Mr. Gu's wife is a little naughty

"The lips and teeth are interdependent, and the ancient saying still applies. Now you may think that he poses no threat to you, but if he dares to draw his sword at us, who can guarantee that the next sword will not be pointed at you?" Beichen's eyes slowly moved around.

However, Lin Dawei seemed to be out of the matter. He was still staring at the screen of his mobile phone with full concentration, as if the small screen contained endless mysteries that were enough to make him ignore all the changes in the world.

Li Toyota was a completely different picture. His face was full of disapproval, as if Beichen's words were just dust in the wind, which would be blown away and could not stir up any waves in his heart.

"They want to share a piece of the pie with me here. Even though they are ambitious, with the several exclusive patents in my hands, they are still far from posing a threat to me. Therefore, I don't have to worry too much about it." After saying this, he gently sipped the wine, enjoying the feeling of the sweetness lingering in his mouth.

Upon hearing this, Hong Dancheng smiled faintly, a glint in his eyes. "If he's truly interested in entering the real estate sector, I wouldn't mind handing him over a few of my projects. After all, the national real estate industry is a hot potato right now. If he's willing to take over, I'm naturally happy to oblige." His tone was playful, as if everything was under his control. As he finished speaking, he leisurely raised his glass, his gaze flickering over Li Toyota, a hint of cunning in his eyes.

Beichen's expression was unusually solemn. His gaze swept across the hall, finally settling on Tian Zhenyuan. In the eyes of the public, Tian Zhenyuan always wore a warm smile, but those who knew him well knew that behind that smile lay an unfathomable cunning.

At this moment, Tian Zhenyuan remained calm and composed, as if completely unfazed by the situation. Beichen's heart skipped a beat, realizing that perhaps the only person who could save the situation was this hidden Uncle Tian.

"Uncle Tian, ​​what do you think about this matter?" Beichen's tone was filled with anticipation. He hoped to hear some words from Tian Zhenyuan that could turn the situation around.

Tian Zhenyuan's lips curled up in a cold arc. He glanced at Beichen calmly, "It's just a small investment company. Even if it has some funds, it still lacks some experience to make a splash in the Fanjiang world."

After saying this, he slowly stood up and gently adjusted his clothes. Every movement revealed unquestionable confidence and composure. It was obvious that he was ready to leave this boring place.

"I have some things to take care of at home, so I'll take my leave now." His words revealed an unquestionable determination. "If you're free later, we can find a time to have a drink and chat."

"Uncle Tian!" Beichen stood up hastily upon seeing this, his eyes filled with reluctance and anxiety. He knew that with Tian Zhenyuan gone, the few people behind him would be useless.

Tian Zhenyuan waved his hand gently, a sophisticated and calm smile on his face. "Nephew Bei, relax. Beiming Group has countless projects on hand. This one is just a drop in the ocean. There's no need to be too obsessed with it. It may not be wise to compete with others. It's better to wait for the opportunity and make plans later."

After saying this, he turned to the others present and nodded slightly as a farewell. Then, his slightly portly figure slowly turned around, and with a unique sense of dignity and composure, he walked out of the private room.

Lin Dawei followed closely behind, putting his phone safely back into his suit pocket with no expression on his face.

"Uncle Lin, are you leaving too?" Beichen asked softly, looking at his back.

"Well, here, my little business is really insignificant, and it doesn't seem to have much future. So, I don't think those with capital would even look at me. Staying here would only cause you trouble and wouldn't be of much help. In that case, I'd better go home. My second daughter just returned home and is looking forward to having dinner with me and reuniting with me."

After he finished speaking, he didn't wait for other people's reactions, but quickly stood up and left the private room without looking back.

Suddenly, only the three of them were left in the private room. Li Toyota continued to drink by himself, while Hong Dancheng was wholeheartedly savoring the delicacies in front of him.

"Uncle Hong, our two families are, after all, relatives by marriage, and the relationship is very deep. Therefore, I implore you to put aside your concerns at this moment and lend me a hand." Beichen's tone revealed deep expectation. He knew that the situation was serious at the moment and that the support of the Hong family was urgently needed.

After hearing this, Hong Dancheng frowned and sneered, "In-laws? Humph, how important do you think this so-called marriage is in my eyes?" His words were full of disdain and contempt.

Hong Dancheng's eyes were as cold as ice, shooting a chilling glare across at Beichen. His voice was as icy as ice, as if it could freeze everything around him. "Regarding the matter of Tibet, I have yet to settle accounts with your Bei family. Fortunately, Momo has returned safe and sound, but if anything were to happen to her, I, Hong Dancheng, swear that the Bei family would be doomed."

He swung his hand violently, and the chopsticks slammed heavily onto the table with a resounding clatter, a sound that echoed his current mood: broken and angry. Hong Dancheng stood up abruptly, emitting an indescribable aura of oppression, like a lion about to erupt in anger.

He turned and strode towards the door of the private room, each step firm and powerful, as if to crush the stone slabs on the ground. The door of the private room was pushed open behind him, and a cold wind rushed in, blowing away the warmth inside and the last trace of calmness on Beichen's face.

Hong Dancheng left the room without looking back, leaving only one sentence echoing in the air: "Go back and tell your father not to hide in the mountains like a coward. It's time to put an end to the feud between our two families."

Li Fengtian's shouts rang out in the private room. He hurried after Hong Dancheng's back, his voice filled with anxiety and urgency: "Brother Hong, wait! Wait for me!"

Beichen sat quietly on the sofa in the private room, a sneer on his face that revealed a subtle sinister edge. He suddenly threw the red wine glass in his hand to the ground, and the crisp shattering sound was particularly harsh in the empty room.

"They are all old foxes. Don't think they can easily get rid of our Beiming Group like this."

At this time, a man in black clothes and sunglasses quietly walked up to him, bowed his head respectfully, and asked in a low voice: "Master, how should we deal with this next?"

Beichen's brows were furrowed, like an insurmountable mountain. He ordered in a deep voice, "Investigate the background of Mingyi Capital thoroughly, at all costs. I want to know their true identity. Since they dare to become an enemy of Beiming, they can forget about living in peace in Fanjiang."

The man in black nodded slightly and was about to turn and leave when Beichen suddenly called him back, a hint of alertness in his voice: "What are the recent movements of the Jiang family in Kyoto?"

The man in black bowed his head slightly and replied in a low voice: "The Jiang family has been quite peaceful recently, without any disturbances. However, the Long family seems to be a little restless."

"The Long family?" A puzzled look crossed Beichen's face, and he asked doubtfully, "What's wrong with the Long family?"

"The young master of the third branch of the Long family quietly arrived in Fanjiang recently, but has never had any contact with any forces. His intentions are still unclear." said the man in black.

Beichen's brows furrowed slightly, a sharp gleam in his eyes. He pondered for a moment, then ordered, "Keep a close eye on Young Master Long's every move. Report every detail of his actions to me."

The man in black nodded again and stood quietly behind Beichen.

At the same time, Tian Zhenyuan got into his car, and Lao Mo drove the vehicle skillfully.

"Old Mo, I need you to help me check this Mingyi Capital," Tian Zhenyuan said in a low but firm voice. "I want to know all the information behind it."

Tian Zhenyuan leaned against the car window, his eyes following the night scene passing quickly outside the window.

Lao Mo nodded slightly and said in a low voice: "The eldest lady went home today."

"Oh? She is willing to come back?" Tian Zhenyuan raised his eyebrows slightly, and a barely perceptible smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

"I heard that he found a job outside." Lao Mo continued.

"She? Found a job?" Zhen Yuan's voice was filled with surprise, yet he seemed to have expected it. "Is it another one of our connections who helped out?"

Lao Mo shook his head slightly. "No, it's the Mingyi Capital that you just asked me to investigate."