Chapter 58: Care to Form an Alliance?

"Fu's Group recently appointed a new CEO." Fu Yanqing raised his eyebrows slightly. "His name is Fu Jing."

Fu Luoning's heart skipped a beat, her intuition telling her this was not simple.

Fu Yanqing continued, "He's about your age. After returning from studying abroad, he joined the company directly, starting as an ordinary employee. Apparently, he made some achievements and was promoted all the way to the position of vice director. And guess what? At the company-wide meeting some time ago, Uncle directly announced him as the new CEO."

To think that the Ancestral Dragon was still residing in the East China Sea Dragon Palace, yet Nezha had gone ahead and killed his dragon grandson just like that?

When Wang Xie fell asleep last night, his cell phone happened to be right beside his hand. So after Lady Zhao had tucked Wang Xie in with some effort, it was only natural that she wanted to put his phone away for him.

Once the deed was done, should anyone dare to object to their master marrying the imperial consort, they would surely fight that person to the bitter end.

It was not until Damu's head hit the ground that these Yue people finally snapped back to their senses. They burst into loud cheers, bowing in reverence before the brocade-clad imperial guards who looked like deities descending from the heavens. Had it been anyone else, these imperial guards would undoubtedly have become the next Damu.

Those who previously faced zombies with the bodies of ordinary mortals, pressing forward fearlessly without a single thought of retreat, were actually frightened to the point of pissing their pants by Tang Jin.

At that time, Jiang Jun had given the old man surnamed Li a string of copper coins, explaining that his younger sister would be staying here for a month to experience rural life, and asking him to take good care of her during this period.

—The man has already been bestowed the title of a deity by the Daoist Palace, yet you are still performing rituals to guide and lead him from the netherworld into the celestial realm. That is somewhat untimely.

As they traveled the jianghu, it was naturally impossible for them to drag along a helpless girl with no power to truss a chicken. Selling her to a prominent household in the city was the best choice to free her from her original household registration.

Besides, Sima Chi had his own plans in mind; otherwise, he would not have remained without an empress until now.

Pity those unarmed, defeated soldiers who had no idea what was happening before they were hacked down in pools of blood.

"Are you cold?" After a long silence, Fenghua asked a question to break the stillness. His voice remained as gentle and soft as ever, like a clear spring that could seep into one's soul.

This creature seemed to understand human speech. It gave me a glance and then flew away. I thought I would never see it again.

Nangong Ming learned of the two children's existence only today and was beside himself with joy. Yet before he even had the chance to hold them or shower them with affection, such a thing happened right under his nose—how could he possibly feel at ease?

Ruoxin hurriedly lowered her eyes, meeting Fenghua's gaze. Those clear, water-like pupils were also staring blankly back at him.

"He even said that if you ask why, just tell you I don't know." Fang Shijie wore an expression of utmost sincerity, as if he were pouring his heart out to Qing Rang. Yet Qing Rang found herself somewhat amused and exasperated—he truly was a fox, having calculated everything so thoroughly.

By this time, wooden fences had long been erected in the western suburbs, and some farmers had begun taking up hoes to guard their land on their own, not even dozing off in the early morning.

Qing Rang understood this kind of affection. She, too, had once lived by looking up to Huashuo in this manner, unable to help herself even while knowing it was impossible.

Note: Make your useless self useful, make your useful self even more useful, and then make your most useful self irreplaceable—this is the value of a person as I see it. Pursue excellence, and success will naturally follow unexpectedly.

"You must be talking about yourself! As Qingqing's good friend, I'll only say this: stop trying to provoke her, or I won't let you off!" Mu Jing faced Huo Lingfeng's gaze without a trace of fear.

Huo Ting turned his head to look at Zhuang Qingqing. Sure enough, she had come in. Then, seeing that Huo Lingfeng had already driven away, he immediately turned around, walked downstairs, and headed toward Zhuang Qingqing.

Fires were a common occurrence in military camps; as long as they didn't burn the military rations or armaments, it wasn't considered a major event. Zhang Jingyuan already had plenty of experience with this.

Perhaps upon hearing that Minglan's uncle had brought down a reigning prince of the dynasty, she no longer dared to harbor any mischievous thoughts, especially in Minglan's presence.

From beginning to end, Wei Yuan maintained a calm and composed expression, looking remarkably like an enlightened master who remained aloof from worldly affairs.