Rebirth of the Flying Era

Li Cheng's old face was like the bark of a tree, and he no longer had the high spirits he had before.

When Master Qian arranged the Feng Shui situation for him earlier, he had warned him in advance about the consequences if the situation was broken.

Li Cheng disagreed, as the so-called wealth is gained through danger.

What business would there be if there were no risks?

But they forget that wealth and honor are sought in danger, but also lost in danger. One tenth of the time it is sought, nine tenths of the time it is lost.

Now, he realizes that he regrets it too much.

But it was only for a moment, and he quickly cheered up, knowing that this matter was not over yet.

Du Fei didn't kill him today because there were too many people, not because he was spared.

It's not that you can't do things like murder, but you can't do it too blatantly.

Sun Tzu said: The first is to attack the enemy, the second is to attack the enemy, the second is to attack the army, and the third is to attack the city.

Even though he is thirty years older, Li Cheng's thinking is still sharp.

He guessed that Du Fei didn't kill him because he was probably still useful as a chess piece.

The next two days are critical.

If the situation is not handled well, it will be a question whether the Li family can survive in Xiangjiang.

Thinking of this, Li Cheng couldn't help but regret. If he had known this, he would never provoke Du Fei anyway.

But the matter has come to this, and he has no regrets about taking the medicine. He must find a way to save himself.

At this time, two car lights flashed in the distance again.

After a while, a Mercedes-Benz car drove up.

Li Cheng's wife hurriedly got out of the car: "A Cheng, what's wrong..."

Before he finished speaking, he had already seen Li Cheng's current appearance and couldn't help but be stunned.

Li Cheng didn't care to say anything more and immediately said: "Quick! Let's go to Zheng's house~"

Li Cheng's wife realized that she was a woman from a big family after all, and she had a certain air of grandeur at critical moments.

He immediately helped Li Cheng get into the car without asking him why he was like this, and told the driver to leave quickly.

The remaining young and Dangerous boys looked at each other in confusion. Then they saw a car driving across a road that had been hit by machine guns. They couldn't explain how they felt.

At this time, Du Fei did not drive back to the hotel, but went straight to the Ship King's outer house.

Now that his son is here, the Ship King will not return to the mansion on the top of the mountain.

Li Cheng's guess was correct. Du Fei didn't kill him, which didn't mean it was over.

Instead, he deliberately let him out.

Just like Shen Gongbao in "The Legend of the Gods", why does Zuo do evil again and again, inviting this and that, and one of them dies, but he comes back safe and sound?

This is a hook.

Without Shen Gongbao, how could the Jiejiao immortals be dragged into the Conferring God Tribulation?

Today, Li Chenggong is Shen Gongbao.

The huge Xiangjiang River is full of fish and dragons. It is difficult to distinguish who is the enemy and who is the friend.

Especially those who have reached a certain level will not reveal their true tendencies easily.

Even Li Cheng, if he hadn't seen the Slater family and the Tata Group join forces this time and felt that they were 100% certain, he would not have got involved blindly.

Now, he was cornered.

Will desperately grab every life-saving straw.

Du Fei happened to see who was Qin Hui and who was Yue Fei.

Du Fei parked the car on the side of the road.

Xiao Huang was taken into his personal space by him. Xiao Huang was slightly injured just now, and in addition to the two dispatches, he did a good job, so he had to reward him.

Compassion follows along, without any taboos.

When we came to the house, the child was already asleep.

Richard, the housekeeper, has not returned yet and only reported the situation at the Kowloon factory over the phone.

As soon as Du Fei entered the room, he looked at each other and smiled.

Originally, they were both locals, and given the reputation and prestige of the shipping king, they would not cooperate with an outsider like Du Fei to deceive Li Cheng.

After all, paper can't contain the fire. Once word spreads, it will be good or bad.

But the birth of little Tianci changed everything. His son was young, but he was old. The ship king had to think about what happened after his death.

It was out of this consideration that he asked his son to recognize Du Fei as his godfather.

He is now fifty-one years old and will have at least twenty years to wait for his son to reach adulthood.

Even if your health is still good, there is no guarantee of what it will be like twenty years from now.

Du Fei was an insurance policy he bought.

There is definitely a price to pay for buying insurance.

Li Chengzheng missed this calculation and did not expect that Du Fei and Ship King would join forces.

However, with Li Cheng's shrewdness, he must have figured it out by now.

He even guessed Du Fei's real intention of keeping him.

But he could only continue to follow Du Fei's vision.

Because only in this way can he have a chance to fight for a chance of survival, otherwise he can only sit back and wait for death.

Du Fei came in, and the Ship King took a look and followed Ci Xin.

Ci Xin didn't even look at him. She sat down in a rosewood armchair in the living room, her eyes lowered, and she sat cross-legged in meditation.

The Ship King was knowledgeable, and when he saw the compassion, he fell into trance instantly and couldn't help being surprised.

He has seen many strange people and strangers. It is not uncommon to practice meditation, but they are all cautious, and some even have to fast and bathe.

This is the first time I have seen compassion like this. I can enter samadhi anytime and anywhere, just like drinking cold water.

But compassion looks like that of a girl.

The words "rejuvenate one's youth" instantly came to the Ship King's mind.

He couldn't help but look at Du Fei, assuming that Ci Xin was an expert sent to Du Fei to help him.

Du Fei didn't even explain, he just pretended that compassion didn't exist.

He sat down and said with a smile: "Who do you think will call first?"

Right now in Xiangjiang, the only person who can talk to Du Fei is the shipping king.

It was Du Fei who made an exception for the construction of the undersea tunnel and the special use of steel from the Red Star Rolling Mill.

This is no secret among Hong Kong's wealthy circles.

The ship king laughed and said: "The first one..."

Before he could finish speaking, the phone placed between the two sofas rang.

After passing the message, he smiled and reached out to pick it up.

Du Fei's hearing was extremely good and he could hear their conversation even from two meters away.

"Brother Yun, I didn't expect you to be the first one to call."

The other person on the phone said: "Brother, please don't misunderstand me, I am not a lobbyist."

The ship king was surprised: "Oh? What does Brother Yun mean?"

The other person on the phone said: "Although Dong is overseas, he always cares about the motherland..."

Du Fei and the Ship King suddenly realized what he said.

The phone call that had been going on for a long time was not to plead with Li Cheng, but to ask the Ship King to introduce him to Du Fei.

Through talking, Du Fei also guessed the identity of the other party.

His surname is Dong, with the word "cloud" in his name.

This person's strength and status in Xiangjiang are not inferior to the shipping king at all.

And the position is more inclined to the motherland.

In the world before Du Fei traveled through time, it was the Dong family that came out on top after Xiangjiang returned.

Du Fei couldn't help but become interested.

He nodded to the Ship King and said that he could meet and let him arrange it.

After putting down the phone, the Ship King said with a smile: "Li Cheng was really ill and rushed to the doctor. He probably went to the Dong family and was rejected, otherwise the Dong family would not have been in such a hurry to end the relationship."

Du Fei also smiled.

Indeed, as the Ship King said, the Dong family called at this time. Meeting Du Fei was the second priority, and the purpose was to separate the relationship.

Dufy doesn't care which is the primary purpose and which is the secondary purpose.

Since the other party mentioned meeting, it's a good time to win over each other.

The Chairman once said: To govern correctly is to have more of our people and less of the enemy's people.

However, the words faded and the phone rang again.

This time the rightful owner finally came.

"Brother Gang, we are all from Xiangjiang. Ah Cheng is already miserable enough. Can you give him a way to survive?"

A fast Cantonese voice came from the other side of the phone.

The ship king smiled and said: "Ah Tong, you want to stand up for him? This time he is secretly uniting with foreigners. Have you thought clearly?"

The other person on the phone was silent for a few seconds and said: "There is no way~ Brother Gang, his lips are dead and his teeth are cold. Besides, killing people can only be done with a nod of the head. You haven't seen what Ah Cheng looks like now... Besides, this is not my personal intention. Many colleagues It’s all about this idea…”

The ship king frowned.

Although I had already guessed that Li Cheng would not sit still and wait for death.

But I didn't expect him to be so efficient. Judging from the tone on the phone, a lot of people had already gathered.

Du Fei smiled and nodded to the Ship King, still following the original plan.

After putting down the phone, the Ship King looked a little serious: "There are a lot of people over there this time, what are you going to do?"

Du Fei said calmly: "It doesn't matter how much it is. It's all just scraping together feathers. There are a few who can spare it."

After saying this, Du Fei added: "By the way, the second batch of textile machinery will arrive in a few days. You, brother, will have to worry more then."

The textile factory working with Bush is making very fast progress.

As the factory buildings are being built one after another, the first batch of machinery has arrived and is being installed and debugged.

The second batch of machinery is also about to be shipped.

At this rate, trial production could begin as soon as March next year.

The ship king told Du Fei to rest assured that the matter would be taken care of by him.

But I secretly lamented that the world is changing too fast.

A year ago, someone told him that planting flowers and beautiful land were a partnership to do business and set up factories. Even if he was killed, he would not believe it.

But now, it has become a reality.

All this was made possible by the young man in front of me.

It was precisely because of this incident that he made up his mind to let his newborn son recognize Du Fei as his godfather.

The next day, the weather was not very good. It started to rain lightly in the morning.

There is no sun in the hazy sky.

Du Fei didn't like this kind of weather, especially in the south. Because of the high humidity, not only was it not cool, but it also felt sticky.

At nine o'clock in the morning, he was in a spacious conference room in the hotel where he stayed.

Du Fei sat alone on one side of the circular conference table, with a dozen people sitting across from him.

These people looked at the tall and handsome young man opposite with mixed emotions. Most of them had dealt with Du Fei.

In 1967, Du Fei came to Xiangjiang for the first time.

At that time, many wealthy businessmen in Hong Kong offered to deposit one billion U.S. dollars interest-free into the Xiangjiang branch of Zhonghua Bank.

Among them are these people.

Du Fei glanced over, with an expression on his face that seemed to be a smile but not a smile. He raised his hand and gave a fist to the other side: "According to age, you are all older than me. Today, I am called a junior. I wonder if you can give me any advice?"

Everyone on the other side had calmed down beforehand, and the Zheng family did the talking.

A middle-aged man in his early forties said with a smile: "Mr. Du, you are very polite. You are a young talent with a lot of potential. How old are you? I can't help but give you advice. Today, I have no other request. I just want to ask you." Your Excellency, please show your noble hand and leave a way for the Li family to survive."

Du Fei chuckled, glanced at the people across from him again, and said teasingly: "Mr. Zheng's words are not true. There are many of you, but I am alone. I'm afraid it's not 'begging' but 'forcing'~"