united and sharing the same hatred for the enemy, even the Wan San Group won't dare to bare its teeth at us!"

Wei Qing remained calm and used lip reading to call these people "idiots".

But he's a sword cultivator.

It's not surprising that someone with this kind of personality would have such a personality.

Furthermore, sword cultivator sects are often poor their whole lives, so when they suddenly become rich, they are naturally reluctant to let others share the profits.

However, Wei Qing believed that the president's proposal would definitely impress them!

Meanwhile, those sects on the verge of bankruptcy were secretly hoping for the best.

Anyway, they already had nothing, so things couldn't get much worse. Maybe things will change after the meeting.

I waited for three hours straight.

Jiang Chen pushed open the door and stepped out, his face still bearing his usual faint smile:

"Sorry, I just had a meeting with the Holy Lord, which took up a little time."

Everyone was silent.

Apart from Wei Qing and the Heavenly Sword Sect, who were facing difficulties, they politely stubbed out their cigarettes and gave a few words of response.

Most of the other sect leaders sat in their chairs, eyes downcast and seemingly oblivious to everything else. Some even crossed their arms and pretended to be indifferent.

Jiang Chen remained unfazed.

These sword cultivators were destined to die here; he had anticipated this, so he spoke again.

"What's wrong? I don't see much enthusiasm from everyone for this meeting?"

Li Changsheng chuckled and exhaled a smoke ring.

"We've been called here and waited for over three hours without even a cup of hot tea. It must have dampened our enthusiasm. Mr. President, you might as well just say what you have to say."

Upon hearing this, Jiang Chen's smile faded, and he tapped the table.
"You're in a bad mood? Then I'd like to ask you, how do you feel about me developing and selling all sorts of flying car-related gadgets without my permission?"

coming!

Many sect leaders' expressions turned cold; the CEO's true colors had finally been revealed.

"What happened?"

Some sect leaders stood up, their faces full of resentment:
"You sell your flying cars, what business is it of ours what we sell?"

"If I remember correctly, Wan San Group recently issued an announcement supporting the Free Trade in Markets initiative."

"People should be reasonable. You can't interfere in our business just because you're powerful."

"Yeah, we're all making our own money. What we sell won't affect your racing car sales, right?"

Jiang Chen kept talking until they had finished speaking in a flurry before he finally spoke.

"You've made unauthorized modifications, taking features that were originally only found in luxury cars worth tens of millions and putting them on a car that costs only 100,000. How am I supposed to sell high-end cars now?"

Upon hearing this, some people became unhappy again:
"President, let's be frank, how could your junk be worth tens of millions? You're the biggest profiteer here."

"So you're saying that since you've already made so much dirty money, can you please stop eyeing the meager scraps we have?"

good.
very good!

Jiang Chen originally wanted to have friendly discussions with everyone to explore a reasonable and sustainable development strategy, expand the market, and make money together.

But judging from the current situation, many people seem to think that they want their shares?
Before I even had a chance to speak, they started making sarcastic remarks about me.

What a joke! Putting everything else aside, just ask yourself honestly, has Jiang Chen ever let his partners suffer a loss?

What they said is indeed correct.

My own Wan San Group certainly doesn't care about their meager profits, but since you don't give me face, I naturally won't tolerate you either.

"Okay."

Jiang Chen shrugged and slumped into his chair.
"I just want to get involved in your sect's businesses. Anyone who has objections can leave now, and I won't stop them."

"Could it be that the sect was invaded by an unknown force the moment we left?"

Jiang Chen's face grew increasingly gloomy. What kind of person did these bastards think he was?
"Don't worry, you guys have Douyin, right? If I do anything wrong, you can cyberbully me."

"That sounds nice, but wasn't Douyin (TikTok) your doing? Unless you swear you won't sabotage us behind our backs, we'll spread rumors that your Wan San Group is bullying us!"

Damn it?

Wei Qing didn't dare to breathe loudly at this moment.

Do these people with cerebral palsy even know what they are doing?

They were facing the sole leader of the Ten Thousand Mountains, the president of Wan San Group, the closest partner of the two holy lands of Yaochi and Dameng, and the founder of the new Buddhist doctrine.

How dare you make someone swear an oath?!
Jiang Chen's expression returned to calm:
"Alright, I swear I will never use any force to attack your sect. That's it. Those who don't want to talk can leave now."

Did he really swear an oath?
Now, not only the sects like Li Changsheng, who made a lot of money and were the most boastful, but also some sects that made a little money with flying cars were also tempted.

Did the CEO really swear an oath?
They were both afraid and secretly pleased, after all, the oath to Heaven could not be broken.

Immediately, a group of sect leaders, led by Li Changsheng, left.

Some sects that were torn between leaving and staying also got up and left after seeing Jiang Chen make his vow.

In the end, apart from Wei Qing, all that remained were sects that were almost bankrupt, led by the Heavenly Sword Sect.

"Not bad, some were left behind," Jiang Chen nodded, looking at one of the Mahayana Venerables.
"You are."

"I am the Sect Master of the Heavenly Sword Sect!"

"Oh!"

Jiang Chen smiled slightly and said politely:

“I know about your Heavenly Sword Sect. There was a protector named Wang Ziheng who came from you before. He was one of the earliest people to follow me. He used to work as a butcher under Niu Yi, and now he is the shop manager under Niu Yi in Yunque City.”

what?
Even a Mahayana Venerable would be somewhat flattered and dismayed to hear Jiang Chen say such a thing.

I never imagined that the guardian with mediocre talent would grow to such a high level.

To my surprise, the CEO actually remembered his name!
This is enough to prove that the CEO cares about every employee.

"President, those sects that just left made a fortune from flying car derivative products. The ones we left behind are just so-so."

"fine."

Jiang Chen nodded, saying indifferently:

"If I want them to make money, they can make money; if I want their products to become unsaleable instantly, they have no power to resist."

"Similarly, I believe that everyone here will definitely replace those rude guys from before."

The Crimson Sky Sect Master asked cautiously:
"Does the CEO intend to support us?"

"Yes."

Many people swallowed hard upon hearing this.

Some were excited, while others were still somewhat skeptical.

After all, Lingjian Valley had already established a strong reputation for its products, and their word-of-mouth and prices were quite good. Even with the support of Wan San Group, it wouldn't be easy for them to catch up.

"What are your plans, Mr. President?"

"First, we need to introduce a series of restrictions on flying cars."

"For example, vehicles that have been modified with speed-enhancing features without authorization are not allowed to enter towns, and vehicles with stickers exceeding a certain proportion are also not allowed to enter towns. Vehicles must undergo an annual inspection, and those that fail the inspection are not allowed to be on the road."

Wonderful!

The sect leaders were stunned.

They considered all sorts of ruthless business competition tactics.

But unexpectedly, the CEO pulled a fast one!
Even now, Jiang Chen still can't figure it out.

He had complete control over the flying car, so why did those guys who made a living from flying cars dare to treat him like this?

Did practicing swordsmanship too much clog your brain?
(End of this chapter)