The Southwest Conference has its own secret group.
Qian Xuan ntioned Ma Guangming in the group, indicating he wanted a private chat. This old guy just happened to be one of the group mbers.
At this ti, it was only eight in the evening, and the sun had just set.
Comrade Ma Guangming was still at a high-end hotel in Yunxi Province, entertaining guests from afar.
He heard the group ssage and reacted imdiately.
Upon seeing that Young Master Xuan from President Qian's family wanted a private chat, he quickly found an excuse to go to the bathroom and sent a smiley face to Qian Xuan, cautiously asking, "What instructions do you have, Young Master Xuan?"
The way he spoke, along with that little expression, truly made him look like a sniveling grandson. This is the real power of local powerful people!
Unexpectedly, Qian Xuan started cursing him out of nowhere. Even through the screen, Ma Guangming could feel the spit flying at his face.
He shuddered in fear, quickly sent a voice ssage to Qian Xuan, and promised to teach his son a lesson. That little brat really needed a good lesson!
Qian Xuan didn't feel like wasting ti with him. He said directly, "That international golf course your son has, tear it down for by tomorrow!"
"Ah? Young Master Xuan, a lot of money was spent on that place. What use is it to tear it down? How about I go over now, personally discipline the brat at ho, and apologize to your brother and sister? I'll accompany them throughout their visit here, take care of everything!"
"Take care of everything, my ass! Tear down the golf center and build a school instead! Vocational technical colleges are so hot right now. Do I need to say more? Otherwise, you can kiss your career goodbye too!"
"Alright, alright, I'll follow your instructions, follow your instructions! Please calm down, Young Master Xuan, please calm down!"
How to put it?
Ma Guangming managed to beco number two in Yunxi Province thanks to his allegiance to the Southwest Conference. With their support, he managed to rise in ranks. Otherwise, Tiandu would have planned to send soone from elsewhere to lead Yunxi Province.
He, as a minority, had reached this position through great difficulty. He wasn't about to let Young Master Xuan ruin his future because of his son!
So...
Over here, Da Xing was kicking Ma Liandong who was rolling on the ground, screaming miserably like a pig being slaughtered.
This place was remote, with no one passing by. There was simply no one to save him.
Soon, Ma Liandong couldn't even struggle on the ground, his nose was bleeding, and the pain was unbearable.
His high-end custom-made clothes were in tatters, dirty beyond recognition.
After beating him up, Da Xing sat back, took a sip of fruit tea, and said coldly, "Get up and get out of here! Otherwise, you won't make it through the night!"
At this mont, Liu Zhizhong received a reply from Qian Xuan: "It's done!"
Liu Zhizhong smiled and gave Da Xing a thumbs up.
Just then, Ma Liandong struggled to get up from the ground, took out his phone, pointed it at Da Xing and Liu Zhizhong, and said, "You... you..."
As he spoke, his nose was still bleeding. He quickly wiped it again, the pain intense, but he still held his ground! "Just you wait! Wait!"
Just then, Ma Guangming's call ca in on his phone.
Ma Liandong looked down and laughed, excited.
With a face covered in blood, he grinned like a demon and raised his phone, "You're finished! Right on ti, my dad's calling! You all are fucked now!"
Liu Zhizhong said calmly, "Ma Guangming, right? Alright, do you dare to answer on speaker?"
"Why wouldn't I dare?"
Right then and there, Ma Liandong put his phone on speaker and answered his father Ma Guangming's call...
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