Ultra-Order Mage, Starting from The Awakening of Thunders Affinity

Wang Xingmin was immediately stunned, his outstretched hand was in the air, and his face was embarrassed.

Not only him, Wang Xingguo, Wang Xingye, Wang Xiaoying, Wang Chenguang, Wang Feifei, Huang Bo, Wang Sisi, including Su Chen's parents, were all stunned.

Hao Tianhua clenched Su Chen's hands tightly, his face was sad and heavy, his eyes were red, his lips were trembling, it was as if his own mother had died.

"Master Lin, you have to mourn, after all, people can't be resurrected from the dead, those of us who are alive have to continue to live, you have to take care of your health, and those of us have to rely on you.

Su Chen looked at the person in front of him, frowned slightly, thought for a while, and then remembered the person.

"Are you Xiao Hao?"

He saw him last time in Jinling, and this middle-aged man named Hao Tianhua gave him company stock worth tens of millions.

When Hao Tianguang heard that Su Chen still remembered himself, the muscles on his face trembled and he looked excited.

"Yes, yes, it's me, I didn't expect you to remember me, I'm so flattered."

Seeing that Mr. Hao treated Su Chen in such a lowly manner, it was like the eunuch in a TV series facing his master, his glasses shattered.

Although Mr. Hao is not well-known in the Shanghai business circle, he is also the mainstay of the business circle in Jiangnan. His holding company, Guosheng Financial Holdings, controls three or four listed companies with a total market value of tens of billions. He is a stock market tycoon. worth around 10 billion.

Even compared with Wang Xingmin, the second child of the Wang family, it is not much worse, and his influence is even stronger.

But just such a big man, facing Su Chen, an 18-year-old young man, was like a slave, servile and humble, flattering and flattering on his face.

These people in the Wang family wondered if they were dreaming, or if Hao Tianhua's spirit was abnormal, or if he had identified the wrong person.

Wang Feifei said, "Mr. Hao, did you admit the wrong person, my dad is here.

Wang Xingmin retracted his hand and stretched it out again, ready to shake hands with Hao Tianhua.

Hao Tianhua was bowing his head and sobbing, he turned his head, just glanced at Wang Feifei lightly, and said in a teaching tone: "After the elders have finished speaking, children don't interrupt! 35

"You!" Wang Feifei looked angry, but Hao Tianhua didn't see it at all, but turned his head and cried with Su Chen again.

"Master Lin, condolences, although the old lady is gone, she will always live in our hearts, her voice, face and smile, her earnest teachings to our younger generation, her noble morality and character, those of us who are younger generations forever will not forget.

In the collective petrification of these people in the Wang family, is this still the financial tycoon who is staring at the capital market? No matter how you look at it, it looks like an extra actor who spent hundreds of dollars from somewhere.

Outside the Songhe Hall, Lu Ankang caught a glimpse of Hao Tianhua rushing to the entrance of the Eight Immortals Hall from the corner of his eyes.

He made it clear that he wanted to embarrass the Wang family, but he did not expect that someone would be so ignorant to pay homage to the old lady of the Wang family, which obviously did not take his Mayor Lu seriously.

Behind him stood a tall and energetic young man, Xiao Wang, Lu Ankang's secretary.

Xiao Wang had already seen what Lu Ankang was thinking, and searched it in his mind. He approached Lu Ankang's ear and whispered, "Boss, that person seems to be Mr. Hao of Guosheng Financial Holdings, who was with you last year. I attended an economic forum.

Lu Ankang remembered who Hao Tianhua was, and snorted coldly in his heart. Although Hao Tianhua was not from the Shanghai business district, since he was involved in the capital market, he could not avoid him, the deputy mayor in charge of finance.

One of China's two stock exchanges is in Shanghai, but it is the largest.

He had already vaguely made a note of Hao Tianhua in his heart, and he was going to make a stumbling block at some point, so that Hao Tianhua could have a longer memory.

At this moment, there was an exclamation around him, and there was a commotion in the crowd, as if something major had happened.

He quickly turned his head and saw that in the small square in front of Longhua Funeral Home, hundreds of luxury cars, Mercedes-Benz, BMW, Bentley, Land Rover, Les-Royce, etc., were suddenly approaching. like a tide.

The small square was originally not that big, and today was the funeral of Mayor Lu's mother, and there was an endless stream of people coming and going. Government vehicles and luxury cars had already filled the small square. The luxury car fleet has nowhere to put it.

And look at the license plate number is the beginning of the word Jiang.

Lu Ankang was incomparably astonished, and was immediately confused.

Such a big battle had already attracted everyone's attention. The guests on Lu Ankang's side were all from Shanghai Circle, and they were all surprised to see so many cars from Jiangnan.

Xiao Wang, Lu Ankang's secretary, didn't know what to think, slapped his hands, and said in surprise, "Boss, they must have come to pay homage to the old lady."

"No, I have nothing to do with the people in Jiangnan Province! Besides, they can't make such a big battle. I'm afraid most of Jiangnan will be moved here."

"Boss, you forgot, you served in the Jiangnan Provincial Government more than ten years ago, and now you are an honorary advisor of the Jiangnan Chamber of Commerce.

Lu Ankang usually has too many honors. He is either the director of this chamber of commerce or the honorary advisor of any research institute, so he has forgotten about half of it.

At this time, after Xiao Wang's reminder, he suddenly remembered.

"So? These people came from Jiangnan to pay homage to my mother?

Xiao Wang said: "Of course, you recently became the deputy mayor of Shanghai City, and you have won the mayor's trust and are in charge of commercial and financial affairs. These businessmen have to come over to catch up with you.

"Besides, today's Longhua Funeral Home only has the strength and identity of you, and you can make them rush to come over."

Lu Ankang nodded, and he also thought so in his heart. In today's Longhua Funeral Home, he and the Wang family are people of status, but he would not believe that so many wealthy businessmen came for the Wang family this year.

The Wang family has already sunset, and the brothers are all incompetent. It is impossible for anyone to have such an identity and status, and let so many Jiangnan bigwigs come to worship.

Therefore, these people must have come to express their condolences to their own mothers, which is beyond doubt.

These distinguished guests who attended the memorial service for Lu Ankang's mother, saw Lu Ankang's eyes suddenly different, more solemn.

The fact that so many wealthy merchants in Jiangnan can attend the memorial service is enough to demonstrate Lu Ankang's status and background.

Originally thought that Lu Ankang only had the mayor as his backing, and at most his retired old man, but I didn't expect that he still has such a deep foundation in Jiangnan.

Although the memorial service was held, it was a funeral, but at this time it seemed to be a happy event, a happy event that revealed one's connections and status.

The corners of Lu Ankang's mouth unconsciously contained a slight smile, which made him look good today.

At this time, he glanced at the Wang family not far away with contempt, and his heart was even darker. This is identity, this is status, and now is the era of my Lu Ankang, your Wang family should have called the curtain long ago.

Hundreds of luxury cars were parked in front of the small square. Almost at the same time, the front door opened, and someone like an assistant or a bodyguard secretary jumped out, hurried to the back, and opened the door.

Hundreds of Jiangnan bigwigs, wearing black suits, got out of their million-dollar luxury cars at almost the same time, and, surrounded by bodyguards and assistants, strode towards the funeral home.

This kind of scene is comparable to the big scene in Stephen Chow's movie "Kung Fu" where the axe helps the police to wash the floor.

The hearts of the Wang family are getting more and more bitter, don't think about it, these people must have come for Lu Ankang, none of them in the Wang family has such a huge appeal and influence.

Even when Wang Xingguo, the eldest of the Wang family, was on the throne, he was still far behind, and he barely had such a huge influence when the old man was on the throne.

In fact, the most uncomfortable one should be Wang Xingguo, the boss of the Wang family. His former classmate was like the sun at that time, hanging high and exuding a dazzling light, but he was about to end soon.

Wang Feifei glanced at Su Chen with a calm face. For some reason, she felt that these people seemed to be here for Su Chen.

Although this idea is a bit absurd, Su Chen is just an ordinary student. Even if he knows Fang Qing and Hao Tianhua, what ability and ability does he have to make so many bigwigs come here on purpose, but the idea in her mind is not Always lingering.

Under the watchful eyes of the Wang family, the Lu family, and hundreds of guests, these big men walked towards the funeral home with heavy steps and solemn expressions.

"Mr. Guo of AXA Industries!

"President Zhang of Haitian Group!""

"President Xu of Zexi Investment!

Lu Ankang's side is almost all high-ranking officials in Shanghai's political and business circles, and their relationship with Jiangnan Province is not shallow, so one by one recognizes his business friends who have worked with or know each other.

As each time they pronounced a name and recognized a person, their evaluation of Lu Ankang increased a bit, and they paid more and more attention.

Lu Ankang hurriedly asked the secretary, Xiao Wang, to tidy up his suits, stood up, looked at them softly, and waited for these wealthy businessmen from Jiangnan to come over.

Seeing that these bigwigs had already walked to Songhe Hall, Lu Ankang had already thought out his lines and was waiting for them to come, but saw these bigwigs turn a corner and walked towards the Eight Immortals Hall.

"This?" Lu Ankang was stunned for a moment, his face bewildered.

The guests on his side also looked overwhelmed and dazed, wondering why they were going to make trouble like that?

Secretary Xiao Wang said: "Boss, they must have gone wrong, I'll take a look.

Xiao Wang Pidianpidian ran over, but he was subdued by two black-clothed bodyguards after he said a few words.

The crowd was like the mighty Yangtze River, marching forward, towards the Wang family.

At this time, the Wang family collectively petrified again, wondering if they hadn't woken up yet.

Even if Wang Xingguo had been ups and downs for decades, his heart couldn't help but feel excited at this time.

He hurried forward, ready to welcome these distinguished guests, he also thought about his lines.

But obviously he is just a dead man with only a few chapters, and his words are prepared in vain.

The crowd passed them directly, without even looking at them at all, and walked to the young man in the corner, each with a solemn expression, and said in a solemn voice, "Master Lin, my condolences!"