Xiao Huizi and He Xiaoer

An Canghai's study is simple yet elegant. The bookshelves, tables and chairs are all made of carved wood, almost all hand-polished and quite old.

An Canghai asked He Zhijing to sit down in the study, and personally brewed a pot of tea on a small desk, and then the two chatted on the chairs. The fragrance of tea filled the entire study, and people's mood suddenly calmed down.

At this moment, An Canghai gave people the feeling of a hermit monk.

He Zhijing didn't know much about the four major families in Beijing, but he also heard that the An family didn't like to form cliques. Therefore, the An family has always maintained a distant but calm relationship with the other three families.

"Nephew He, what is your main purpose for coming to the capital this time?" An Canghai asked while drinking tea leisurely, "Just to accompany Miss Xu to the capital, right? Everything you did in the past few days in the capital was for Miss Xu."

"Yes, Master An. Don't be afraid of you laughing at me. I came to Beijing just to accompany her." He Zhijing smiled. "Donating to Beijing University was also a last-minute decision, but the birthday party was prepared in advance."

"Nephew, there's no need to call me Master An. It's too formal. Just call me uncle."

"Ok."

An Canghai smiled and said, "You have made much more progress in this area than my son. Congratulations, since you two couples are holding your wedding together, which date have you set?"

"It has not been decided yet. We will decide after the two elders discuss it. What do you think, uncle?"

"Any date is fine, just let me know after you've agreed on it. I'm very happy that the He family and the An family are holding a wedding together this time. By the way, I've met your father He Zhang a few times, so we have some friendship."

"Do you know my father?"

He Zhijing was a little surprised, he had never heard his mother mention it.

An Canghai nodded and continued drinking tea.

"Yes, your father and I were not close friends, but at least we were friends. After your father disappeared, I went to your house to see if I could help. There were many people there, and you were young, so of course you didn't remember me."

"Is there still no news about your father?"

He Zhijing didn't intend to tell him that his father had been murdered. He just shook his head and said, "No news yet."

After hearing this, An Canghai fell silent and drank another cup of tea.

He suddenly said, "You have a grudge against the Ling family this time, so you have to be on guard. Ling Qingsong is a cunning, ruthless, and famous smiling tiger. His eldest son is called Ling Shaoming, who is sometimes more vicious than his father. I estimate that he and his son may attack your He Group in the business world."

He Zhijing said disdainfully: "Thank you for your reminder, uncle. Although the Ling family is strong, my He family is not a pushover."

An Canghai nodded and said, “Well, if it’s just his Ling family, I’m not afraid. Your He family is not weaker than the Ling family.”

"But I know that the Ling family has always had a deep relationship with Crow International, forming a quasi-alliance relationship. Or let's put it this way, Crow International has always regarded the Ling family as its base in China and has been cultivating the Ling family."

An Canghai continued, "You know Bat Asia, right? This company is already very powerful, but Crow International is much more powerful than Bat Asia. It is said that Bat Asia was separated from Crow International."

Bat Asia was actually associated with Crow International.

He Zhijing frowned after hearing this.

He had heard of Crow International a long time ago.

It is this company that has been attacking He’s cosmetics business overseas, and has also blatantly counterfeited He’s products. We can’t do anything about them at the moment.

The background of Crow International can be said to be unfathomable.

"Uncle, do you know more detailed information about Crow International?" He Zhijing asked.

An Canghai shook his head and said, "I don't know the specific information, I just know that it has existed in Europe for at least several centuries, or even longer. It originally existed in the form of a crow tribe, which seemed to be a union of several families."

"Uncle, do you mean that the Ling family might join forces with the Crows to attack the He family?"

"Most likely."

An Canghai saw He Zhijing's frown, patted his shoulder and said, "Nephew He, you don't have to worry too much. I heard that your brother is in Jiangshan Meili Group, right? Jiangshan Meili has enough strength to compete with Crow, so Crow won't mess around for now."

"Also, our An family can contribute. Nephew He, if you need any help, just ask. I will definitely support you with all my strength."

He Zhijing said gratefully: "Thank you, uncle."

"Nephew, you're welcome." An Canghai thought for a while and said meaningfully, "This is no longer a matter between two families. It can even be said to be a contest between justice and evil."

He Zhijing didn't expect the matter to rise to this level. He thought of Ye Ge. Since Bat Asia separated from Crow International, Ye Ge must know about Crow International.

……

The two chatted for a long time before coming out of the study.

When I went downstairs, I saw that the living room was empty. Only a group of servants were busy in the kitchen, preparing dinner for tonight.

An Canghai asked: "Where are the people?"

The servant replied, "The madam and the ladies are in the gym. Mr. Xia is practicing boxing with some bodyguards."

"Oh?" An Canghai said with a smile, "Let's go and take a look."

He and He Zhijing walked to an independent building in the Anjia Manor and entered one of the gyms. The space inside was as big as a basketball court. At this time, there was a lot of shouting and it was very lively.

Everybody was watching from the sidelines.

Xu Zhihui turned around and saw He Zhijing, and said, "Ha, you're just in time. Mr. Xia has easily defeated four bodyguards just now, and now the captain of the bodyguards is on the field."

Old Master An Chengde was there too.

An Canghai walked over to greet his father, and then watched from the side.

The bodyguard captain was called Shi Yong, a retired soldier. When the two of them started fighting, Xia Ji had exchanged two moves with him and was dodging.

Shi Yong's punches and kicks were extremely fierce, and each one was powerful and loud.

Li Xiangling shouted nervously, "Captain Shi, just stop at that point and don't hurt the guests."

Shi Yong responded, "I understand, Miss."

He knew in his heart that no matter how fast he punched and kicked, he couldn't touch Mr. Xia at all. This showed that Mr. Xia was a rare master.

Xia Ji smiled as he dodged, "Captain Shi, just use all your strength. If you are in a job like yours and you are worried about not being able to move your hands and feet, then there is no need to fight."

Mr. An said with a smile: "Little Xia is a master, Xiao Shi, you don't have to hold back, show your skills."

"Yes, sir."

Shi Yong's body movements changed, and he suddenly made a quick dash, leaping into the air, and kicked continuously with both feet. With two whooshing sounds, he delivered a series of piercing kicks, directly attacking Xia Tian.

"Your piercing kick is good, with enough power, but your speed is still a little lacking."

Xia Tian praised with a smile.

When the kick was about to reach his chest, he calmly fell backwards, with his knees bent at 90 degrees, his body parallel to the ground, and his legs firmly supporting the weight of his entire body.

Everyone clapped and shouted, "So handsome."

Xia Tian stared at Shi Yong as he flew past from above. If he punched him at this moment, Shi Yong's body would have no way to avoid it in the air and he would definitely be injured.

Two meters away.

Shi Yong landed steadily in a half-squatting position. Without waiting for the position to become rigid, he turned around like a nimble monkey and then swept his leg towards Xia Ji's lower body.

"Hey, good fellow."

Xia Tian looked in all directions, pushed his right hand on the ground, lifted his feet off the ground, supported his body with one hand, and exerted force with his elbow. He shot up into the sky like an electric drill, bounced two meters high, somersaulted several times in the air, and landed in the distance.

These movements are done in one go, without any sense of stagnation.

"So handsome."

Everyone's palms were bulging.

Shi Yong's sweeping kick missed again.

He stood up and asked, "Mr. Xia, you're not going to attack? You're just dodging blindly. Do you want to use your physical strength to exhaust me?"

"No, no, Xiaoshi," said Mr. An, "If Xia doesn't attack, he can already wear you out. If he attacks, you can't take two moves. You two are not on the same level."

Old Master An shouted to Xia Ji again, "That's enough, that's enough. Little friend Xia, your Kung Fu is very powerful. Xiao Shi can't beat you."

Shi Yong felt ashamed and bowed to Xia Ji, "Thank you for your guidance, Mr. Xia. I admire you."

Xia Ji waved his hand, smiled, and said, "Captain Shi is worthy of being the retired soldier king, which is already very good."

Ran Xiaoque shouted excitedly: "Hi, Mr. Xia, let me play with you."

Xia Ji glanced at her, shook his head and said, "No, no, that's not how we play. There's no need, no need. Just play around with these martial arts. Don't take them too seriously."

"Tsk, what a bummer."

Ran Xiaoque felt a little disappointed, but she seemed to hear something else. Not this way of playing? What was this way of playing?