Chapter 1389: Chapter 1390: The Assassin Really Runs into Bad Luck eting Him
“Shang Qingcheng, your son hit . Are you going to do sothing about it or not?”
Shang Qingguo yelled loudly.
“Slap!”
Before Shang Qingcheng could respond, Xiao Chen delivered another slap: “Daring to stir up trouble between and my mother—do you want to die?!”
Shang Qingguo, terrified, covered her face and didn’t dare to speak further.
Shang Qingcheng glanced at Xiao Chen and then turned her gaze to Shang Qingguo, a resolute expression erging in her eyes, “You hit soone first, didn’t you?
Qingguo, you may be my sister, but today I have to say this—
Once you join the Dashang Group, you’re part of Dashang.
Even if they’re just a security guard, you hit him, it’s like you’ve hit one of my family mbers.
If you’re unhappy about it, you can call the police and handle it however you like, but right now, you must apologize to him.”
In truth, Shang Qingcheng had rehearsed this kind of scenario with Xiao Chen yesterday.
She had just struggled to muster the resolve.
But after her discussion with Jiang ng, she had finally made up her mind.
Jiang ng’s Xinng Group had reached its current level not by chance but by treating each employee as family.
Within the company, rewards and punishnts were clear and fair, but external threats to the employees—were treated as threats against the whole company.
The Xinng Group wasn’t a family business, yet it had stronger cohesion than many family-owned companies.
Shang Qingcheng knew that if she wanted the Dashang Group to thrive, she had to learn from the Xinng Group.
Still, she hadn’t expected Shang Qingguo to beco the first stepping stone.
“Shang Qingcheng, fine, very well. I’m going to complain to Mom.”
Shang Qingguo didn’t dare continue arguing and turned to leave.
She had co today intending to ask Shang Qingcheng for money. After selling off her stock shares, she had beco entirely inco-less, living off of her savings—and she couldn’t go on like this.
She wanted Shang Qingcheng to give her dividends based on her forr stock holdings.
Unfortunately, she hadn’t even gotten a chance to bring it up before being slapped.
She didn’t dare complain to Shang Luoying—Shang Luoying was still furious.
Though the company had been saved, fifty-five percent of its shares had fallen into the hands of the Bai Group, leaving her bitter.
Driving away, Shang Qingguo’s face looked grim as she sped recklessly down the highway.
Suddenly, a Ferrari appeared in front of her car, startling her into slamming on the brakes.
“Are you looking to die?!”
Shang Qingguo cursed angrily.
“No need to get angry.”
A handso white man stepped out of the Ferrari.
Tall and striking, his entire deanor exuded charm.
Shang Qingguo felt her heart betraying her and speeding up uncontrollably.
The feeling of love!
Though she had played around with many n in the past, the sight of this particular man felt like she was falling hard for him.
“You—well, it’s your fault for cutting off out of nowhere.”
Shang Qingguo’s voice softened noticeably.
“My apologies, esteed lady. It was indeed my mistake. Are you alright? Do you need to get checked at a hospital?”
The white man smiled warmly as he approached.
“No, I’m fine.”
Shang Qingguo shook her head, but her breathing had grown noticeably erratic.
“May I invite you, such a noble and beautiful lady, to dinner?”
The man asked with a charming smile.
“Su-sure.”
Normally eloquent, Shang Qingguo suddenly felt like she had lost the ability to speak.
“An honor, ma’am. I have a Dragon Country na—it’s Long Ye. I’m from Arica.”
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“Mom, your work is done. Let drive you ho.”
Xiao Chen gave Zhang Qi the day off.
“Alright.”
Shang Qingcheng organized the docunts on her desk to take ho. Ever since the Dashang Group’s collaboration with Bai Group was announced, the company’s stock prices had risen dramatically, its market value surpassing its prior peak.
Still, Shang Qingcheng knew this was just the beginning.
Dashang Group had a long road ahead—for instance, the Capital dical Group was seeking potential partners and preparing to hold a bidding conference.
She had been in negotiations for this, which made her quite busy.
Xiao Chen drove while Shang Qingcheng sat in the backseat, enjoying the evening breeze and this mont of tranquility—it felt genuinely pleasant.
Suddenly, Xiao Chen floored the gas pedal.
A truck veered onto the roadside barrier and overturned.
Xiao Chen’s eyes flashed with a sharp gleam.
If he hadn’t accelerated in that instant, the truck would have collided with his car.
This thod of assassination was all too familiar to Xiao Chen.
Jiang ng had faced similar dangers in the past.
Accident scenes were inherently risky.
Yet many people still got out of their cars to watch the commotion.
The road ahead was suddenly gridlocked.
Xiao Chen frowned but remained seated in the car.
Shang Qingcheng unexpectedly opened the rear door and stepped out, following the crowd.
“Sigh!” Xiao Chen sighed, thinking how ordinary people truly lacked any sense of danger.
At that mont, Shang Qingcheng took out her phone and dialed for ergency services and the police.
Many people gathered to help rescue the truck’s trapped driver.
Xiao Chen observed the driver in the vehicle indifferently, his ears occasionally twitching.
Enhanced hearing was a skill martial artists could train.
A technique called “Heaven’s Sight, Earth’s Hearing” could vastly improve auditory and visual senses, far beyond those of ordinary people.
A man in a trench coat and hood placed his hands in his pockets as he walked toward Shang Qingcheng.
Wearing sunglasses, his facial expressions were completely concealed.
However, while everyone else focused on the truck driver, his gaze fixated solely on Shang Qingcheng.
Ten ters!
Five ters!
Three ters!
One ter!
The trench coat man suddenly broke into a sinister grin, flashing his white teeth.
His hand erged from his pocket—wearing gloves—and grasped a blade.
A small blade, the kind resembling old razor blades, pinched between two fingers.
An experienced professional could slit a person’s throat with just a light swipe.
He made his move.
But in the next instant, his face transford into sheer terror.
He saw a smile.
A devilish smile.
And then he felt coldness against his neck.
The blade ant for his victim’s assassination turned into the weapon that took his own life—all because the target’s companion moved his hand ever so slightly.
“Mom, what is that on the ground?”
Xiao Chen’s voice suddenly broke the silence.
Shang Qingcheng looked down.
In that fleeting mont, a sharp gleam zipped over Shang Qingcheng’s head and into the crowd, striking soone’s shoulder.
A howl of pain echoed.
Panic erupted.
The spectators abandoned their curiosity and bolted for their cars.
Shang Qingcheng remained unaware of what had just occurred.
Xiao Chen quickly ushered her back into their car.
The vehicle had been specially manufactured—it was equipped with bulletproof glass, ensuring their safety.
“Mom, stay inside. I’m going to check on the truck driver.”
With a composed smile, Xiao Chen stepped out of the car.
The assassin lurking in the shadows had already been silenced.
Xiao Chen glanced around and noticed Tiangang operatives in the distance.
Tiangang agents operated like shadows, silently safeguarding everyone involved. However, their capabilities had limitations—this had been an unexpected incident.
Still, they had managed to eliminate the assassin swiftly after he launched a hidden weapon, which was already comndable.
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