The marshal's mood had been a little complicated recently. It was hard to tell if he was happy or unhappy.
His son had grown up and was busier than his father.
He worked hard to manage his own land and enjoyed managing it as his own foundation.
The family business could be rebuilt, but he only had one outstanding son.
Moreover, he, Yan Xishan, had been in charge of the West City for so many years and had become a target that all the major forces wanted to rope in. When had he ever relied on the evil ways behind him?
Nan Guixin went to the marshal's residence every few days to express her depression. Her words were all clear.
"Marshal, if you don't take care of your son, West City will be finished."
Who was Yan Xishan? He immediately said,
"West City will be handed over to the young people in the future! He can create whatever he wants!"
Although her words were not as straightforward, the meaning behind them was almost the same. Nan Guixin had no other choice. That night, she returned to Tianjing, far away from this troublesome place. She could not afford to offend him, but she could not afford to hide.
"Brat, you didn't even greet your father so early in the morning. Where are you going?”
"Old man, I'm going to get rid of evil for the people. Don't stop me!”
Yan Zhiguo nodded with a smile and walked out of the marshal's manor.
It was unknown if Boss Qian of the Eternal Sky Chamber of Commerce had recently suffered from a disaster, but he was just short of writing a big bad luck on his forehead!
Two days ago, a handsome young man who claimed to be from a faraway village barged into the Chamber of Commerce with a group of people. Without saying a word, he threw out his identification documents and turned Boss Qian's family property upside down.
Good heavens, he wouldn't know if he didn't flip over, but he was shocked when he flipped over.
The warehouse was filled with cigarettes and opiates of all kinds, from raw materials to finished products.
"My Eternal Sky Chamber of Commerce has made so much profit for you. If you don't give me justice, I won't leave!”
When Zhang Sixiu heard the news, he drank jugs of hard liquor and cursed.
However, he couldn't take it out on the young marshal. To put it nicely, he was following orders. To put it in a bad way, no matter how much the young man squandered, he was still squandering the marshal's family and the West District's family.
To be an official in the West District, one had to know what the surname of the West District was.
Zhang Sixiu and Li Fengmin were the tigers in the south of Jinxi. They were still scheming for the money of the west city and eating the money of Yan Shuai.
After all, the West City was still the Yan Family's land. If something really happened to Yan Zhiguo in Jinnan, 200,000 Jin soldiers might come to attack this place the next day.
The two of them racked their brains and finally could only come up with a compromise.
When the young man was full, he patted his head regretfully and remembered that there was someone beside him.
"Commander Li, look at my personality. I'm really sorry. I'm sorry. Why isn't Commander Zhang here?”
Li Fengming looked embarrassed. So the young man really came to eat and drink, not taking him seriously at all.
Boss Qian, who had been "misspoken" by Yan Zhiguo, felt like crying, but no tears came out. The fat on his body trembled, and he cursed the young marshal's ancestors countless times in his heart.
After Li Fengming's reminder, Yan Zhiguo suddenly understood and did not say anything else.
"I don't feel sorry for them. If I don't feel sorry for them, why would I feel sorry for them? You mean it's my fault?"
"Young Marshal, what I mean is, isn't it a little too big for the ban on smoking to cause a storm in the city?"
Yan Zhiguo sneered in his heart. This young man wanted him to stop. The young man stretched out his right hand and patted Li Fengming's shoulder.
Only the two of them and a group of dancers were left in the Heaven-class private room.
Yan Zhiguo's malicious gaze made Boss Qian's hair stand on end. He didn't know whether to leave or not. He was about to cry and wanted to shout,
"Why am I so unlucky!"
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