Rebirth without Regrets

Chapter 472 The storm rises again (2)

Hearing this, Leng Binghan on the other side stopped reaching for the chessboard. He raised his head and looked at Mr. Wang with wide eyes. After a while, he said slowly: "I don't know, but there's no need to know." After that, he dropped the chessboard lightly.

The stone, regardless of the white stone being flanked, occupies another corner.

There was a moment of astonishment on Mr. Wang's face. He obviously did not expect Leng Binghan to give such a reply. Then he showed a faint smile, glanced at Leng Binghan and said: "You brat are so sure? Are you really not afraid of this matter?"

Is it yellow?"

"It's not that I'm sure, but I believe that national affairs won't be such a trivial matter, let alone..." Leng Binghanhan said with a hint of arrogance and disdain on his face: "If you don't do it right, then don't do it right. What's the big deal? If you weren't worried about him,

I really don’t want him to do this tiring job.”

Mr. Wang was speechless and could only helplessly shake his head. Secretary of the Chongqing Municipal Party Committee, a coveted position in the eyes of others, had countless people fighting for it, but in Leng Binghan's eyes, it seemed that

It's worthless. Seeing Leng Binghan's attitude, Mr. Wang really doubted whether the price he paid for it was really worth it?

But then I thought about it, Xiaohan is not an ordinary person, and naturally he cannot be treated as an ordinary person. You know, he is the boss behind Feiyuan. How much money Feiyuan has, I am afraid that even Xiaohan himself cannot figure it out. It is really

He is as rich as a country. To him, a mere district and municipal party committee secretary really means nothing. With his ability and current wealth, it is not too difficult to establish a country on his own paradise island.

After looking at the chessboard for a while, he sighed and said, "Let's stop here today." As he spoke, Mr. Wang slowly stood up. Leng Binghan hurried over to help Mr. Wang stand up and sit on the recliner to lean against.

"You can do whatever you want to do, but you must not let others take advantage of it. Don't be afraid of pressure, we old guys are not dead yet." Mr. Wang showed a satisfied smile on his face, watching Leng Binghan come over to help him cover up.

Put on the blanket.

Looking at Mr. Wang's increasingly thin body, Leng Binghan felt a little sad. Not only did his godson fail to fulfill his filial piety, but he always caused trouble for him. But at this time, he was still determined.

He stood firmly on his own side, seemingly not considering the consequences of an all-out war with the Ding family.

After calming down his emotions, Leng Binghan shook his head and said, "Grandpa, no need, I can handle this matter."

Mr. Wang snorted and said: "You think if we don't intervene, others won't associate us together? Others won't think it's my idea? You Xiaohan and I will both prosper and suffer, unless you want to

You have to sever ties with my old man!"

Leng Binghan was at a loss for words. He also knew that what the old man said was the truth. He had already been deeply imprinted with the royal family. He didn't just want to cut off the relationship with the royal family. Besides, no one would believe it without help.

The power of the royal family, Leng Binghan alone, dares to provoke the Ding family? It is not a quantitative level at all.

After Leng Binghan took a sip of tea, he sorted out his thoughts and said slowly: "Grandpa, it's not that I think I'm arrogant, but if the Wang and Ding families go to war all-out for this matter of mine, it will definitely affect the stability of the political situation.

.And Hong Kong’s return to China is imminent next year, and the eyes of the whole world are fixed on China. At this time, we really cannot create extraneous matters.”

Mr. Wang looked at Leng Binghan carefully, smiled slightly and said: "Finally you still know how to measure, and now I feel relieved. But grandpa still wants to advise you: Those who are doing big things don't be limited to small profits." After that,

He leaned gently on the rocking chair, closed his eyes, and said no more words, seemingly taking a nap in the afternoon sunshine.

Leng Binghan stood up and gently smoothed the blanket covering the old man's body, and then walked out quietly. Along the way, his heart was filled with blood, and he couldn't help but clenched his fists with all his strength.

Although heroes are always lonely because there are so few people who can truly understand them, Leng Binghan still hopes that what he does can be understood and supported by those close to him. Now with the tacit approval of Mr. Wang, he

I can now do what I want to do without fear.

There is no doubt that the influence of the Ding family in the country is as intricate as a towering tree. No one dares to despise or ignore its existence. Even the top leader has to make comprehensive decisions when making decisions.

Taking all factors into consideration, what Leng Binghan wants to do now is to shake this big tree by himself.

This idea seems a little crazy and a little unbelievable, but this is Leng Binghan's decision. He only knows that if he doesn't do this, there will always be an irreparable shortcoming in his heart. And he is very good at it.

Have faith to accomplish this feat.

Who will win is no longer a concern for Leng Binghan. He only knows that from this moment on, he and the Ding family are truly incompatible rivals, and there is no possibility of relaxation.

As soon as Leng Binghan walked out of the courtyard, Wang Peihua walked up to Mr. Wang from the side, glanced at Leng Binghan's back, and said with some worry: "Are we just going to watch Xiaohan mess around like this?"

Mr. Wang did not open his eyes, but shook his head slightly and said: "Peihua, you are wrong. Xiaohan's perspective on the world is completely different from ours. He has his own principles. In our opinion, things that can be given up are

Perhaps in his opinion, it is the bottom line of being a human being. We must believe that what he wants to do must have his reasons."

"But, the Ding family's side..."

Mr. Wang suddenly opened his eyes, stared at Wang Peihua, and snorted coldly: "How is that old immortal Ding Peifeng?"

Wang Peihua knew that Mr. Wang had always been at odds with Mr. Ding, and they had always called each other this way, but only a few people dared to call them this. He couldn't help but smile bitterly and said: "What else can be done?

?I almost went crazy because I heard that a lot of tea cups at home were smashed, and the roar could be heard even outside the house..."

"Haha!" Mr. Wang burst out laughing after hearing this, and said, "Is this an old boy like him?" He seemed to be very happy.

"Isn't this not good?" Wang Peihua said: "Mr. Ding is really going to get angry, which is not something that is easy to deal with..."

Before Wang Peihua finished speaking, the teacup in Mr. Wang's hand flew out, as if he was about to release all his anger, which shocked Wang Peihua.

After a "bang" sound, Mr. Wang stood up and said calmly: "Someone dares to do the first grade of junior high school, but I can't do the fifteenth grade? What a joke! He can use whatever tricks he wants. I then said, can I still be afraid?

Can’t he?”

As he spoke, Mr. Wang looked at Wang Peihua with dissatisfaction, but Wang Peihua just smiled bitterly. Even though the old man is so old now, his temper is no worse than when he was young, and even worse.

They, the younger generation, can only listen obediently.

After throwing the teacup, Mr. Wang lifted the blanket and stood up quickly, loudly saying: "If I was a little worried about Xiaohan before today, I can happily say now that this child is thoughtful, courageous and courageous.

, it is hundreds of times stronger than I imagined, and our old Wang family can be considered a successor."

The old man was full of confidence in Leng Binghan, but Wang Peihua was still worried.

Today he was ordered to bring Leng Binghan from home because the old man wanted to dissuade Leng Binghan from being too impulsive. But I don’t know what kind of delusion Leng Binghan poured into the old man. He actually made the old man change his original intention and have no reservations at all.

Support him? It really puzzled him.

But although the old man was sincere and calm, he did not dare to be careless in the slightest. After all, Mr. Ding was at the same level as the old man. Just stamping his feet would cause a commotion in the domestic political arena. Such a god-like existence, for

It is a huge pressure for anyone.

The struggle between the Wang and Ding families can be said to be constant, but no one will quarrel with each other. There are many things that can be done, but they must not be shown openly.

But this time Ding Chenming was hit and his legs were broken, and he transformed from the second youngest son of the Ding family to a cripple overnight. Although there is no evidence that it was Xiaohan who did it, everyone with a discerning eye knows that Xiaohan is absolutely responsible.

Wang Peiyuan did not believe that Mr. Ding in anger would be the kind of person who could reason with others.

This time the disaster was indeed serious, and the ensuing revenge of the Ding family is completely conceivable.

Seemingly sensing the doubts in Wang Peihua's mind, Mr. Wang laughed loudly and said: "You are in the capital and have too many entanglements. In addition, you don't know Xiaohan very well, so naturally you don't know what abilities and back-ups he has. Haha,

In fact, I am also looking forward to seeing how Xiaohan will deal with this old immortal guy, Ding Peifeng."

"Ability? Backhand?" Wang Peihua asked in astonishment. Only then did he realize that it seemed that he still knew too little about Leng Binghan. For example, the Xishan Courtyard that he could not even enter last time, but the old man

But he was so anxious that he sent Xiaohan there. To do this, he did not hesitate to change the plane's route and make the road one-way under martial law? Could it be that this Xiaohan really had a secret that he didn't know?

But what is there that both the old man and Xiaohan know, but they have to keep it secret from himself, the old man’s biological son? Wang Peihua really couldn’t figure it out, and asked again: “Do you want me to take Xiaohan to the military area?

I'm afraid that the Ding family will be harmful to Xiaohan."

Mr. Wang was stunned for a moment, then suddenly laughed out loud and said: "You have your heart, but I don't think it's necessary. Xiaohan, he's much more powerful than you think."

Suddenly feeling that he was kept in the dark about many things, Wang Peihua was a little annoyed and hummed twice and said, "Then we don't do anything and just watch the excitement?"

"Of course not. No matter what, we can't let Xiaohan fight alone." Mr. Wang took a sip of tea and asked: "I remember that Watson Oil Company and the Ding family are inextricably linked. The boss is still the Ding family.

Son-in-law?"

"Yes, his name is Ling Wei, he is the second son of Mr. Ling who has passed away."

Watson Petroleum is the largest state-owned company at the deputy ministerial level in Northwest China. It provides the country with a large amount of petroleum energy every year. The general manager of the company also enjoys the treatment of the deputy ministerial level.

"Next week the Central Commission for Discipline Inspection will dispatch a team to investigate this Ling Wei."

Although Wang Peihua knew that the old man was determined to make a big move, he never thought that if he didn't move, he would touch the vital points of the Ding family. Will the Ding family let it go? If he wanted to take action, he would need a justifiable excuse.

Wang Peihua is not worried at all whether the investigation team of the Central Commission for Discipline Inspection will be dispatched next week. If the old man says yes, then there must be one. Even though he is relegated to the second line, his influence is not inferior to before. What's more, the Central Commission for Discipline Inspection,

Originally, the Wang family and the Chen family were divided into two groups, so it was really easy to send out an investigation team.

"Will it be announced to the outside world?" Wang Peihua asked cautiously.

"What do you think?" Mr. Wang asked without answering.

"I understand!" Wang Peihua smiled.

There is really no need to ask this question. The old man does not really want to make a fuss about it. Even if he has the ability to grasp the overall situation at any time, his long-term immersion in the system makes them consider all aspects when doing anything.

Watson Petroleum has too many intricate relationships, and it is not as simple as one plus one equals two in mathematical calculations. Even now is not the best time to fight a tiger.

The old man's purpose is just to prepare for what Xiaohan is about to do.

Wang Peihua knew that when the old man made a move, he would move one after another, without giving you a chance to fight back. The key is that these moves are hidden. Of course, if it is really necessary, this feint can be turned into a move at any time.

A killer move. Investigate Ling Wei's affairs. As long as they are not disclosed to the public, they will not break up. As long as there is any change in the Ding family, the old man can make a big fuss about it at any time. The boss of a state-owned enterprise is a fat man, especially in the oil industry.

Such an energy company was so fat that Wang Peihua didn't believe that Ling Wei was really that clean. Besides, even if nothing could be found, the old man could still take him down.

In other words, the investigation of Watson Oil is actually a sharp sword hanging over the head of the Ding family that can fall at any time, while the initiative is completely in the hands of the Wang family.

The whole strategy is not a conspiracy, but a conspiracy that can advance and retreat freely. Compared with Leng Binghan's method of advancing without retreating, it is so different that even Wang Peihua can't help but admire it and feel inferior.

Moreover, when Leng Binghan was charging in front and fighting back, the old man's actions were considered worthy of success. Even so, they still left enough leeway. This kind of implicit method was dignified.

Master of the King's Way! Compared to the old man's methods, although Leng Binghan appears to be a little stronger, in fact it is still a little lacking in firepower.

After thinking about this, Wang Peihua couldn't help but sigh. It seemed that he still had too many things to learn and realize!