He lost control after drinking and ended up marrying a powerful female CEO.

First Special Care Ward, First Hospital of Chongqing.

Chen Huaidong arrived with two bodyguards and saw Chairman Li lying on the bed.

Chairman Li lay in his hospital bed, looking quite energetic, but with an extremely bad temper.

The ground was a mess, with countless things smashed.

Qin Huai crippled his third leg.

The one carrying the gun survived, but the two milkmen were killed in action.

"Chairman Li, you're not dead, are you?" Chen Huaidong asked with feigned concern.

"Young Master Chen..."

Upon seeing Chen Huaidong, Chairman Li forced a smile, then his eyes flashed with intense hatred: "I agreed to the previous conditions. Now produce a business plan. I want the Lu Group to disappear! I want Lu Qingxue to crawl on her knees before me like a dog, crying and repenting!"

Chen Huaidong didn't say anything, he just nodded emphatically.

A hint of disdain flashed across his eyes.

That idiot actually listened to Leng Siqi's instigation and went after Lu Qingxue.

The problem is that he didn't even bother to gather any intelligence beforehand.

Pig brains!

However, it was thanks to this idiot's brain that the cooperation with Meikai Group was able to proceed so smoothly.

It's worth noting that Meikai Group has grown to its current size thanks to its impressive background.

What appears to be a native group in Rongcheng is actually backed by a wealthy family in Beijing.

Previously, Chen Huaidong wanted to get in touch with the Qin family through Qin Huai.

Later, he realized that Qin Huai was not someone he could control, and that the two were already subtly on opposing sides.

The two sides are not equal in size.

Whether it's Shengxi Group or Changsheng Business Alliance, they wield considerable influence in Chongqing and even the Southwest.

Compared to the powerful families in Beijing, they are nothing.

If they were to confront Qin Huai head-on, it would be like a mantis trying to stop a chariot.

To deal with powerful families, you need their intervention.

Meikai Group is an important pawn planted in Rongcheng by a wealthy family in Beijing.

Once I establish a deep business relationship with the Meikai Group, I will naturally have the opportunity to get close to that wealthy family.

What do we have to fear from the Qin family then?

Thinking of this, Chen Huaidong felt a surge of excitement.

"Chairman Li, get some rest. Don't worry, I will definitely avenge you!"

After chatting for a few minutes, Chen Huaidong left satisfied.

He needs to hurry back and come up with a perfect plan.

……

On the outskirts of Beijing.

A vast estate.

The sun is shining warmly.

On the lawn, a middle-aged man who looked eight or nine parts like Qin Huai lay on a rocking chair, his body swaying slightly with the rocking chair.

He is Qin Mushan, the son of Qin Huai's father who specializes in ruining his son, and the nephew of the ninth most powerful family in the capital.

Qin Mushan held a cell phone in his hand, shaking it every now and then.

After a long while, he sighed and complained, "What a crappy phone! I can't even find a pretty girl by shaking it. I used that brat's picture as my profile picture, and I can't even find a girl. It's completely useless!"

Not far behind Qin Mushan, Xiao Yang, the butler dressed in a Tang suit, had a wry smile on his face.

Having followed Qin Mushan for half his life, he knew all too well what kind of person this man was.

They're never serious.

Yet, they manage to resolve one thorny problem after another effortlessly amidst laughter, anger, and scolding.

Having dominated the capital for decades, who doesn't know how formidable Qin the Scoundrel is?

"Old Xiao."

Qin Mushan suddenly shouted, "Do you think Yuanxin would still touch Meikai Group if they knew it was the Dou family's doing?"

Xiao Yang nodded without hesitation: "Yes, Madam Lan dotes on the young master the most."

"A doting mother often spoils her son," Qin Mushan said with a sneer.

Xiao Yang's lips twitched slightly upon hearing this, feeling ashamed for Qin Mushan.

If Madam Lan's behavior is considered a case of a doting mother spoiling her son, then what about all those good-for-nothing playboys in the capital?

"The Dou family... is not easy to deal with."

Qin Mushan muttered to himself, picked up his phone and dialed a number, then burst into laughter: "Hey, Little Bean, are you taking a nap? Get up and pee before you go back to sleep."

"You little bean! You're the little bean, your whole family are little beans!"

"Uh, you don't like this nickname? Old Bean?"

"You old bean! You're the old bean, your whole family are old beans!"

"You don't like it either? Then I'll think about it again..."

"Screw you! Qin scoundrel, what exactly do you want? Get to the point, don't force me to curse you! Let me tell you, I can swear horribly!"

"It's nothing, I just thought it's been a long time since we last met, so I wanted to invite you to have a meal, get a foot massage, or something."

"Get out of here and play with your shit! I don't believe a single word you, Qin Mushan, say!"

"Then what else is there to say? Just hang up," Qin Mushan said lazily.

"..."

There was a long silence on the phone, but the call never ended.

It's terrible.

When that old scoundrel Qin Mushan's phone rings, you have to answer it.

Nobody knows what kind of shady scheme this scoundrel is up to now.

In his youth, he caused chaos in Beijing every day, and he swindled all sorts of second-generation rich kids in the elite circles of that time.

I still get chills when I think about it now.

Not answering the phone might lead to some unexpected setback.

Answering the call allows you to gauge the other person's intentions and prepare yourself mentally.

"Little Dad, don't panic, it's really nothing. I was just thinking that we haven't been in touch for a long time... I've got a bunch of amazing dancers here, their figures, their moves, wow, don't you want to come and check them out?"

There was still silence on the other end of the phone.

"Hey, hey, hey? Empty dredger? What the hell! Bad signal?"

"address."

"my home."

"it is good."

The phone hangs up.

Two hours later, five combat helicopters roared in.

Dozens of fully armed security personnel rappelled down and quickly formed a team.

The last helicopter landed slowly, and a middle-aged man with graying temples stepped out, exuding an air of nobility.

"Little Dad, you're here! Haha, please come in quickly!"

Qin Mushan personally greeted them with a broad smile.

Seeing this, the middle-aged man became even more wary: "What's going on?"

"It's alright, let's eat something first, then listen to some music and watch some dance."

Qin Mushan reached out and hooked his arm around the middle-aged man's neck, half-dragging and half-pulling him into the house.

Half an hour passed...

The woman from the Dou family ran out in terror, boarded the helicopter, and it quickly took off.

Even after flying quite a distance, the woman from the Dou family was still in shock. She took out her headset, put it on, and pulled out her phone to open a group chat and send a voice message.

"Everyone be careful! Don't talk to that scoundrel Qin for the time being! He's terrifying! Absolutely terrifying!"

"That scoundrel Qin is inhuman! He hired over twenty strong men to dress in women's clothing and do pole dancing, throwing them flirty glances and blowing them kisses. Who the hell could resist that?"

"I couldn't refuse to watch, he had his men forcibly pry open my eyelids and force me to watch the whole thing... But that's not the worst part!"

"That scoundrel Qin is inhuman! He actually went on stage to dance for me! That delicate hand gesture, those bright red lips, that... ugh... it's terrifying!"

The group voice chat was eerily quiet, except for Dou Jia's ***, who, amidst the deafening roar of noise, uttered heart-wrenching accusations.

The sound was deafening.