The rebirth of the wealthy, the daughter of the richest man turns evil

"Bang--" "Bang--" "Bang--" Dozens of gunshots were heard, and the bullet had hit the ten rings very accurately. The teachers on the side opened their mouths in surprise.

"Miss Wen, your talent is truly amazing."

Wen Shujin put down his gun: "I have to thank the teacher for his careful teaching."

Wen Shujin signed up for a shooting class last week and spent the previous week learning how to assemble guns. She was a very fast learner. In her previous life as a ghost, she had no idea how many books on guns she had read, watched them fight, assembled guns countless times, and killed countless people.

She made rapid progress and quickly surpassed other students from being an ordinary assembly class student to become an advanced class student who could practice shooting.

I heard that the person who opened this Longteng Club was Meng Chengen, a gangster who controlled the western forces. He used to be a policeman, but was later framed and came out to create his own force. Relying on some connections he had in the police station, plus his own intelligence and ruthlessness, he became the boss of the western forces.

Wen Shujin bought a gun from here. It was small and exquisite, suitable for women, and she put it in her bag.

In fact, today she planned to pull out her gun if she couldn't intimidate them, but obviously, people on both sides listened to her advice.

Her strength was indeed a bit exaggerated. Last time, she even secretly tried to lift a small car, and it actually allowed her to lift it. She should thank God for this, after all, the enemies she faced were all powerful.

Wen Shujin had been shooting here for a long time. Her hit rate was now frighteningly high, and she didn't notice at all that someone in the glass window upstairs behind her was watching her.

"That's her?"

"That's right, sir. This young lady has only been here a week, but she's already assembled her guns and is incredibly fast and accurate. She's like a specially trained sniper."

The man in the black suit continued, "She even took a fighting class nearby. At first, the teacher had the upper hand, but after a few days, she mastered the techniques and even those masters with more than ten years of experience were no match for her."

The man was a little surprised and looked at a tall and strong man beside him: "Really?"

The tall and strong man nodded, thinking of Wen Shujin's fight: "But this lady seems to have a strange power. At first, I could still rely on my skills to gain the upper hand, but once she learned it, I couldn't defeat her anymore."

At the end, I suddenly sighed: "I have never met such a gifted person."

The man looked at Wen Shujin's back and said, "Go check her identity. If she can be recruited, we can have a powerful general."

"Yes." The two nodded and left.

Wen Shujin naturally didn't know about these things. He practiced shooting and fighting lessons for a while. When everything was over, he turned around to get his clothes and prepared to change and go back.

She signed up for a luxury package that included shooting, fighting, one-on-one sparring, and a luxurious suite. Her work clothes were all ladylike dresses, which were naturally not suitable for here, so she bought special clothes. She was not used to squeezing with others, so she spent a lot of money to get a separate suite.

Wen Shujin changed her clothes and prepared to leave.

As soon as he reached the door, he was stopped. Wen Shujin looked at the two of them calmly: "Two masters, you want to stop me?"

One of them was the teacher in charge of fighting and Sanda: "Miss Wen, our boss wants to see you."

This office is very luxurious. The sofas on both sides are large and made of genuine leather, emitting a golden glow, making the whole room look luxurious and dazzling.

A man was sitting on the sofa. He was wearing a suit, had a handsome face, and was about thirty years old. His eyes looked gentle and affectionate, not at all like the gangster boss who killed people without blinking an eye, like Reilly Fengxing.

Wen Shujin sat down and asked, "I wonder why Boss Meng wants to see me?"

Meng Chengen smiled and said, "I didn't expect you to be the eldest daughter of the Wen family, Miss Wen."

Wen Shujin raised his eyebrows but did not answer.

Meng Chengen was not angry: "This coffee is imported from abroad."

Wen Shujin smelled it and said, "Ospina Gran coffee" is extremely expensive. I didn't expect that this gangster boss would taste this kind of stuff.

Meng Chengen heard this and said, "As expected of the eldest daughter of the Wen family, you are of noble status. I believe you drink this coffee often."

Wen Shujin put down the coffee and said, "It's just a few ground beans. How can it be noble or not? But you, the boss of a place, why are you looking for a little girl like me?"

Meng Chengen looked at Wen Shujin, who was not afraid at all: "Miss Wen knows who I am, aren't you afraid of me?"

Wen Shujin has seen countless mountains of corpses and seas of blood, and he has also been to hell, so how could he be afraid?

"Boss Meng is not the kind of person who causes trouble for no reason. I, a businessman, have never offended you, so why should I be afraid?" Wen Shujin asked back.

Meng Chengen laughed. "Beautiful, mysterious, powerful, like a rose blooming in the dark night, with thorns. I like it."

Wen Shujin put down the coffee in his hand, his eyes were cold: "Thank you for your kindness, I already have someone I like."

Meng Chengen was not angry, but laughed: "I wonder what kind of man can be worthy of you."

Wen Shujin thought of Huangfu Zheng: "In this world, I only love him, and I will only be with him."

Meng Cheng'en was stunned. When Wen Shujin mentioned that man, the thorns on her body disappeared in an instant. She was so gentle, like an ordinary woman.

Wen Shujin stood up and said, "Thank you, Boss Meng, for your hospitality. I should go back now, otherwise my father will worry about me."

Wen Shujin's figure gradually walked away.

The subordinate beside him asked, "Boss, are you just going to let Miss Wen go like this?"

Meng Chengen glanced at him: "Otherwise, she would look down on your boss."

He stood up and looked through the glass at Wen Shujin walking towards the door, chuckling: "Interesting."

Wen Shujin returned home a little late. She would practice shooting for an hour at three o'clock every afternoon, and practice fighting for an hour at four o'clock. After packing up, she would get home at almost six o'clock, just in time for dinner.

Wen Boyang looked at Wen Shujin who had arrived late and asked, "Why are you back so late?"

Wen Shujin sat down and said, "It's because I'm too busy with the factory. I have to keep an eye on the factory building renovations recently."

Wen Boyang warned: "Don't make yourself too tired, it's not good to get sick."

Wen Shujin nodded: "Don't worry, father, I know my limits."

The renovation of the factory was inevitable. Boss Xu had already received the compensation and would probably move out within half a month. Boss Li originally wanted to struggle, but after consulting Wen Shujin's father and knowing that Wen Boyang would not take care of the matter, he had no choice but to take the compensation and move out.

Wen Shujin was dissatisfied with what Boss Li did: "What is Boss Li doing?" Wen Shujin looked at the gifts on the table.

Boss Li smiled and said, "Miss Wen, I wonder if what you said before still counts?"

Wen Shujin raised an eyebrow. It turned out to be about moving. "Boss Li, do you remember? I said three days. No more waiting. There are many people in the nearby factory area who want to sell land to me."

"The compensation I was originally planning to give you was enough for me to buy thirty acres of land. Why should I give you money to move? Besides, you will definitely move out by the end of the year, so why should I worry?"

Upon hearing this, Boss Li's face changed drastically. With a compensation of 20,000 yuan per acre, it could be said that Wen Shujin had already taken all the risks for him. Now Wen Shujin looked unhurried, which made him anxious. After all, by the end of the year, he would have to bear all the losses himself.

"Miss Wen, we agreed to take the land. You can't give it up." Boss Li made a bitter face and begged Wen Shujin to take the factory back. "I am short-sighted. As long as Miss Wen is willing to take back the land, I am willing to ask for 5,000 less per acre as compensation."

Wen Shujin sneered inwardly. He could change what she said. "Boss Li, are you turning a deaf ear to my words? I, Wen Shujin, mean what I say. If Boss Li refuses to return it, why should I worry?"

Upon hearing this, Boss Li's face changed drastically. "Miss Wen, I didn't think it through before. As long as you are willing to take back the land, I am willing to ask for 5,000 yuan less compensation per acre."

Wen Shujin lifted her teacup and blew slowly into it. Boss Li, standing by, was already frantic. As if he had made up his mind, he said loudly to Wen Shujin, "Miss Wen, ten thousand. Ten thousand per acre at least."

Wen Shujin remained motionless, took a sip of tea, and slowly said, "Eighteen thousand."

Boss Li's eyes widened. "Eighteen thousand? Miss Wen, would you like to reconsider?"

Wen Shujin looked at him and said, "If you are bargaining, I will deduct 20,000."

Boss Li quickly stood up and waved his hands: "Ms. Wen, I agree, I agree..." After deducting 18,000 from the original compensation of 30,000, only 12,000 was left. His heart was bleeding.

After all, he didn't believe that Wen Shujin could give so much money. Later, when he learned that Boss Xu had already received part of the compensation after signing the contract, he ran over with envy.

Wen Shujin is a businessman after all, and harmony brings wealth. Otherwise, she would have really planned to give up the land and take it back at the end of the year. She didn't expect him to come to her door himself, and letting him lose 18,000 yuan was already Wen Shujin's greatest kindness.

She is not an unkind person. Their moving will affect production, employees will have nothing to do, but their salaries still need to be paid, and customer delivery dates will also be delayed. Considering many factors, it is understandable that they want to continue working in the old place.

The new machine is already making televisions, but it is Yang's new type of television, not the old type from the 1950s and 1960s. Although it is not as high-end as Yang's, fortunately the price is not very high, which is very suitable for the downstream market.