In the mountains, there is no old tiger, and the monkey claims to be the great king. Chen Ergou didn't have many opportunities to get in touch with the internal complex struggles of Qinghe Industry, but through Shi Qingfeng's message channel and Fang Jie's occasional phone calls, he roughly understood the framework of the struggle range. After Wei Duan Gong died, several old men who had been fighting with Wei Duan Gong from the beginning made a big fuss, and Fang Jie was ultimately an outsider who came down empty-handed and couldn't compete with the high-level officials who quickly colluded and formed alliances. Several negotiations were ineffective, and the other side was determined to muddy the waters and divide the spoils. The overall trend of Qinghe Industry had already gone, and it showed a disintegrating situation. Moreover, with the intervention of the 2nd room in charge of finance, the only one who stood on Fang Jie's side, Qinghe's second-in-command Ren Yao Yang was taken away, and the situation completely lost control. Although Ren Yao Yang escaped safely three days ago, he had already been excluded from the core circle, and even if he wanted to speak, he didn't have enough power. Fang Jie was stubbornly supporting the crumbling building of Qinghe, Chen Ergou and Chen Qingzhi standing at the door heard the sound of files being slammed on the ground in the conference room, Fang Jie slapped the table and shouted "Despicable", then opened the door with red eyes, lowered her head, not wanting the two Wei family confidants to see her despair, said: "Fang Sheng, I'll go to my office to calm down for a while, you guys don't let that scoundrel leave the conference room, give me 15 minutes, and I'll be right back."

  Looking at Fang Jie's face, which showed a defeated expression for a moment, Chen Ergou was stunned. He didn't expect that the high-level executives in the office could actually push her to this point. In his mind, this woman and Chen Yuanshu were both strong women of the same level, men only had the privilege of surrendering to them. Suppressing his inner shock, Chen Ergou calmly said: "Fang auntie, I'll help you keep an eye on them, guarantee that not a single fly or mouse will escape."

  Fang Jie hastily left, her back figure dimly lit.

  If she hadn't been suddenly inserted into the Qinghe organization, with her unusual background, she wouldn't have ended up in such a sorry state. She took a deep breath and walked with difficulty, muttering to herself: "Aman, I've done my best to protect your kingdom, if you want to blame someone, blame yourself for being too unpopular when you were alive, raising a group of white-eyed wolves and a bunch of traitors."

  After Fang Jie left, Chen Ergou hesitated for a moment and didn't close the door. Instead, he walked straight into the noisy and laughing conference room. Under the gaze of a group of strange-looking business elites, he slowly sat down in the position that only Wei Duan Gong could sit in before. He took out a pack of cigarettes and slammed it onto the table. He didn't say anything, lit a cigarette, and looked at each person one by one. Chen Ergou's thoughts were not complicated; he just wanted to remember these faces that thought they had already won.

  "My son is Wei Gongzi's half-brother, Gu Ze is my brother, and I should call that woman who was forced into desperation by you all just now 'Fourth Aunt'."

  To be startling is better than to be dead.

  These were all private matters, and the parties involved were not present anyway, so even if they were to be exposed, Chen Ergou would not be afraid of being caught out in his seven-part truth and three-part falsehood. He slowly puffed on a cheap cigarette, finally fixing his gaze on a middle-aged man with a proud and oily face sitting across from him at the long table.

  This guy waited for Fang Jie to leave before lighting up a cigarette, and then he caught Chen Ergou's eye. At first, he still had the audacity to smoke with abandon, but when Chen Ergou spoke, his expression changed slightly, and he subconsciously glanced at Qinghe's big boss sitting next to Chen Ergou. Seeing that they had suddenly changed their attitude towards Fang Jie from being arrogant to being well-behaved, he felt uneasy. He couldn't continue smoking, nor could he extinguish the cigarette, as it would be humiliating. He was very embarrassed and didn't know what to do.

  At this time, the young Wei family's running dog sitting opposite began to speak: "I haven't been in Nanjing for long, I don't have many acquaintances, except for Mr. Wei, there is only Chen Yuanshu, but I am not a businessman, saying acquaintances, it's not the kind of fox friends who can be called brothers after drinking twice, washing a few saunas and playing a few rounds of golf. Chen Yuanshu is my god-sister, under her introduction, I had dinner with someone, of course we talked about family matters."

  The guy who was smoking immediately tucked his tail and extinguished the cigarette.

  It's not difficult to get familiar with Chen Yuanshu, but who would have thought that the high-and-mighty Miss Chen from Nanjing would get close to a certain young master. Moreover, even if they were just eating together, it couldn't compare to chatting and drinking tea during sensitive times. They didn't know that this was already Chen Er Gou's biggest trump card, and he couldn't reveal more capital to scare them off. However, the Qinghe high-level executives who liked to suspect and speculate dug deeper, one by one, until they got stuck in a dead end and couldn't get out, further solidifying the Human Resources Department Vice Manager's reputation. Chen Er Gou was like a blind cat, not afraid of wearing shoes on his bare feet, as long as he could catch a mouse, no matter how many came. He wanted this effect, lit his second cigarette, and nodded to Chen Qingzhi to close the door.

  Whoosh.

  A dagger was nailed to the desktop, scaring a group of gold collars who only understood business struggles and wine glasses into a stunned silence. Chen Er Gou pulled out his dagger, wrist flicking, and inserted it into the desk in front of the guy opposite him, pinning down a pack of cigarettes. The guy who was scared to death sat on the floor with a thud. Chen Er Gou tapped off the cigarette ash and said: "I'm not a businessman, nor do I mix with the business world. You tell me what kind of person I am? How did Qiao Ba Zhi die? You guys help me figure it out. Wei Ye often told me that when you're in the underworld, you can't avoid getting stabbed. The Wei family's knife skills aren't limited to just Guo Guo."

  Madman.

  This is everyone's common idea.

  This madman only conveyed one message, he was Fang's dog, whoever Fang Jie told him to bite, he could kill, and he was a very powerful mad dog.

  This group of well-dressed businessmen were not afraid to reason with Fang Jie, but who wouldn't be afraid of a desperate fugitive who would pull out a dagger at any moment? This is a society governed by law, and Nanjing indeed did not have any openly powerful forces. But what was Wei Duan Gong doing, and how could they not be clear about it? Moreover, wasn't this young lunatic on the right path? What kind of negotiation was this in the business world? They were all taken aback, looking at each other in dismay, seemingly wanting to push out a representative who was not afraid to die. But in the end, no one dared to stand up and question anything. Chen Er Gou glanced at his watch, got up to put away the dagger, and slapped the guy who had just sat back down on the head, saying coldly: "Fang Jie doesn't bother with you people, but you really think you're some kind of emperor? A bunch of good-for-nothings. I know you're all blinded by money and can't see anything else for a while. I won't waste my breath on you. When Fang Jie comes back, if she slaps the table once, I'll take out one person. Don't think I'm bluffing, try it and see."

  The Second Duke Wei of Jin

  The standard Wei Gong's tone and demeanor, yin and yang are strange, all over the body is a kind of evil spirit.

  Chen Ergou didn't know that he had six points of Wei Dagu's demeanor at this moment. All of these were learned from following Jiucheng Sui in Shan Shui Huamen, and slowly digested over time. Today, it finally came to fruition, shining brightly for a moment, thoroughly stunning all the old oil slicks in the business circle.

  Three cigarettes' worth of time had passed before Chen Ergou returned to the door, and Fang Jie had also adjusted her mood and walked back into the conference room. The result was that she saw a group of men as silent as cicadas in winter, who all nodded in agreement with whatever she said, although they still refused to give any substantive answers, each one dodging and weaving like a boxer. Compared to the gloomy atmosphere at the meeting earlier, this was a completely different scene. Where had the arrogant old men gone, the ones who had been trying to take advantage of her? Fang Jie turned her head and glanced at Chen Ergou standing by the door, his eyes fixed on her nose, and suddenly seemed to understand something.

  Chen Qing glanced at Chen Erdog and keenly noticed that this guy's hand was clenched into a fist, slightly trembling.

  Is it tense?

  Chen Qing smiled, this move was a bit too reckless, and the tension was normal. He also indirectly learned about Chen Er Gou's background from Chen Xiang Yu's mouth. After all, Chen Er Gou wasn't a young man with a complex background, and his story could be told in just a few words. But the more it was like this, the more interesting it became for Chen Qing, who had crawled out of the pile of corpses. For example, he admired Sun Man Gong, a northern giant, but wouldn't be curious or expectant because Sun's body and spirit had already reached the peak of life. But Chen Er Gou was different, he seemed to absorb the beneficial parts of the people and things around him every day. Fang Jie might not have realized that this was a locust sucking nutrients from the heart of the Wei family, but as an onlooker, Chen Qing saw it clearly. Chen Er Gou wasn't really a Wei family dog, he was just a locust, desperately absorbing everything, even Chen Qing himself hadn't been spared, and had been learning knife skills from him recently, making rapid progress.

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  Before going to Wei Dongchong's house, Chen Ergou made a special trip to the Liuli workshop and picked out one of the smallest ornaments in the store, which cost 888 yuan, a very auspicious number. He paid with Zhang Xiangxiang's card, and by now he had accumulated a debt of nearly 20,000 yuan to that crazy woman. Just thinking about it made Chen Ergou's heart ache, as most of the money he earned in Shanghai was spent on her. The Wei family was a big industry, and Fang Jie wasn't stingy either, but everything in front of him could only be looked at, not taken home, just like his Audi A6.

  Arriving at the designated location with a gift, Chen Ergou found himself in an unexpectedly mid-range neighborhood, perhaps due to his prolonged stay in the top-notch Zhongshan Golf Villas. His perspective had broadened significantly, and he wasn't particularly impressed by this place called Lijing Garden, a high-end residential area. Wei Dongchong was waiting downstairs and spotted the Audi's sleek silhouette gliding through the compound. The little girl waved vigorously as the car found a parking spot and reversed in smoothly. Chen Ergou, dressed formally, handed over the small trinket from Liuli Workshop to Wei Dongchong. The little girl tilted her head and asked, "Is this paid for by Aunt Hua or you?"

  "My own money, squeezed out from between my teeth, if it's any more expensive I'll be so heartbroken I won't be able to eat," said Chen Ergou with a smile.

  Wei Dongchong happily accepted the small box from the Luli Workshop and took Chen Ergou upstairs. The 160-square-meter apartment had two bedrooms and two living rooms, with a massive shoe cabinet that left a deep impression on Chen Ergou. The house was decorated in a Mediterranean style, without the grandeur of a luxurious mansion or the classical elegance of a golf course villa. This looked like a normal person's home, which was Chen Ergou's genuine thought. He always felt that overly large and luxurious houses were empty and impractical. This apartment was undoubtedly much cozier. Wei Dongchong had him put on a pair of adorable new slippers, making Chen Ergou feel somewhat awkward in his suit. The little girl ignored them and sat cross-legged on the sofa watching TV, saying "My mom is busy in the kitchen, just wait."

  There wasn't a single antique or valuable calligraphy painting, only a simple and unadorned space. The only thing that caught Chen Ergou's attention was an old ceramic fish tank with a few small blue fish swimming leisurely inside, reminiscent of the carefree lives of Zhou Jing and Wei Dongchu, the mother-daughter duo. Chen Ergou sat on the couch and asked, "Do you need me to help out in the kitchen?"

  "What's a big man doing in the kitchen? My dad has never set foot in the kitchen his whole life, 'a gentleman keeps away from the kitchen', don't you understand?" Wei Dongchong said with an air of superiority and a disapproving face.

  Chen Ergou felt that he wasn't a gentleman, so he went to the kitchen to help his mother with the cooking. As a result, he stood frozen at the door. Today's Zhou Jingru was perhaps more casual because she was at home, and no longer wore her usual Hermès scarf or Patek Philippe watch. Her long, smooth black hair was tied up in a wooden pin, and she wore a loose-fitting purple sweater on top and tight jeans on the bottom. Beautiful people are always beautiful, no matter how they dress, especially from Chen Ergou's perspective. With her back to him, Zhou Jingru's plump and curvy buttocks were fully visible, making him imagine all sorts of things. Her thighs showed a healthy elasticity, and her calves were slender. Even Chen Ergou, a country bumpkin, could tell that Zhou Jingru had practiced ballet or yoga. She didn't see the young man's brazen gaze behind her back, but a sly smile spread across her face.

  "Aunt Zhou, do you need any help?" Chen Ergou, who had appreciated enough and suppressed his lustful thoughts, also managed to keep his lower body from reacting, which gave him the courage to ask.

  "Life has arrived, what will you do?" Zhou Jingzhen turned his head and smiled lightly, seemingly not refusing Chen Ergou's polite good intentions.

  "As long as it's not cooking, helping Aunt Zhou with some chores is no problem." Chen Ergou smiled.

  "There's a friend who sent over this turtle, saying it was caught in the wild from a mountain ditch. I don't know if it's true or not, and I have no idea how to kill it. It's been giving me a headache until now. Floating Life, do you have any method?" Zhou Jingzhen furrowed his brow, pointing at a turtle weighing about two catties in the net of the water pool.

  "Not difficult."

  Chen Ergou rolled up his sleeves, reached out to untie the net bag, took a look at the belly, and saw that the yellow turtle's belly was very yellow. He said, "It's probably wild, wild turtles have big gallbladders, just wait for me to cut it open and take a look to confirm whether it's wild or not."

  "Be careful."

  Zhou Jing was startled and reminded with a smile, his face full of smiles, "I heard that killing the turtle requires using chopsticks to tease out its head, waiting for it to bite tightly on the chopsticks before nailing it dead. I'm afraid just listening to it, let alone doing it myself. Moreover, friends say this method often doesn't work. If all else fails, we won't make the Huaiji turtle shell soup today."

  "It's not that complicated."

  Chen Ergou smiled and took a sharp steel kitchen knife, Zhou Jingwen didn't miss the detail of him taking the knife for a moment, only someone who often cooks or is like Guo Xiaonian, who views knives as their life, would have that kind of fluency. Chen Ergou, who was focused on his work, didn't notice Zhou Jingwen's daze, and flipped the slightly struggling turtle onto the chopping board. After a brief moment, the beast poked its head out wanting to flip over, in this instant, Chen Ergou's hand rose and knife fell, and the turtle's head was chopped off by Chen Ergou with one knife cut, leaving Zhou Jingwen stunned, mouth agape, and then Chen Ergou dissected the wild turtle like a master butcher, his technique smooth, like an art form. He carefully scooped out the turtle's gallbladder and said: "Auntie Zhou, it's really wild, nowadays it's hard to get to eat this."

  After washing his hands, Chen Ergou helped Zhou Jingzhen make Huaiyang tortoise shell soup, while Zhou Jingzhen was serving golden needle mushroom stewed chicken. It could be seen that most of the dishes she made today were famous Northeastern cuisine, which moved Chen Ergou deeply. Although Fang Jie occasionally cooked in Zhongshan Golf, they were all light-colored Yangzhou and Shanghai dishes. This shows that Zhou Jingzhen is indeed more meticulous than Fang Jie in some aspects, which may also be an important reason why she became Madame Wei's woman. Chen Ergou smiled and said, "Is Winter Worm used to eating these dishes?"

  "Anyway, she's a picky eater, no matter how much food you prepare, she'll only eat a few bites, don't mind her." Zhou Jingzhen smiled and arched his back to gaze at the stew pot, his slender fingers smoothing out a few disheveled strands of hair on his forehead, exuding a unique charm. The curves of his body, bent as he was, were fully exposed, making Chen Ergou's heart skip a beat, almost unable to resist the urge to reach out and pat Zhou Jingzhen's pert buttocks. Chen Yuanshu was also alluring, but had never displayed her charms so intimately before.

  Wei Dong's birthday didn't invite others, so in the end there were only two women sitting at the dinner table facing a Northeastern man who was eating voraciously.

  The man also unexpectedly finished most of the dishes, Wei Dongchong had a good appetite today and ate two bowls of rice for the first time, Zhou Jingzhen kept serving Chen Ergou dishes, not letting him stop for a moment. She even opened a bottle of wine, Wei Dongchong drank one cup and became dizzy, his face flushed red, Zhou Jingzhen only drank a small cup, and the rest was left to Chen Ergou, as if she thought this little wine was not enough for Chen Ergou to handle. Zhou Jingzhen took out another bottle, and then Wei Dongchong, who was fearless like a newborn calf, drank half a cup more before completely collapsing, and was helped by Zhou Jingzhen to sleep in the room.

  The table was left with Chen Ergou who had drunk cup after cup and Zhou Jingzhen whose eyes were full of charm.

  A bachelor and a spinster.

  There is always a bit of ambiguity.

  Chen Ergou narrowed his eyes, lit a cigarette and said: "Aunt Zhou, why don't you send me back? It's not very safe to drive after drinking."

  Zhou Jingru hesitated for a moment, seemingly not expecting that this low-key man who had always been careful and humble in the Wei family would suddenly make such a reasonable yet absurd request. She thought that the expected effect of tonight's gathering had already been achieved, and the atmosphere between them was just right to stop at this point. Upon hearing this request, Zhou Jingru looked at the increasingly unfamiliar face, and finally, her attention stopped on the hand holding the cigarette. She had observed it in the kitchen earlier - a clean and slender hand that was neither thick nor thin, seemingly just right. For some reason, Zhou Jingru nodded slightly.

  Apartment 12th floor, Zhou Jingwen was the first to enter the not-so-spacious elevator. She had always been sensitive to men's gazes on her back, and this time was no exception. But unlike before, she rarely felt so invaded today. It was a long-forgotten experience, even in her youth when she was known as Nanjing's number one beauty, only a few people dared to be so bold. As the elevator door closed, Zhou Jingwen's heart rate accelerated rapidly.

  "Zhōu Jīng Fèn, I found out something from Xià Hé's mouth that you definitely don't want me to know, and even more so, don't want Fang Jiě to know." Chen èr Gǒu threw away the cigarette butt, gazing straight at Zhōu Jīng Fèn, saying a sentence with hidden meaning. This time, he didn't address her as "Zhōu Yí" (aunt), but called out her name directly.

  Zhou Jingru's face changed dramatically, and in the moment her mind was lost, the man in front of her had already taken two steps forward with his hands on the elevator wall, forcing her into a narrow corner. The physical advantage of the male body immediately became apparent, and Zhou Jingru, who was tall but weak, shrank into the corner, biting her lip tightly, unable to believe it. Her revealed weakness exuded a natural charm, like a strong aphrodisiac, triggering a chain reaction in the man opposite her. For a man who had just become familiar with the bed and had been abstinent for half a year, with a normal body and having drunk two bottles of wine recently, her retreat was a fatal fuse.

  Chen Ergou roughly and crudely wrapped his arms around Zhou Jingru's beautifully curved female body, his mouth not kissing but gnawing at her face.

  Zhou Jingzhen pushed away Chen Ergou, who was pressing against her with his body, her mind a blank, her body trembling violently, unsure whether it was her physical desire after a long abstinence or fear of this strange male body. Her resistance had little effect, instead provoking Chen Ergou's contrarian psychology, his hands encircling her small waist, his movements rough but familiar from his many conquests of women, one hand pressing against Zhou Jingzhen's full buttocks, capable of luring a man into hell, the other hand climbing up, with an unstoppable wildness, combined with the invasion of his mouth, a triple attack, in the narrow elevator, they performed a scene of **naked intimacy**.

  The elevator reached the first floor, and Chen Ergou stretched out his hand to press the top floor button. This action made Zhou Jingyun's face even more terrified, with tears in her eyes intertwined with complex emotions, making the beautiful woman even more pitiful and lovely. It also further stirred up the dark psychology that had been suppressed for too long in Chen Ergou's heart. His body tightly pressed against Zhou Jingyun's slender and delicate body, and he whispered in her ear: "Seduce me? In the mountains, those who dare to throw flirtatious eyes at me will be eaten by me until not a bone is left."