The dog-licking villain only wants to be doggy, and the heroine doesn't follow the routine!

Lu Chengwen quickly helped Leng Qingqiu up:

"Hey, that's right. You don't exercise much usually, so take this opportunity to do some exercise in the car. Make the most of this time, bend your knees a bit more, it's good for your health..."

Leng Qingqiu was helped up and stepped out of the car, immediately exuding an aura of power:

"Is everything ready?"

"Yes!"

Tie Tuo Wang said, "President Lu, President Leng, I think we don't need to have a meeting with them. I'll just bring an axe in and chop anyone who doesn't obey me to death!"

Lu Chengwen looked at him: "Are you sick? Have you been wasting all this time? An axe? How about I give you a rocket?"

Iron King lowered his head and dared not utter a sound.

Lu Chengwen leaned closer to him and asked loudly, "Is it good or not!"

Iron-Headed King lowered his head and muttered softly, "Okay."

Silver King stepped forward and pulled Iron King aside: "President Lu, it's just a few subordinate groups wanting to become independent. I believe that our Great Sage Group has indeed become somewhat bloated, and there are significant problems with personnel allocation; I think it would be better to simply let them become independent, but squeeze them dry. This would simplify the organization, integrate resources, purify the team, and eliminate potential risks..."

"Let them be independent?"

Lu Chengwen stared at Yintuo Wang: "You'll supply the materials for the reclaimed port?"

"what?"

"You personally handle the interior design, blueprint revisions, and permit applications from relevant departments?"

"I……"

"Then you must have a high-level ceramic welding team that can take over, right?"

"This……"

"None of them? Who did you learn those words from?"

"I... I've heard everyone say that, so I..."

Do you know what that means?

"I... I know a little bit, and I thought... it's impossible to be wrong to say something like that..."

"Then shut up."

"Yes."

As Lu Chengwen walked inside, the King of Copper Pole shouted, "President Lu has made a triumphant return! We're waiting..."

"roll!"

"Yes! President Lu is awesome!"

As Lu Chengwen walked, he instructed Jiang Shihhan, "Help me see if it's possible to fly to Tianzhu recently, and help me get Mayor Zhao's phone number. I need to speak with him and request a safety guarantee for going to Tianzhu."

"Yes, Mr. Lu."

He then asked Leng Qingqiu, "Has the conference room been renovated?"

"Yes, a lot of the equipment was worn out and looked a bit old. If the meeting room wasn't nice, it would look like a makeshift setup, so I had it renovated."

How many meetings have you been in?

Lu Chengwen glanced at Leng Qing with heartache.

"Unfortunately, it still ended up like this."

Lu Chengwen didn't seem to care, and smiled slightly: "I thought they would only jump out when the group's revenue exceeded 100 billion, but I didn't expect it to be so soon."

Leng Qingqiu said, "Cheng Wen, according to current estimates, the Dasheng Group's revenue this year... may exceed 200 billion."

Lu Chengwen turned his head in shock and looked at Leng Qingqiu. At this moment, Lu Chengwen wanted to kneel down before her.

As soon as the conference room door opened, Lu Chengwen immediately sensed that something was wrong.

The requirement of the Dasheng Group is that only Lu Chengwen is allowed to smoke and smoke cigars in the conference room.

You can only smoke cigars or cigarettes if Mr. Lu personally throws them to you.

But today, seven or eight people are smoking.

As soon as Lu Chengwen led Leng Qingqiu and the others inside, half of them stood up and bowed respectfully: "Hello, President Lu, hello, President Leng."

Lu Chengwen squinted and saw that nearly half of the people hadn't gotten up; their butts seemed to be glued to their chairs.

The four vassal kings, Zhang, Wang, Li, and Zhao, were even more arrogant. They glanced at Lu Chengwen, turned around, and continued smoking their cigars, filling the entire conference room with smoke.

Lu Chengwen knew this was a demonstration. It was telling him that things were unlikely to end well today.

Lu Chengwen snorted coldly in his heart, cursing the ancestors of those ringleaders for eighteen generations.

Then he laughed and said, "Haha, everyone, please sit down. Oh, sit down, sit down. Those who haven't gotten up yet, don't get up!"

"Oh, Mr. Zhang, you look great! Your grandson is a month old? Sorry I wasn't in the North, so I couldn't go for a drink. I'll give my nephew a big red envelope later, we're family!"

"President Wang! Hahaha, you had your birthday banquet a few days ago, right? It's a big birthday celebration! And when you turn sixty, Jiang Shih-Han will be here!"

"Yes, Mr. Lu."

Holding President Wang's hand, Lu Chengwen instructed Jiang Shihhan, "When President Wang celebrates his 60th birthday, remember to remind me that the group will fund the entire banquet. We should also present him with an award to recognize his hard work and dedication to Dasheng Group over the years."

"President Li! President Li!"

Lu Chengwen jogged over, grabbed President Li's hand, and ignored the other man's contemptuous yet arrogant gaze.

"Mr. Li, my father was talking about you the other day. He said you're a veteran, a hero who has made great contributions to Dasheng Group and shed blood and sweat for them. He told me to learn more from you. So, when my father comes back here in a few days, you guys can get together for a game of mahjong, have some fun, and then find a few young girls, hahaha, I know you like that kind of thing."

"Oh dear! Mr. Zhao! My Uncle Zhao!"

Lu Chengwen slapped his thigh, leaned forward, and grasped President Zhao's hands with both of them.

"Uncle Zhao, you've been working so hard lately, I've seen you get so thin. Uncle Zhao, you've watched me grow up, you have to take care of yourself! It breaks my heart to see you so thin!"

Mr. Zhao pulled his hand away and took a bite of his cigar: "I'm currently trying to lose weight. My personal health team says my blood sugar, cholesterol, and blood pressure are all high."

Then, impatiently, he said, "President Lu, let's start the meeting. Everyone is very busy."

"Oh, okay, okay, yes, yes, yes. Meeting, meeting."

Lu Chengwen finally sat in the main seat.

Behind him stood gold, silver, bronze, and iron, while Leng Qingqiu and Jiang Shihhan sat beside him.

Lu Chengwen chuckled, patting the table. "Oh dear, I've been so busy outside lately that I haven't had time to attend to the group's affairs. But I know very well that the Great Sage Group's current unity, growth, and prosperity—is all thanks to who achieved this? Hmm? I dare say!"

Lu Chengwen stood up excitedly and slammed his hand on the table: "I'll just say one thing here today..."

"President Lu!"

Mr. Zhang raised his chin and abruptly interrupted, "There's no need to say these things; everyone knows what's going on."

"Oh……"

Mr. Wang said, "Let's get down to business; it's getting late."

"Haha, good, good..."

Mr. Li toyed with his cigar: "We're all getting old, and we don't have much patience for nonsense anymore. Mr. Lu, you'll understand, right?"

"Yes Yes Yes……"

General Manager Zhao grabbed a folder and slammed it on the table. He slid over to Lu Chengwen and said, "President Lu, take a look. We agreed that we could go independent, and now the time is right. We've done our best for Dasheng Group, and now that we're going independent, let's do things with dignity and not hurt feelings. We'll still be friends."

Lu Chengwen smiled.

I sat down and glanced through the folder.

I closed the book with a smile and put it down.

"No, uncles! The Great Sage Group needs you all right now. If you leave, I'll be completely lost!"

Mr. Zhang said, “President Lu, everyone has their own ambitions, why force it? We’re all on the same side, let’s be frank, you have to sign this contract today, whether you like it or not.”

Lu Chengwen narrowed his eyes: "It seems I have no other choice?"