Chapter 1853

Your territory.

You don't know what to do.

My territory.

Don't beep.

Before.

Tang Qing would not let zero take such a way of "teasing" the consortia. After all, those guys are not easy to get into trouble. They have so much capital and power that ordinary people can't imagine.

However.

Now you can let it go.

Consortia.

The most terrible time is when their interests are united. However, when there are internal differences, the threat will be greatly reduced. Because, if there are differences, it means that someone may delay.

Not enough.

There is more to lose than to lose.

It also applies here.

Now.

Plus ERV, there are at least three big consortia that will stop the radical action against Myanmar. Under these big consortia, there are many small consortia, as well as a lot of capital and political forces.

It can't be underestimated.

So.

The plan to stir up trouble within the consortium has been considered a success.

Of course.

This does not mean that you can make waves at will. Once you challenge the bottom line, you will also be hit. The three consortia are just mixing up the water, not jumping backwards. It is in the next stage to jump.

First of all, the development of obscenity.

More waves.

Ten minutes later.

The meeting is over.

"Ah

Tang Qing pretended to stretch, though not tired at all.

All of a sudden.

A hint came to my ear.

"Sith is critically ill."

Sith.

Of course, Tang Qing knew and knew the cause of his critical illness. For this, he could only say: go well. Old people, but also learn to toss, toss into their own, rest assured, I will help spend the property.

This is a game.

The loser is Sith.

But.

The winners were not the two consortia. The soldiers worked hard on the Sith family and made it carry a pot that could not be cleaned. Naturally, it was not to make wedding clothes for others.

I'm kidding.

It's mine.

It's mine.

It's all mine.

。。。

Three days later.

Greece.

"I'm sorry." The attending doctor regretted.

Sith died.

Outside the ward, a few descendants look sad, their pillars, collapsed. Looking at the young people in the corner, it was him who had done such stupid things, which made Sith angry.

Yes.

That's right.

And now the family is isolated by the consortia, damn it.

"Bang!"

One punch.

The young man was knocked to the ground. He covered his face and looked at his elder brother angrily. "I'm also for the sake of my family. What's wrong is that I just failed. I can't blame myself."

"Oh."

"I see."

"You must be prepared to take this opportunity to cancel my inheritance. Why can't you do that? Oh, oh, stop fighting. I know I'm wrong. Please forgive me."

"I'll fight back again."

"Ouch."

“。。。”

In a minute.

On the ground lay a young man with a face full of lovelessness. It seems that the good days are coming to an end. My right of inheritance is no good. I can't wait to die. I can't just be a tramp.

I'm only in my twenties.

Young.

Handsome.

I have an ideal.

There are pursuits.

There are many sister papers waiting for me to comfort them. I can't let them down... I can't feel my body. It seems that I've kowtowed my head. OK, I'll faint for a while.

For a moment.

Just... a little while.

"PATA!"

When his head tilted, the young man fell to the ground.

In response.

No one cares too much.

"Play dead?"

"Asshole, better not wake up." The eldest son said angrily, succession. What's in your mind after your uncle? I'll look up to your little money. What I want is the whole family.

Consortia.

At a certain level, more people will trust.

So.

Sith individuals do not hold much family property. They only have the right to share dividends. If they inherit, they can inherit the Sith personal property. Compared with the huge family assets, they do not have much.

Mad.

Is the labor union so indifferent to the shared legacy?

Hum.

He just wanted to beat you, that's all. He wanted to beat the second brother of the middle school for a long time. He had been sheltered by the Sith for many years, but now he has no chance.In the future.

I'll let you know what happy days are no longer.

“。。。”

In a few minutes.

A kind nurse wanted to help him up.

All of a sudden.

His face froze.

"Ah

A scream, scared a lot of people, eyes gathered.

"Death."

"Dead."

The nurse stammered.

Instant.

Among them, the elder brother of the young man was even more frightened. He killed people when he died. Even if the consortium was powerful and killed people in public, it would be hard to end.

Because.

Many of my father's friends have come outside the ward.

Among them.

But there are many leaders of powerful government departments. Now, in public, so many people see him beating people and then they die. He doesn't know how to end this.

Concealment?

I'm kidding. Why should they?

It's over.

It's over.

This is the only word in his mind, happy days are no longer, maybe if he had.

"Tragedy."

"Yes."

"As soon as Sith goes, two kids, that's it." The rest did not say, one died, one is estimated to be abandoned, murder, the crime is not light, or in public.

Fortunately.

There is more than one heir to the Sith family.

"Let's go."

"Yes, the reporter may come later. It's not good to be photographed." And the notes, please.

“。。。”

Soon.

The corridor is just a mess of family members.

Among them.

A man in his thirties pushed his glasses, and a cold light flashed by. The Sith family was his. The consortium promised that this was just the beginning. The Sith family needed a patriarch like him.

。。。

Huaxia.

Qingyan city.

"No novelty, no level."

He turned his lip to the means of the consortium. If the soldiers came to do such a thing, there were too many ways. There was no need to die. Tang Qing despised such a situation because it had no technical content.

Kill one.

Plant one.

Low level.

Forget it, the opponent is a little silly. It's very good. As for the real technology, Tang Qing is not interested. The real technology is hidden in the deepest place and overlooking everyone.

You play first.

Finally.

Let's finish again.

Look at the time.

Go out.

Fifteen minutes later.

West of the city.

Tang Qing gets out of the car.

In front of my eyes.

A huge building complex, which used to be a piece of farmland, has now become a modern building. Here is the global headquarters of hummingbird commercial storage.

Add a "global" and feel high-end.

Early last year.

After one year's construction, the land has been put into use. There are 13 buildings in total, with a maximum of 21 floors. Nine buildings are used for office work, and others are related to life.

Group building.

Commercial reserve.

Delivery.

Transportation.

The four domestic businesses occupy four buildings. The remaining five buildings are used for business units at the regional level. They may be doubled in the future in 39 countries. It is impossible to report all of them to the president.

A couple of seven or eight.

Who can stand it?

Like the eye of heaven.

In more than 100 branch companies, the general managers report to Dou Jiao one by one, so she has to be crazy. In order to facilitate management, Tianyan has also set up five regional business departments to take charge of them.