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Chapter five hundred and thirty first conscience

Cheng Xiaoyu led people to interpret the word "strong" and everyone who deserves the news was obtained. There was no public report. The subtle balance made the word "strong" less despicable, blind, and arrogant.

Afterwards, the hidden things that should be covered and the continued things that should be continued. It is undoubtedly that Daewoo Security's reputation in the industry has been guaranteed by Cheng Xiaoyu's strength. If a security company has the strength of a hard indicator, there is no doubt that the soft conditions are the possibility of long-term development of the security company, so that it can gain the trust of more customers.

In a word, it reveals the fundamental reason why customers choose bodyguards: because of existence, they exist. The predecessor is the company's unwavering continuous development, and the latter is that customers are employed with confidence without worrying about being beaten for three days and two days of drying the net. The two depend on each other.

The negative impact caused before was completely eliminated. The security company is different from ordinary companies. The strong actions of Cheng Xiaoyu and others indirectly show the powerful combat power of Daewoo Security. If you choose Daewoo Security's bodyguard, you will subconsciously feel that you have a clear mind and will be willing to believe that they can protect themselves.

In contrast, national security has encountered a reputational Waterloo. No one cares about how powerful Dayu Security is, but there will definitely be someone cares about the decline of national security. This is the way people think. The advantage of the national character lies in monopoly and strength. Monopoly has not been seen since the beginning, and there is no strength now. What is left, bureaucrats or relatives?

Pei Huan entered Pei Jianjun's office, and had an official attitude. He made an appointment with Pei Jianjun. Listening to the secretary's report, Pei Jianjun sighed, called his younger brother, and confirmed that his sister had not communicated with him. It seemed that Pei Huan still didn't understand something until now. He was competing, thinking that his family was helping Cheng Xiaoyu not to help her, and supporting a young man would not let her go to the next level. He stubbornly wandered around this circle, but he didn't know that she had been wrong from the beginning and was wrong. Do you still have to pull everyone in?

This is an era where there is no need to establish a self-owned business. It is no longer an era of the old man's banner in the 1990s or the early 21st century. It has entered the new century. It is impossible for the era of forming gangs to establish self-owned business. The old men who are still built have seen the inevitability of history and have to bear the pain of giving up love and letting the younger generation make the right choice as soon as possible. Otherwise, there is only one result, that is, they are gradually marginalized. A stable regime is increasingly needed, and no form of temptation, impact, or unique existence is allowed. Pei Huan's mind is still thinking about self-centeredness in his mind.

The old man was built and thought that the interests would be taken care of the Pei family in large numbers. Some wisdom needs to be reflected. What is told is not wisdom, it is not suitable or not suitable. If you force yourself, you will sooner or later show your timidity. This is also the reason why Pei Jianjun, Pei Yuejin and even Mr. Pei have always mentioned points but have never pointed out the reason why Pei Huan was told. Today, Pei Huan is still insisting on his own opinion, which further proves that her end in his career is that of an enterprise cadre or a idle position in the department level. When she goes to the ministerial level, she can only become a sharp blade in the hands of others, and will turn the blade back to the inside and hurt her own people.

"Xiao Huan, why didn't Zou Xinbo come to me to talk about this issue? Have you ever thought about it?"

Faced with her sister's tide accusation, Pei Jianjun rubbed his temples, took off his glasses, lit his first cigarette today, and asked only one question.

Pei Huan was stunned for a moment: "Cheng Xiaoyu is our family after all..." She regretted it after blurting out. She was not sure if she was wrong, but this must not be the answer that the second brother wanted.

"Xiaohuan, Yuejin and I have expressed that we do not want you to become the head of national security. Although the level is placed there to go to a higher level, have you ever thought about why Zou Xinbo sent him to partner with you? For so many years, you have grown up in Sijiu City since you were young and are familiar with each other. After working together for a while, I think you have seen what you should see. Ask yourself, compared to Zou Xinbo, which aspect you have the ability to make her subservient to you? Maybe you will say that this is fate. Think about it, is Zou Xinbo's fate a little worse than you?"

At this end of the conversation, Pei Jianjun still retained the last little hope and did not want to lift up all the last fig leaf of her sister. She realized that she had been a clown, and she was a brother and sister after all. The direct guidance was also a guide. Letting her continue to be a clown is to avoid not continuing today's mistakes in the more critical period in the future. There will be a day that should be seen through early or later. Looking at it now, it is much better than looking at the future.

Pei Huan left in a daze. In the car, she understood what her second brother meant and was unwilling to admit it. Who would completely deny everything she did when her self-confidence surged? She didn't want to. She always hoped that she could break out of a world and press on Zou Xinbo, the former best female stubborn lord in the 49th city, made her self-confidence soar. Now? A basin of cold water was poured with a little resentment. Pei Huan suddenly wanted to meet her father, and wanted to get her father's guidance as before, in the stage of her life's confusion, and point out a bright road to her life.

"Go to Beidaihe."

Pei Huan's car left the capital, and Zou Xinbo, who was in the south, got the news and sneered and said, "A silly woman is a silly woman. I still don't understand it for so many years, and it's a waste of your father and brother supporting you like this."

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Cheng Xiaoyu walked on the bustling street with a bottle of wine and walked into a high-end apartment building. The seventeenth floor, a building with a 200-square-meter building, was his destination. When he rang the doorbell, a crisp and delicate voice rang in the door: "Who are you looking for?"

"I'll look for Mr. Li."

"You have found the wrong place, there is no one named Li here." The voice was a little anxious and panic.

"Then I'll ask Mr. Li's wife to come and see her in person." Cheng Xiaoyu curled his lips and turned around and left. After he turned around, the door opened. A fat man in his forties was wearing a home suit, and a small young girl was leaning against him. The two were looking at Cheng Xiaoyu with shocked eyes.

"It was she who asked you to come." Mr. Li's voice was very calm. From his temperament, he could see his usual high position instructing the country. Unfortunately, in front of Cheng Xiaoyu, he became completely imposing because of that sentence, Mr. Li's wife, and he was also hard to fill.

Cheng Xiaoyu smiled and raised the wine in his hand: "If it were your wife, she wouldn't have come with the wine. Let me introduce myself. My name is Cheng Xiaoyu. I think Mr. Li should have heard my name."

If it was a change of color before, then it was a shock now. Mr. Li shivered unconsciously, and he subconsciously took two steps back, his face turned pale, and his lips were trembling and making a trembling sound: "You...you..."

"I think Mr. Li knows me, so that saves a lot of trouble." Cheng Xiaoyu stepped into this high-end and luxurious apartment. Mr. Li signaled the delicate girl to close the apartment door, turned around with a dirty face, and clasped his fists respectfully at Cheng Xiaoyu, saying with a very ecstasy style: "How come you don't know the name of Prince Yu? I wonder what advice can you give to Prince Yu when you come to the humble house?"

Cheng Xiaoyu sat in a high chair in the home bar indoors, picked up the cup and opened the wine, poured three cups, picked it up and took a sip, glanced around, looked at the luxuriously decorated apartment, and praised: "A unit like Mr. Li will not be less than three million, right?"

Mr. Li looked at Cheng Xiaoyu, pursed his lips and said, "For some reason, Mr. Li, a young pawn, came here for some reason."

Cheng Xiaoyu looked at the delicate girl. The delicate touch in the other person's eyes was not pretending. The inexperienced canary, fate might have played a joke with her. If she has material things, she will soon lose all this. Perhaps, she will leave such a unit, perhaps more, perhaps, less.

"Mr. Li, I came to Shanghai with my identity. Mr. Li should be very clear. I like to go straight and go straight. Mr. Li should understand what I want."

"Prince Yu, you know more about the inside story of the accident than me, and you even know more than me. Why ask me a little person like me? So what can I do if I tell you? Those people are not you and no one can handle them." Mr. Li picked up the wine glass, and sometimes it was a forced one to throw the jar.

"I want all the accurate information in purely technical aspects, which should not be difficult for Mr. Li. What I can do is to make the missed past not reappear again. You don't have to worry that I will follow the clues and look for them. I am not that stupid and have no ability."

This is Cheng Xiaoyu's purpose. He always does something. Whether he is an official or a wealthy party, he always leaves something when he comes. When the investigation accident happened, the bright red and tragic scenes were always hovering in his mind. Those who died tragically always had to do something for them, do my best to redevelop technical errors in a small range. It is much better than hiding the cover-up and wasting manpower, material resources and financial resources, and ultimately taking care of some people and choosing to avoid them.

Mr. Li stared at Cheng Xiaoyu, and his unbelievable spirit appeared in his eyes. He couldn't believe that Cheng Xiaoyu was purely for the people, and he couldn't believe that the arrival of a big fan is just to seek stability for the future?

"Why, Mr. Li, don't believe me?" Cheng Xiaoyu drank the wine in the glass and paused on the bar: "Mr. Li, I guarantee you to leave the country safely, leave the tigress, take your canary and little canary, and leave this country. I think you already have enough money on you. Let's go, this is my promise."

Mr. Li's expression changed drastically. He glanced at the pretty girl beside him, his eyes were on the other party's belly, gritted his teeth, and pointed at Cheng Xiaoyu with trembling hands: "You..." After a second or two of his loss, he returned to normal: "Prince Yu, you look at me too highly. Where can I have core technical information here..."
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