My substitute female CEO

Ji Yunpeng smiled and said nothing.

If they knew that Su Mucheng was Chen Nan's little follower, they didn't know what they would think.

Ji Yunpeng looked at his phone and discovered that a large number of senior executives of Shengtong Group had been exposed.

There is also a dark history of core executives reporting Chairman Wu Xianhe with his real name.

"As expected of a strong woman, ruthless and ruthless, she is a blockbuster!"

Ji Yunpeng took a sip from the wine glass.

The previous stock price of Shengtong Group was 36 yuan, but it fell to 15 yuan in just one day.

This is simply a devastating blow.

He suddenly admired this woman in his heart.

Probably only someone like Uncle Master can be worthy of such an outstanding business woman, right?

"Brother Zhang, do you want to sell the stock? It's going to continue to decline. I don't even have any pants left!"

He Bang wanted to cry but had no tears. He looked glamorous on the outside, but in fact, all of his 300 million was invested in the stock market.

"I...I...I don't know either!"

Zhang Wansen was also heartbroken, hesitating and scratching his head.

Ji Yunpeng thought for a moment and then said: "There is no need to sell, Su Mucheng will definitely take control of Shengtong Group again, and the stock will rebound by then!"

After all, he came from one of the top wealthy families in Jingzhou. Although he had not been involved in the business world, he had been exposed to it since he was a child. He understood Su Mucheng's motives and immediately determined the future direction of the Shengtong stock market.

The exchange here clearly fell into Chen Nan's ears.

He never questioned Su Mucheng's business methods.

So Su Mucheng wanted to borrow 200 billion, and he wouldn't even blink an eyebrow.

"Brother Mo, let me toast you again!"

He Lie was so drunk that he put one hand on Mo Dashan's shoulder, and the other hand held the wine glass and continued to toast.

Mo Dashan was also very happy today. As long as someone wanted to drink with him, he would not refuse them.

Zhang Zhiqiu said in a deep voice: "You should drink less, people from Pan's Martial Arts Alliance may come over later!"

He knew very well why Senior Chen asked him to host the banquet.

The martial arts associations are all under the supervision of Pan's Martial Arts League.

He came back from the hospital intact, and the news would soon spread to Pan's Martial Alliance.

Now that two hours have passed, Pan's Martial Arts Alliance should take action.

After Mo Dashan finished a glass of wine, he burped and said, "Yes... drink less, don't drink too much!"

boom!

After saying that, he lay down on the table and fell unconscious.

He Lie laughed loudly: "This old guy has a bad drinking capacity!"

Zhang Zhiqiu couldn't laugh or cry.

"coming!"

Chen Nan slowly put down his wine glass and looked at the door.

I saw dozens of people wearing black martial arts uniforms approaching menacingly.

The leader was a fifth-dan grandmaster.

He has sparse white hair hanging over his shoulders, and he walks like a tiger with a strong wind.

There was an arrogant smile on his face, and his eyes were filled with an air of disdain for the common people.

He almost had the word villain written on his face.

He is Pan Zhong, the deputy leader of Pan's Martial Arts Alliance, and has the terrifying strength of a fifth-level grandmaster.

In an instant, the courtyard became quiet.

The apprentices of the Martial Arts Association were shivering and did not dare to take a breath.

"Master Pan..."

Hao Yongzhen stood up and clasped his fists to greet him, but there was no expression on his face.

A fat grandmaster behind Pan Zhong snorted coldly: "Hao Yongzhen, open your eyes wide and take a look, this is Alliance Leader Pan!"

Hao Yongzhen said calmly: "There is only the Martial Arts Association in the Dragon Kingdom. The Pan Martial Arts Alliance does not have any procedures, let alone official qualification certificates. Our Martial Arts Association will not recognize it!"

A playful smile appeared at the corner of Pan Zhong's mouth: "It doesn't matter if you don't admit it, there will be a day when you admit it!"

After saying that, he tilted his head and looked at Zhang Zhiqiu in the back seat, and then slapped the fat master behind him on the face: "Trash, didn't you say that Zhang Zhiqiu is disabled even if he doesn't die?"

Pan's martial arts alliance has set a rule.

Play one gym in three days.

The master of the Tai Chi martial arts school knows that Qiu is in the ninth stage of Naqi state.

Sending a grandmaster to kick the gym is more than enough.

About four hours ago, the Fat Grandmaster returned in triumph, claiming that Zhang Zhiqiu would be disabled even if he did not die.

However, just as the deputy leader Pan Zhong hosted a banquet to celebrate the Fat Grandmaster, a member of the Martial Arts League reported that Zhang Zhiqiu was safe and sound, and that he had also held a grand banquet at the Tai Chi Pavilion.

Pan Zhong was furious on the spot and personally led several masters to check.

Not only was Zhang Zhiqiu okay, he was even drunk.

"Leader, I...I don't know what's going on!"

The fat grandmaster covered his face and looked at Zhang Zhiqiu as if he were seeing a ghost.

Pan Zhong squinted his eyes and saw Chen Nan in the main seat.

Who is this person?

At such a young age, he can actually sit at the table for the elderly?

And still sitting in the main seat?

There was no real energy fluctuation on his body at all, and he seemed to be just an ordinary person.

Could it be an official?

Pan Zhong was a little nervous, but he quickly calmed down.

So what if someone from the officialdom died, the Pan Family Martial Arts League was backed by the National Martial Arts Bureau.

Even if the governor is here, Pan's martial arts league still has to compete.

"Why are you staring at your dad?"

A hint of joking appeared at the corner of Chen Nan's mouth.

"Fuck, who is this kid? How dare he do this?"

"It seems like he is a miracle doctor. He was the one who cured Director Zhang!"

"Wan Duzi, this kid will definitely die here today. President Hao can't even save him!"

"Idiot, don't bother our Tai Chi Martial Arts School even if you want to die!"

The last sentence was said by Zhang Zhiruo.

She believed that the reason why Chen Nan was able to sit on the throne was all due to his heaven-defying medical skills.

But so what if your medical skills are good?

Is it something you, a traditional Chinese medicine practitioner, can interfere with in the world of martial arts?

Ji Yunpeng glanced at Zhang Zhiruo and said in a cold tone: "Little sister, you can eat randomly, but you can't talk nonsense. I'm afraid you will never imagine how powerful my uncle is!"

Zhang Zhiruo rolled her eyes at Ji Yunpeng: "No matter how powerful the medical skills are, Director Pan can slap him all over the place with just one slap!"

Ji Yunpeng is a master, so naturally he will not be as knowledgeable as a girl like Zhang Zhiruo, whose brain is not fully developed.

"Boy, were you talking to me just now?"

Pan Zhong regained consciousness and looked at Chen Nan with squinted eyes.

Pan's Martial Arts League already rules most of the Xiangzhou martial arts world.

As the deputy leader, he is always a guest wherever he goes.

Where did this kid get the courage to speak rudely?

"I didn't say you..."

Chen Nan had a gentle smile on his face.

This frightened Zhang Zhiqiu and Hao Yongzhen.

Could it be that Senior Chen is not a Grandmaster at all?

Are you afraid of Pan Zhong now?

Pan Zhong also had a smile on his face.

Just say it.

Who in the Xiangzhou martial arts community dares to disrespect me?

Chen Nan then said: "I am only in my 20s, how could I have a son as old as you!"

Hao Yongzhen was amused by Chen Nan and laughed: "Haha... How can such a pretentious person be qualified to be Mr. Chen's son!"

Only then did the members of the Martial Arts Association smile again.

But it's only limited to the major gym owners. The apprentices in the martial arts gym don't know who Chen Nan is.

Ji Yunpeng smiled leisurely and said: "I don't mind it. Why don't you treat me as your son? Kneel down and kowtow to me three times!"

"Bold!"

"What are you?"

The fat master couldn't help it anymore.

He was still a little wary of the young lover sitting at the same table as the martial arts association.

Where did this little brat who was working with a junior get the courage to humiliate the deputy leader?

Not only the fat master, but also the major directors and apprentices of the martial arts association were surprised, and they all wondered which martial arts hall this guy belonged to.

Zhang Zhiruo looked at Ji Yunpeng dumbfounded. She admitted that this little brother was very handsome, but why was his brain so hard to use?

Ji Yunpeng stood up and said, "I am the third young master of the Ji family in Jingzhou, who are you?"