"I’ll give you a ride," Wen Lei followed.
......
The car moved slowly.
Wen Lei, sitting in the back seat, leaned back, her face showing fatigue.
Almost all business matters were entrusted to her by Fang Zheng. This was a sign of his trust, but the intricate affairs were indeed exhausting.
Coordinating with governnt departnts, financial conditions of various branches, staff promotions and deploynts, tax, and fiscal cooperation...
Every day,
She never had more than four hours of rest, and she had to catch up on sleep in the car.
Various etings never ended from morning till night. She never imagined she would be this busy one day.
"Beep beep..."
The phone notification sounded.
Upon checking, it was greetings from so classmates and old acquaintances.
Since becoming the general manager of Square Porcelain, handling the business of various subsidiaries of the Fangtian Group on behalf, Wen Lei’s reputation had been growing.
Even elentary school classmates, whom she had never stayed in touch with, could find a way to contact her, and relatives she hadn’t seen in years would travel miles to visit.
Even local leaders were polite.
Change,
was everywhere.
Her once-dominant parents had also beco much gentler, often showing concern and warmth, without ntioning their initial opposition when she switched jobs.
"Boss Wen..."
Wen Lei pursed her lips, a faint smile appearing on her face.
Despite the busy schedule,
life was fulfilling.
Though it was noisy,
she could still achieve her original dreams.
After a mont’s thought, she ignored the greetings from classmates and friends, pulled up the phone book, and dialed a number.
"Cousin!" Upon connection, a voice hurriedly inquired:
"How’s it going?"
"Better not co," Wen Lei frowned, speaking slowly:
"The boss trusts to handle Fangtian Group’s affairs, and installing my own people would displease him."
"After all, the company is the boss’s, not mine."
"Cousin," the other party said:
"But..."
"No buts," Wen Lei’s voice deepened, tinged with an undeniable tone:
"If you really want to co to Qu City, I can introduce you to Boss Li. Fangtian Group is definitely off-limits."
"..." The other side fell silent for a mont, then:
"That would trouble you, cousin. I’ll co to Qu City."
"Okay."
Wen Lei nodded:
"Even if you’re not with Fangtian Group when you co to Qu City, I can still look after you a bit. Returning ho isn’t as advantageous, especially with a water master..."
"Let’s talk when you arrive!"
"Alright."
Hanging up, Wen Lei gently shook her head.
This cousin of hers has never been diligent since childhood, hardly a scholarly type, and yet he thinks a master’s degree from overseas makes him capable.
People like him are a di a dozen in the job market.
Nevertheless, since her uncle specifically called, she had to lend a hand.
"Bang!"
The car suddenly jolted.
Wen Lei snapped back, looking ahead:
"What happened?"
"Manager Wen, soone cut in and hit our car," the driver turned, unbuckling his seatbelt, and said as he opened the door:
"I’ll handle it, just a mont..."
"Bang!"
Before he finished speaking, a figure quickly brushed past. The driver felt a numbness in his neck and blacked out imdiately.
"Knock, knock..."
Mu Yu appeared at the rear window, lightly tapping the glass and smiling towards Wen Lei inside:
"Boss Wen, can I trouble you to co with ?"
Wen Lei’s face darkened.
......
Fang Zheng sat in the car, eyes closed in thought.
He wasn’t worried about Wen Lei installing her own people in the company; firstly, Wen Lei wasn’t that foolish, and secondly, he had confidence in himself.
The core of Fangtian Group,
was never the porcelain or textile technology.
It was him!
He was the source of endless resources from another world.
Even if his authority were usurped, and Fangtian Group taken from him, he could always build another Fangtian Group anyti he wished.
"Compared to wealth, I... still prefer martial arts and magic."
With a deep breath, Fang Zheng cleared his Divine Sense, the True Qi inside him flowing smoothly, with faint thunderous rumbles and threads of electric light shimring.
"Boom!"
"Boom!"
"Boom!"
Realm of the Three Thunders!
Great Success of Minor Circulation for the Martial Artist!
For the past two months, he had been adjusting the power usage, gradually finding a frequency compatible with him, rapidly advancing the Elental Thunder Skill.
He had reached the Realm of the Three Thunders.
"The Elental Thunder Skill does live up to its status as a technique recorded in the Ancient Divine Treasure, offering miraculous effects on tempering the body."
Fang Zheng clenched his fingers lightly, pondering:
"With just the strength of my body now, I might contend with a Great Cycle Martial Artist, though my True Qi reserves are sowhat lacking."
This was quite normal.
The Elental Thunder Skill was among the top body tempering techniques in ancient tis.
Even the core inheritances of the Wei Dynasty’s top noble families or schools probably could be no more than this.
With compatible martial arts and magic, it wouldn’t be difficult to defeat the strong with the weak, or to kill a Great Cycle Martial Artist with the Minor Circulation.
"Chen Jiuniang from the Ten Thousand Treasures Pavilion told to find her in Prefecture City once I reached the Realm of the Three Thunders. Now that I’ve achieved the three thunders..."
"Never mind!"
Fang Zheng gently shook his head:
"The Chen Family seems to be in so trouble. Better to wait until I’m more powerful before visiting, so I don’t unknowingly get sold out."
"Hmm?"
His eyebrows raised slightly, and suddenly, he stretched out a hand to grab the nearby car door, electric light leaping from his palm, and forcibly tore the door off.
At the sa ti,
The front tire of the speeding SUV suddenly burst, Tian Liang’s face changed drastically, realizing his attempts to brake were futile.
He could only watch as the car hurtled towards the mountain.
"Bang!"
"Boom..."
The speeding car crashed straight into the rock, exploding with a fiery blaze that shot skyward, shards of the vehicle scattering amidst the flas.
In the chaos,
Fang Zheng clutched Tian Liang with one hand, gracefully standing on the verge of the explosion, waving his hand lightly to easily deflect the incoming debris.
"B...boss."
Tian Liang’s voice trembled, partly from fright, partly from excitent.
Just monts ago,
As the accident was about to happen, Fang Zheng shattered the front seat with a single palm strike, pulling him out from the rear door, landing lightly on the ground.
The explosion happened right in front of them.
Yet his boss seed as serene as a spring breeze.
Such divine prowess!
A deity!
Even after witnessing Fang Zheng’s abilities multiple tis, Tian Liang couldn’t contain his excitent, his body subtly trembling.
"What happened with the car?"
Fang Zheng turned back, frowning:
"Wasn’t it just recently maintained?"
"It was," Tian Liang nodded, his eyes widening suddenly:
"Boss, the situation felt off earlier. Soone must have tampered with our car, or it couldn’t have coincidentally had a blowout and brake failure."
"Oh?"
Fang Zheng raised an eyebrow.
At that mont, the phone rang.
"Like Honey..."
"Hello!"
"Boss Fang," a voice, both unfamiliar and familiar, sounded:
"How are you doing now?"
"..." Fang Zheng squinted, speaking slowly:
"Mu Yuanchun?"
"It’s ," Mu Yuanchun chuckled:
"Surprised Boss Fang still rembers my voice. Many tis I invited you, but unfortunately, you never honored ."
"Do you have ti today?"
"Calling at this ti, so it was you who did this?" Fang Zheng’s lips curled, eyes flashing coldly, yet his voice remained unhurried:
"Well-played."
"Boss Fang, you’re joking," Mu Yuanchun replied:
"Driving improperly, families weep two lines of tears, I always rember that. Boss Fang answering the call ans that little prank did no real harm."
"By the way!"
"Manager Wen from Square Porcelain is also here today. I recall she’s one of your reliable assistants."
"Heh..." Fang Zheng chuckled softly:
"Where are you?"
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