Chapter 745 Feeding the White Pigeons

le. After all these years, don’t you even understand the basic principle of respecting seniors"Clearly, Song Mingsheng was implying that Wang Zheng lacked character and insinuating that his rise in st...Chapter 745 Feeding the White Pigeons Woman

There was no doubt that Wang Zheng's words were like dropping a bomb, even Su Tianran couldn't help but be moved.

If Xiao Juan was indeed the first chess piece Chu Zhaoxi set up from the beginning, then Chu Zhounan would have been completely destroyed long ago.

When Chu Zhounan found out that his most beloved woman, the woman for whom he had forsaken his family, was actually a pawn of his elder brother, such consequences were truly not something an ordinary person could bear! Such profound machinations and terrifying layouts were indeed terrifying!

After saying this, Wang Zheng also began to doubt himself. Could Chu Zhaoxi really set up such a grand chess game From the very beginning, he had calculated Chu Zhounan, step by step pushing him out of the family until he lost his life.

Even if Chu Zhounan exhausted all his schemes and machinations, it would be hard to fend off that first move from the start. If Xiao Juan indeed stabbed Chu Zhounan in a critical moment, it would surely leave Chu Family's Second Young Master unable to stand up for decades.

But now, Wang Zheng was completely out of reach; even if he wanted to help, it was too late. He had been in South America for a long time, during which countless things could have happened.

"Although the situation is like this, I don't think Chu Zhaoxi has any reason to deal with me," Wang Zheng said. "I don't have direct interests with him, nor indirect ones, so there's really no need for such actions."

Su Tianran poured another cup of clear sake and filled Wang Zheng and Zhang Xuan's cups at the same time, saying, "Wang Zheng, to be honest, I know that you don't trust me much right now, but it doesn't matter. I will prove myself to you. If I were to duel with you, it would certainly be fair and aboveboard. Although I did send someone to assassinate you in the Northwest before, that's all past history."

Wang Zheng's mouth is truly venomous: "You only say this because you didn't manage to kill her. If you had, the Su family would still be thriving and wouldn't have fallen into such a low period."

Su Tianran smiled, not taking Wang Zheng's words seriously: "Actually, I came to America this time to attend some chamber of commerce gatherings and順便來看看蘇緩緩。

Wang Zheng knew that Su Tianran was truly explaining the situation, but why did he choose to do so Everyone is an opponent; even when they are both enemies and friends at times, there's no need for such explanations unless he genuinely wants to befriend me.

"You don't want me to continue interacting with Su Wanjian, right" Wang Zheng smiled slightly: "Rest assured, I won't do that. Hurting myself while hurting others is not my style."

Su Tianran smiled as well, neither confirming nor denying.

"Where are you going next" asked Wang Zheng.

"To New York," Su Tianran didn't mind disclosing his itinerary to Wang Zheng.

"What a coincidence, me too!" said Wang Zheng with a somewhat sinister smile: "I'm not lying."

…"Su Tianran was speechless.

In a square in the New York suburbs, a woman wearing cycling clothes is bending over to feed pigeons. Her tight cycling outfit accentuates her figure, with prominent peaks, a flat abdomen, and rounded, uplifted buttocks, making her quite alluring.

She holds grains of rice in her hand as numerous white pigeons surround her. She stands in the middle with a gentle smile on her lips, her exquisite face flawless.

A tall, fair-skinned man walks up behind the woman and unabashedly runs his eyes over her body, looking at her as if she were prey.

Behind this man are several people riding bicycles; it seems they form a cycling team.

"Sara, you look incredibly beautiful feeding those pigeons," the man claps and praises: "It's like an angel descended from heaven, reaching the peak of beauty."

The clap startled the white pigeons, which flapped their wings and flew away.

The woman feeding the pigeons is none other than Miss Zhang Yafeng of Fuzhou Zhang family. She once tried to secretly harm Wang Zheng for her family's sake but later had a brief romance with him. Sara is her English name.

"Thank you for your praise, Leon," Zhang Yafeng’s pretty eyebrows slightly furrowed before she walked towards her bike. Feeding pigeons here after each cycling trip has become a long-standing habit of hers.

After leaving the country and parting ways with that cold-hearted family, Zhang Yafeng felt much more at ease and looked healthier. Occasionally, she would remember that man, the first man to enter her life, like a fleeting passerby who left only a silhouette after turning around. Whenever she thought of this, Zhang Yafeng would sigh softly.

Sometimes, certain people and things are destined to be out of reach, and once they slip away, it might mean a permanent farewell.

Zhang Yafeng's venture capital company, which he runs with some friends, has been doing well and has secured several major deals. This has caught the attention of some big investment banks in the industry, who have begun to use various methods to infiltrate and suppress Zhang Yafeng's company. This man named Leon is the director of investments at High Flag, one of the top three investment banks in the industry. He is young and talented, with a very promising future as he might take over the CEO position at High Flag.

Of course, Leon himself is an heir to some major American financial conglomerate, backing him with immense financial power.

Faced with Zhang Yafeng's coldness, Leon smiled indifferently. Whenever it came to his targets—be they people or projects—he had never let anything slip through his fingers.

Approaching Zhang Yafeng’s side, he saw that she had already put on her sunglasses and hat, shielding her delicate features. Smiling, Leon said, "Sara, why are you being like this Your friends have all agreed to our acquisition deal; why can't you"

Zhang Yafeng smiled back, but with the shades covering her face, one could not discern her expression: "My friends’ agreement is their choice. Whether or not I agree is my decision. You want to acquire my company because of those big deals. If they're handled well, it will increase High Flag's revenue by over thirty percent this year. That would save you a lot of effort."

Zhang Yafeng was indeed perceptive; having spent so long in the investment banking industry, she knew exactly what these people were after.

"No, Sara, we can't look at it that way," Leon countered smoothly. "You've worked at High Flag before and once achieved remarkable results here. We believe you understand our style better than anyone else. Our goal in contacting you is to establish a platform for mutual development and shared resources for mutual benefit."

"Shared resources Mutual benefits" Zhang Yafeng's tone was filled with disdain: "Sorry, I'm well aware of my company’s limitations. It doesn’t have the qualifications to negotiate on equal footing with High Flag.t empty talk; when it came to subduing women, Yang Ming was surely the number one expert among the Dragon Scales.Whether intentionally or unintentionally, before leaving, Wang Zheng slowly moved his h...