Chapter 655: Shang Yanxiong, I know you're anxious, but don't rush.

The pitiful Secretary Du Bingbing finally managed to get a few other girls to restrain Jiang Yanran.

Watching her lying on the bed looking so haggard.

She couldn't help but feel a pang of heartache!

Fortunately, that feeling of space distortion from just a moment ago... was just Jiang Yanran's aura being too powerful; she was so angry that it caused Secretary Du Bingbing to experience a mental trance. This was good news! President Jiang wasn't possessed by a ghost!

"Wuwuwu, President Jiang, you scared me to death just now. I thought you were going to eat me."

Secretary Du Bingbing said, wiping away her tears.

Jiang Yanran leaned decadently against the headboard, staring blankly out the window, expressionless.

Seeing Jiang Yanran's strange demeanor, Secretary Du Bingbing tentatively asked, "President Jiang, was it... Zheng Qian who made you angry just now? Don't be angry at that scumbag! He meets with the captains and first mates in turns every day; he really is such a scumbag!"

Jiang Yanran shook her head.

She said blankly, "Is it... have the aliens arrived? Are they going to destroy the Earth? Let them destroy it; I'm tired."

"Oh, the aliens just told me to turn off my phone. You turn it off for me. Also, tell the colleagues in the mainland not to agree to any cooperation. That's it. I'm tired, let it be destroyed."

...

Shanghu, headquarters of Shanghe International Group.

The noon sun was charming.

Shang Yanxiong held a cup of coffee, standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows of his office, overlooking the city. This conversation with Victor had been very fruitful. Moreover, everything was developing in the most prosperous direction; barring any accidents, this would surely be another complete victory for him. It was honestly a bit too boring; there wasn't a single person who could put up a fight.

"Cadre, heh..." A strange, stern look flashed across the corner of Shang Yanxiong's mouth.

This was an organization unknown to the world, and a Cadre held astonishing power. The person who had mobilized nearly a thousand large merchant ships from the United States for him this time was Victor. Such power was already beyond the scope of normal human understanding.

His gaze looked into the distance. Shanghu was still too small; perhaps only a larger stage would have enemies worthy of his attention.

"A new group of people has recently emerged in the Skull and Bones. I really want to trade blows with a figure of Arthur's level; perhaps that would provide the feeling of a real, visceral fight. Just using Victor is enough to completely suppress the domestic shipping market; it's really too unchallenging. Even if Zheng Qian is the white glove of some powerful figure, so what? Having money is useless."

Shang Yanxiong felt increasingly invigorated.

Just as he was about to sit down and read the latest Washington Post that had been presented to him, there was a knock at the office door.

"Come in."

A beautiful female secretary walked in, carrying a box. Looking at this nearly perfect man in front of her, her cheeks quickly flushed with a red glow.

She placed the box by the table, then brought her legs together, knelt by Shang Yanxiong's feet, and prostrated herself on the ground, "Master, this is an international package sent from the Maldives."

Shang Yanxiong nodded slightly, examining the curves of the female secretary's body as she prostrated on the ground.

"Lick it clean."

"Yes, Master."

Blushing, she slowly, almost devoutly, brought her mouth to Shang Yanxiong's leather shoe. She tried hard to clean off non-existent dirt; her expression was as if a believer had met God himself.

[Beep—] Hmm?

Just then, an incongruous WeChat message disrupted Shang Yanxiong's good mood.

Victor: [Sorry, Shang! Hey, you know, Israel must have lost its mind, actually wanting to commit genocide against its neighbor. We... of course have to help. Those merchant ships were always meant to serve in wars at any time; now they need to rush to the Middle East. I can't help you with this matter anymore. I will tell the organization, and the higher-ups won't blame you.]

[Bang—!] "Ah—!"

In a fit of rage, Shang Yanxiong violently kicked the secretary in the face.

She screamed in terror, then hurriedly and tremblingly continued her "work," completely ignoring the blood filling her mouth.

"Get out, and go call Shang Mo for me."

"Yes, Master." The secretary hurriedly covered her mouth and left.

Looking at the blood on his leather shoe, veins bulged on Shang Yanxiong's forehead.

He immediately opened his computer and learned the news of the sudden outbreak of war. It was because of this damn war that his victory, which was already within reach, had vanished into thin air! He had already made it so that Zheng Qian couldn't get any orders, and there were no docks left for him to dock at!

He was on the verge of forcing him to develop abroad!

Once he unified the domestic market... and then the issue of fresh water...

Damn it, the volcano in Shang Yanxiong's heart erupted suddenly. He had originally thought that he could use this opportunity to be promoted directly to a Cadre within the organization, and then he would have a bigger stage to display his talents. Damn it, this damn war!

"Damn The Jews in Israel... ruining my good deeds..."

"No, I absolutely cannot let the victory that was about to be within my grasp just slip away like this. It's not that there's no chance now. Yes, it's not that there's no chance... Yes, Shang Yanxiong, you need to calm down and look for opportunities..."

Shang Yanxiong tried hard to keep himself calm, while simultaneously noticing the courier box by the table.

He casually grabbed a golf club and smashed it down hard!

Immediately! Blood splattered everywhere!

If it weren't for Shang Yanxiong, anyone else would probably be so scared that they would have collapsed to the ground by now. Even so, his body trembled slightly.

Because inside the box was a head. It had been wrapped very well, and no blood had leaked out.

More accurately, it was a head with a "collection of facial features." The front of the face had completely collapsed; the eyes, nose, and mouth were all gathered together, looking extremely disgusting. But when he saw the tattoo behind the person's ear, he finally realized something.

He was the ace thug Shang Yanxiong had sent out, intending to kidnap Jiang Yanran in the coming days.

Next to the head was a note.

[Dear Mr. Shang Yanxiong, you must be furious right now, in a very bad mood, and very anxious. I know you are anxious, but please, don't be yet. This is just a small warning because you have repeatedly tried to touch the people around me.]

[This is something I cannot tolerate. To retaliate in kind, I cut off his head.]

[At the same time, I am currently with your dearest sister. If I hear that you have done anything else to the people around me in Shanghu because of irrationality, I dare not even imagine what awaits you; it would certainly be extremely tragic.]

[Stefan Zweig said in "Marie Antoinette," 'All gifts of fate have already been marked with a price in secret.' Then, you who have never been threatened by anyone, do you want to know what the price of angering me is?]