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"Then let Shu Lin go. Isn't that a perfect match for a lowly illegitimate child?"

"Hahaha, good, it seems that college has really taught you a lot."

Chairman Che stood up with laughter and said to the secretary waiting at the door: "Close the door."

Che Zhuxi already regretted her previous retort and stood up trembling.

"Kneel down!" Chairman Che shouted and raised the whip in his hand.

However, the shape of the whip was too strange. It was clearly like the one used in SM, but this time it was whipped with full force and hit Zhuxi's buttocks heavily as she knelt on the ground.

"Ah!" Zhuxi screamed in pain.

After a while, she staggered out of the room, still holding the document tightly in her hand.

"Zhao Cheng?! What kind of bastard is worthy of me contacting him?"

I cursed in my heart, but I had to obey my father's orders. What should I do?

She limped out of the room, in so much pain that she could only lie half-way in the back seat of the car.

While flipping through the documents in his hand, he took out his cell phone and dialed the number. Without waiting for the other party to speak, he opened his mouth and ordered:

"An Xiaowei, come and pick me up."

After saying that, without waiting for the other party to speak, he hung up the phone: "An Xiaowei is a perfect match for him, one is a pariah and the other is a lowly bastard, hahahaha."

On the other side, Chairman Che looked at his daughter leaving, threw the whip on the table, and frowned.

He knew very well what kind of person his daughter was, so he shouldn't have any hope. He told the secretary outside the door:

"Go and tell Zhao Cheng about the two women. At the same time, Zhu Xi must report all subsequent actions related to Zhao Cheng to me. Do you understand?"

"Yes." The secretary replied respectfully and stepped out.

......

Special Operations Group, Group C.

Wen Tingxiu came back from the department and clearly felt that the way the team members looked at her was not right.

Chen Yiping rushed over and asked loudly: "Team Leader, have we really been approved for 100 billion won in funding?"

Wen Tingxiu looked at her excited expression, couldn't help laughing, and nodded.

"Wow, long live the team leader!" Chen Yiping rushed over and hugged her.

There were also cheers all around.

This is additional funding, and the annual funding for Group C as a whole is only 200 billion won, which is equivalent to directly allocating half a year's funding.

This means that more and more advanced equipment can be added, and the safety and completion rate of mission execution will be greatly improved.

A smile also appeared on Tingxiu's usually cold face. She didn't expect that the gift Zhao Cheng mentioned would be so big.

It is said that the quarrel in the ministry was extremely fierce this time, and a part of the church's sponsorship was intercepted by the Intelligence Agency before it was distributed to the Special Affairs Department.

As the primary discoverer of this fund, Group C was no longer ignored due to the efforts of close factions. It was said that the fat and big-eared minister fainted on the spot due to the contradiction.

That bad guy is really useful, Tingxiu thought, and a sweet smile appeared on her face unconsciously.

The surroundings gradually became quiet. Tingxiu, who was pushed twice by Yiping, saw that the people around her were staring at her blankly.

Her pretty face turned serious, "Why are you all looking at me? Why don't you go and train?!"

After saying that, he returned to his office with a stern face.

Chen Yiping followed behind and slipped into the office, quietly closing the door like a thief, which made Tingxiu frown.

She came up quietly and asked, "Team Leader, who did this?"

Pushing the little head aside, Tingxiu nodded impatiently and pointed towards the door.

But he didn't notice the stars in Chen Yiping's eyes.

"That guy is really capable, isn't he? Not only is he good at that, but he's also good at making money."

Speaking of that, Chen Yiping unconsciously turned around and glanced at Tingxiu.

"Only the team leader can bear it. It sounds scary."

She couldn't help but squeeze her legs together, planning to go back and discuss with Xiu'e how powerful Zhao Cheng was.

Tingxiu glared at Yiping who turned back. Who did she learn this weird walking posture from?

I feel like they've become more and more disrespectful since I let them know that I have boyfriends that day at the hotel. It seems the training mission was too easy.

......

That evening, the church issued an apology statement, expressing regret to all those who had been deceived.

At the same time, it was announced that it would cooperate with WS Group in the biological field to contribute the church's strength to curing diseases and saving lives.

Of course, the contract reached privately will never be made public.

Likewise, in order to express this occupation of public resources, donations to government departments were announced.

As for which department it was, they would not say, and there was no need to mention the small agreements reached with other groups.

Then, Park Tae-yong, the new chairman of WS Group, expressed his understanding and admiration for the church's noble character and courage to apologize.

All media outlets fell silent, and the matter came to an end.

As for who the person involved is and what kind of punishment he will receive, who will know as long as the media does not report it?

The author says:

Author's Note: The new characters are all from Brave New World. I really can't appreciate their faces, so I just tried to find a good-looking one. But the other parts are well drawn, and those who understand will understand.

Thanks to Jianghuoqi and Qiaofeng for the reward, and thanks to Xiaowang for the monthly ticket.

Thanks to Qiaofeng, the coin that doesn’t sleep at nine o’clock.

Chapter 182 Small Gift

Meijing's home.

Zhao Cheng, who was making a night action plan, was a little surprised to see Man Shu's call. Why did she call him so openly?

I picked up the phone immediately and heard Man Shu's excited voice saying:

"The people at the door have left. They said they won't come again. Has the problem been resolved?"

Zhao Cheng looked at the plan written on the computer on the desk with a confused look on his face. He hadn't done anything yet.

What happened? Was it to show weakness to the enemy and paralyze himself?

I could only say vaguely: "Don't be careless, the situation has indeed changed a little, wait a little longer."

Manshu on the other side just said "hmm" obediently, and was obviously still very happy. It didn't seem like her speaking style anymore.

You can imagine how much psychological pressure this incident put on her.

Zhao Cheng smiled bitterly in his heart and said a few more words of comfort before hanging up the phone. However, as he turned over the phone, he didn't know who to ask. What had happened?

While I was thinking, Park Tae-yong called.

"Brother, someone will send you something later. Come along and take a look. This is a little surprise I prepared for you, hahahaha."

After saying that, he hung up the phone in a hurry without waiting for Zhao Cheng to answer, as if he was afraid that he would ask more questions.

Zhao Cheng held his phone in confusion. What was going on? Why were everything so weird today?

I put on my clothes and checked today's news. There was nothing major happening except that the church was still being criticized.

After a while, the doorbell rang and Zhao Cheng opened the gate.

There was a black sports car parked at the door. Even though Zhao Cheng didn't recognize it, he thought it looked extremely cool.

A man in a black suit was standing by the car. When he saw him coming out, he immediately said respectfully:

"Hello, please get in the car."

Zhao Cheng locked the gate and went around to the car door on the other side.

The interior decoration of the sports car was also extremely luxurious. When Zhao Cheng sat on the leather seat, it felt as if his entire back was wrapped up.

"Please be prepared. The president asked me to take you to a place."

After saying that, the vehicle started moving slowly.

There was no sound of the engine roaring, but instead it was so quiet as if it had not been started. If the scenery outside the window had not been receding, Zhao Cheng would have thought that it had not been started.

I don't know if he saw his confusion or was ordered to explain, the man in the black suit said:

"This is the new model of the Bugatti Ghost this year. It is equipped with the latest solid-state battery and motor technology. It can accelerate from 0.5 to 600 km/h in just 6 seconds. The maximum speed can reach 7 km/h. It only takes 5000 to minutes to fully charge, and the maximum range is km."

After a pause, he continued:

"In addition, it is equipped with the latest artificial intelligence autonomous driving technology, which can safely and worry-freely deal with various road conditions. In terms of safety, the driver's identity and safety are confirmed in real time through voiceprint, face, pupil, fingerprint recognition and other technologies. The engine and cockpit are also soundproofed to completely isolate the sound and radiation of the motor."

Seeing that he seemed to want to continue, Zhao Cheng had some guesses in his mind, so he interrupted and asked:

"Why are you telling me this?"

"This car will be yours from now on. All the relevant procedures have been completed. You don't have to worry."

Zhao Cheng nodded and said nothing. It seemed that Park Tae-yong had gained a lot from the church.

The man in the black suit didn't say anything, but he still admired Zhao Cheng's calm reaction.

He is worthy of being a person that even the old chairman values. He is so steady at such a young age. I felt a little nervous when I drove this car for the first time.

The car fell silent for a moment.

Along the way, Zhao Cheng finally experienced what it was like to be a rich person. Every time he stopped the car, someone would take pictures, and there were even girls knocking on the car window to leave their contact information.

But seeing that Zhao Cheng seemed unmoved, the man in the black suit did not lower the window on his own initiative.

Soon, the vehicle drove into the garage of a villa.

Zhao Cheng got out of the sports car, extremely curious about what Park Tae-yong would say to him. He wondered if he had done something that would cause the chairman of UN Group to give up voluntarily.

The interior decoration of this villa is more modern, which is different from Park Wangcheng's manor.

Taking the elevator up from the garage, and opening the door, there was a spacious living room. What puzzled Zhao Cheng was that there was no one there.

The man in the black suit behind him took two quick steps, picked up the document on the table in the living room and handed it to Zhao Cheng:

"This is the certificate related to this villa. This property will belong to you in the future. You just need to sign this gift agreement."

Zhao Cheng took the agreement and took a look at it. It not only included the ownership of the villa, but also the car, which were all included in the gift agreement.

After a quick glance, Zhao Cheng signed readily.

The man in the black suit took back the agreement, left all the documents, and left politely.

Zhao Cheng was not in a hurry to look at the house, but sat on the sofa as if waiting for something.

Not long after, Park Tae-yong called again and said straight to the point, "How is it? Are you satisfied with this gift?"

"Of course I am satisfied," Zhao Cheng said with a smile, "but this gift is a little hot."

"Hahaha."

Park Tae-yong laughed and said, "It's right to make it hot, just to let him know the huge difference in attitude between the other party's power and his own towards him."

It would be even better if he could make the other forces feel rift with him.

"Brother, you are joking. There is an old Chinese saying: It is impolite not to reciprocate." Park Tae-yong said in pure Chinese, and then switched back to Korean:

"We have gained a lot from this matter with the church. This is just a small thank you gift. This will make our future cooperation more pleasant, right?"

Zhao Cheng thought for a moment and said, "President Park, of course I am happy to accept the gift, but I still want to keep a low profile now. Is that okay with you?"

Park Taiyong was silent for a while. It seemed that the forces behind him really put pressure on him this time. He said earnestly:

"Brother, you know how much I value you. You know what I mean without me having to say much. I will do what you want me to do in the future. But if you are unhappy about anything, you must tell me. I will do what I can."

"This is really a constant attempt to poach people, but I just want to keep a low profile."

Zhao Cheng smiled bitterly in his heart, but replied with a smile: "Well, thank you very much, brother. Besides, I really like this house."