You Are Strong But It’s Mine Now

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Hearing Jing Qingfu's simple and rude words of praise, almost all the clan members were stunned.

But soon, smart people quickly recovered and realized the subtlety of Jing Zhengwei's plan.

"As expected of a brother..."

Jing Zhengwu took a long breath and showed a convincing smile.

"Tsk."

Jing Zhengfeng took a sip of the wine bottle, glanced at Le Yu, and then turned his head away.

Feiwei pulled Jing Zhengtang and whispered a few words, Jing Zhengtang also suddenly realized, and gave a thumbs up to Leyu: "Feiwei also thinks that you are very powerful, eldest brother!"

Only Le Yu looked around stupidly for a week, seeing their expressions of jealousy and obedience, his heart was at a loss.

what do you mean? Why do they all have the expressions of 'I understand'?

What the **** are you thinking about, I'm obviously making jokes to mock you!

"As expected of my good son...cough, cough..." Jing Qingxuan took two breaths of Baixia, the old man's face flushed, and he let out a sigh of relief - don't look at it with a blushing face. me!

Jing Qingquan's voice was full of uncontrollable joy: "Only you can realize what the real problem our Jing family is trying to solve!"

"Zhengwu wants to solve the few workers who want to resist, Zhengwei wants to solve all the workers, and Zhengtang wants to solve the existing worker employment system...but those are just appearances!"

"I've told you from the beginning - the problem we face is that the silver blood will have an opinion on the Jing family!"

"Whether it's workers, riots, or institutions, they're not that important. As long as we have the resources, even if we don't retreat, what will happen to those mud legs?"

"If they want to riot, we will call the army to suppress it."

"If they want to negotiate, we will buy the division until they give in."

"They are going to strike, hehe, they are the first to starve to death!"

"Our Jing family has been in business for so many years, can we still be overturned by these muddy legs with soft bones? They are grass and machines. They were born to strengthen our Jing family and serve our Jing family."

Jing Qingquan glanced at the other three brothers: "Zhengwu, Zhengwei, Zhengtang, your suggestions are all very good, but what you have solved is to make the machine produce faster and more efficiently, and let the grass be more obedient for us to harvest - these things The Jing family has always been able to do it, it’s just a matter of efficiency.”

"Only Zhengwei." Jing Qingfen looked at Le Yu, the light flashing in his pupils was simply the look in the eyes of 'the old capitalist finally found the heir with the darkest heart': "He has grasped the crux of the problem - the Silver Blood Club!"

"The problem we really want to solve is to let Yinxue find our troubles, let Yinxue see our attitude, and let other chambers of commerce realize the power of the Jing family!"

At this time, other clansmen finally reacted and couldn't help but say, "Public opinion!"

"Yes, it's public opinion!" Jing Qingquan took a deep breath, and a long string of white clouds in the glass bottle was inhaled by Jing Qingquan's storm along the conduit. There was really such a touch of immortals eating clouds and swallowing mist: "Zhengwu Zhengfeng Zhengtang The method is too slow, only the method of Zhengwei can be directly effective!"

"Furthermore, yours is a business way, a domineering, an evil way, and this move of Zhengwei... is a king's way!"

"As long as other chambers of commerce see the attitude of the Jing family, it is the victory of the Jing family!"

He coughed twice and said with a smile: "Of course, Zhengwei's own advice is also excellent..."Workers do these things and become big mine owners in five years"... Zhengwei, if you briefly mention this, this is probably an article What an article."

"Uh..." Le Yu couldn't make up any splendid articles for a while, so he said casually according to his previous life impression: "It probably means that I have a worker friend who sees other workers who are lazy and lazy, but he is the only one who is lazy. He is working hard to mine all the time. One day, the owner of the mine discovered his honesty and diligence, so he promoted him to open a sub-mine. Five years later, he has become a big mine owner through hard work and diligence..."

"Hahaha-cough-cough-cough!" Jing Qingxuan laughed so hard that he was about to lose his breath, and the housekeeper hurriedly stroked his back to help him relax. He took a breath of Baixia, and it took him a full minute to catch his breath. He suddenly turned around and asked, "Fude, do you have a printing factory at home?"

Steward Ford said: "No, but the poet is selling off the property recently, and there is a printing house among them..."

"Go and buy it." Jing Qingfu commanded: "Zhengwei, you will be responsible for this matter. Make sure to let the newspaper you run spread all over the streets and alleys, and even in the inner city - as for the It's up to you to lose money or make money."

"Then……"

Jing Qingquan fell silent, sucking Baixia while looking at the other three brothers.

The Huifu Hall was also quiet, and the supporters of Zhengwu and Zhengtang were sweating coldly on their foreheads. They realized that in this sudden assessment, the eldest young master Jing Zhengwei undoubtedly won the first prize, and Jing Qingfen still has the power of the patriarch, if he really chooses the eldest young master as the heir...

As the eldest son and eldest grandson, Jing Zhengwei is naturally the first heir. If Jing Qingfu wanted to support the wild species Jing Zhengfeng, the clansmen could still prevent them from opposing, but if he chose Jing Zhengwei, the clansmen would have no room for objection.

Even from the very beginning, the clansmen believed that Jing Zhengwei was the next head of the family, and it was all Jing Qingfen's performance that reflected that he had given up Jing Zhengwei, so the clansmen turned their attention to Jing Zhengwu and Jing Zhengtang—who are they? It can be expected that Jing Qingquan, the old yin goods, will actually eat the grass!

After a long time, Jing Qingquan finally said:

"...Your opinions also have many merits, and they can complement each other. Righteous, I will hand over the two factories to you - you can't refuse, unless you feel that you are a waste among the four brothers."

Jing Zhengfeng, who was just about to speak, closed his mouth when he heard this.

"There are a lot of things, it's one thing to know how to do it, and it's another thing to be able to do it well."

Jing Qingquan took a deep breath of Baixia and said, "My old bones can still hold on for a long time. I hope you...don't let me down."

After all, Jing Qingxuan loosened the catheter that he had been biting on, and motioned for the housekeeper to push him back to rest.

When Jing Qingfen's figure completely disappeared into the back room, Jing Zhengfeng immediately stood up: "Since it's all right, I'll go back. I can't even eat when I look at you."

Jing Zhengwu politely smiled and said, "each other."

"Fourth brother..." Jing Zhengtang wanted to say something, but Jing Zhengfeng had already walked away, as if he was afraid of something.

"Qinglan, let's go."

Le Yu stood up and patted Qing Lan on the shoulder. Qing Lan quickly stood up and asked in a low voice, "Sir, are we leaving now?"

"Otherwise? I'm full, are you full?"

"No……"

"But I don't want to sit when I'm full, and I can just digest it from here to the door. Do you want to stay here and continue to eat or...?"

Qing Lan glanced at the Jing family members around, realizing that this was not a multiple-choice question, but a proposition, and shook her head repeatedly: "I'll go with you."

"Let's go then." Le Yu waved his hand: "Goodbye, brothers."

"Goodbye brother." "Goodbye brother."

Jing Zhengwu and Jing Zhengtang responded one after another, watching Le Yuqinglan leave the Huifu Hall.

But tonight's news was really exciting, and many people didn't actually want to eat. The family banquet ended hastily, and the leftover dishes were left to the loyal and obedient servants to handle, while the Jing family was after the big party. , quickly started his own small party, and secretly discussed whether it was time to stand in line.

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"Father won't last long, this is the final test."

On the way back to the room, Jing Zhengwu calmly said: "Although I still have the advantage, it is better to be safe, especially when my brother suddenly takes the 'kingdom' route, which is even more troublesome... What kind of support can the Qin family give me? "

Qin Yueshi took Jing Zhengwu's hand, her beautiful eyes were full of amorous feelings, her pretty face rested lightly on her fiance's shoulder, and said, "It's not easy to do business, and it's even harder to manage workers, and some changes are possible. To cause panic among the workers... Your brothers want to reform, I am afraid there will be some 'failures'."

"Thank you... Perhaps, this is a lesson our brothers must learn." Jing Zhengtang sighed:

"Businessman, just to hurt people..."

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"Oh, don't hit me, don't move, I'm going to draw crooked."

In the warm and white bedroom, Jing Zhengtang took an eyebrow pencil and carefully painted Fei's eyebrows. Seeing Fei's bulging expression, he smiled and said, "I understand what you mean, the eldest brother and the fourth brother are valued by their father, the second brother still has an absolute advantage, and we are still in a precarious situation."

"But didn't we come here like this before? Every time it was a disadvantage, every time we turned around and won... Although the opponent was replaced by my brother this time, it was actually the same."

"You, just relax, don't think too much, otherwise if you have crow's feet at a young age, I will, I will..."

Noticing that Fei Wei was staring at him with his teeth gritted, as if he was a kitten, Jing Zhengtang's voice was getting smaller and smaller, and he suddenly became wise: "Then I will try to grow older, so that everyone will think that you are in the middle of nowhere. Flowers on cow dung!"

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"Three gang masters!" "Three gang masters are good!"

Back at the residence of the Qinghong Gang in the outer city, Jing Zhengfeng came to the hall and saw several brothers drinking and eating vegetables. The gang members who were pushed aside didn't take it seriously. They went to help the stool to sit next to him, and asked with a smile, "What did the boss gain from going home this time? Did the Jing family send you a big red envelope?"

"Don't mention it, that old man gave me two big troubles." Jing Zhengfeng suffocated the bottle, put down the wine heavily, and suddenly turned to look at the gang next to him: "Da Qiang, hit me."

Da Qiang blinked: "Boss, are you drunk?"

"I'm not drunk, don't worry about it so much, punch me with all your strength."

"Drunk people say they are not drunk..."

"If you don't hit me again, I'll hit you."

"Okay, okay." Da Qiang had never heard such a strange request before, he stood up and took a stance, and suddenly shouted, countless gongs and drums sounded throughout the hall, and a huge explosion of artillery shells rang out with one punch!

Aiki tactics and artillery fire!

Jing Zhengfeng drew a circle with his left hand, accurately caught the cannonball, and hit Daqiang against the wall with a backhand.

Bite tactics · Yu Yong!

"Boss, why did you fight back..." Da Qiang rubbed his head with a bitter expression: "You just found a reason to hit me, right?

"If you hit me, of course I have to fight back." Jing Zhengfeng snorted and looked at his hand, but he remembered the two confrontations with Jing Zhengwei just now.

For the first time, he made a backhand bite, which was broken by Jing Zhengwei's punch.

The second time, in the face of Jing Zhengwei's straight punch, he backhanded Yuyong, Jing Zhengwei actually found Yuyong's unclosed loophole, and punched through Yuyong.

If the first time is a coincidence, the second time cannot be a coincidence.

However, Jing Zhengwei's attack did not cause a light explosion at all, that is to say, he used his fist to decipher the tactics directly based on his experience and intuition...

But after so many years of fighting, biting tactics have also touched the threshold of entering the house.

To be able to crack his own biting tactics so easily, could it be that Jing Zhengwei's biting tactics realm...

"It seems..." Jing Zhengfeng put his two feet on the dining table and thought to himself: "My brothers, they are not wine bags and rice bags..."

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In the Jing residence's bedroom, Qing Lan's face was flushed red, her forehead was covered in fine sweat, her mouth was slightly open, but her eyes were full of satisfaction, her expressions were full of amorous feelings, and she was very attractive.

咻——咻——

She is eating hot and sour noodles.

Although Qing Lan has tried her best to suppress her voice, the hot and sour powder is too sour, she can still eat '咻咻'.

"Young Master, if you don't eat it, you'll be cold!" Qing Lan felt that she was the only one who was chattering so loudly. It was too embarrassing, so she urged Le Yu.

"It's delicious when it's cold."

Le Yu sat on the desk after a long absence, recorded what happened in Jingyuan tonight, and tried to sort out what happened by reviewing the review——

He is a good steel proletariat, an undercover agent in Bai Ye, an assassin of an unknown organization, a capitalist who thinks about liberating the people all day, and a weak little bourgeois, how could he suddenly be in charge of running a newspaper?

He was just talking casually!

Where can he run a newspaper! He can write jokes!

Le Yu is an old joker, he has always been able to write jokes.

If you just write jokes, then this is not called a newspaper, you can change the name to "Official Account", "Story Club" or "Zhihu".

"Sir, I'm full."

Qing Lan blushed, "The smell in the room is too much, son, hurry up and eat it, or you will go to sleep tonight smelling sour and spicy."

"Actually, I'm not hungry, and I don't want to eat now."

"Then why did you buy...?"

"Didn't you say you weren't full? I saw you staring at the hot and sour noodles while passing by the snack street, so I bought it for you."

Qing Lan blinked: "Then...why buy two copies?"

"Yeah, why buy two?"

Le Yu turned his pen and said thoughtfully, "Could it be because..."

Qing Lan looked at Le Yu expectantly.

"...I think you can eat two?"

"Master, how can I eat two servings?" Qing Lan twitched the corners of his mouth: "I'm also a girl anyway..."

"You are discriminating, girls can also eat two servings of hot and sour noodles, you are depriving girls of the right to eat two servings of hot and sour noodles." Le Yu made a few ramblings: "Why don't you eat more, I really can't eat a whole bowl."

"I..." Qing Lan hesitated for a while: "Okay, then I'll eat a little more."

Le Yu continued to think about running a newspaper.

Do you want to do it? what to do? Who to do?

Jing Zhengwei doesn't know a few literate people either. If the Yin Yin Yin is hidden...

Hey?

Le Yu stopped turning the pen~www.wuxiaspot.com~ A brilliant idea of ​​genius appeared in his heart, so genius that he almost wanted to do some somersaults to add to the fun.

"Young master, I ate a third of it, it's your turn."

Qing Lan calmly handed the chopsticks and bowl to Le Yu, and Le Yu who was in deep thought took it over subconsciously, gulps of powder.

Although Le Yu still didn't understand that he was a faker-class capitalist, he was suddenly assigned to run a newspaper.

However, this is a wonderful opportunity -

After all, being a capitalist cannot save Dongyang.

ps: The 4000-word chapter, let’s combine it today. There are more than 10,000 words in the update in the past two days. It just happened to end the story of Jingyuan. Listen to the basics of the day (touch) and think about the (fish).

Maybe some classmates have already guessed it after seeing this, and there will be a few paragraphs of Wenduo public plots - but the works copied in this article, you may have learned it in Chinese textbooks.