novelsite Chapter 1531 Murderous Intent
Chapter 1531 Murderous Intent
"Director Chen, you're welcome."
As Wang Congcong and others said, Ansheng Group is indeed very important in Chengdu.
This Director Chen should be the director of Chengdu’s Cultural Bureau.
As it turns out, when a company reaches a certain size, it can indeed create this situation.
After all, every city needs to generate revenue.
Generating revenue depends not only on various plans and measures, but also on the introduction of various enterprises.
Take Mr. Wang, the richest man, for example. Whenever he arrives in a city, the local party secretary will come out personally to greet and receive him.
After all, it is a walking money bag, and in order to make the year's revenue look good, you have to hold it in your hand.
In just two sentences, the staff had brought Jiang Cheng to them.
An Xin, who was originally following An Jingsheng, showed a look of surprise on her face the moment she saw Jiang Cheng.
"Jiang Cheng." An Xin called softly.
Although her voice was not loud, it was particularly clear in this quiet occasion.
Hearing An Xin's cry, An Jingsheng and other bigwigs present turned their heads at the same time and cast their eyes on Jiang Cheng.
Jiang Cheng smiled and nodded to An Xin, then his eyes met An Jingsheng's.
"Who is this young man?" An Jingsheng's voice was low and gentle. He pretended not to know Jiang Cheng and asked.
Hearing An Jingsheng's question, the staff member who brought Jiang Cheng over quickly answered: "Mr. An, this is Mr. Jiang from Xingchen Media."
"Xingchen Media?" An Jingsheng repeated thoughtfully.
His gaze stayed on Jiang Cheng's face for just two seconds.
These two seconds seemed as if time had frozen.
The air around seemed to have been sucked out, making people feel an indescribable depression.
Even the deputy directors of the Cultural Bureau subconsciously held their breath and dared not make any sound.
The profile lines of An Jingsheng looked particularly cold and hard under the light of the ceiling lamp.
His facial features were as clear as if they were carved by a knife, with a high nose bridge and a tight chin line.
They all reveal a kind of coldness and determination.
Those eyes were like knives tempered by ice and snow, emitting a cold light.
The seemingly casual glance carried a brutal and penetrating force.
It's like cutting a person open from the inside out, leaving nothing to hide.
Especially when I heard the word Jiang Cheng.
The aura on his body was like a volcanic eruption, reaching full power in an instant.
This feeling is like what a father feels when he first sees the yellow-haired boy who has bewitched his daughter.
Anger, vigilance, hostility, all kinds of emotions intertwined together, causing his body to unconsciously radiate a powerful aura of oppression.
Jiang Cheng's pupils shrank slightly.
This kind of pressure is not the violence that a street thug feels when he throws a punch.
But it is the murderous aura that only those who have truly experienced life-and-death struggles and struggled among swords and sabers can possess.
Jiang Cheng had seen this kind of murderous aura in Wang Sheng when he was in Tyrande.
It was a feeling with the smell of blood and gunpowder.
I didn't expect that hidden under An Jingsheng's elegant Zhongshan suit, he had a set of fangs that looked like a hibernating beast suddenly exposed.
He is worthy of being a big shot with special power in the Great Goose Country and Mo Xige.
It seems that An Jingsheng is not just a serious businessman.
As the saying goes, you can’t make a fortune through legitimate business.
Just by looking at the aura emanating from An Jingsheng, you can tell that this uncle is a martial artist.
Fortunately, Jiang Cheng has learned a lot from his grandfather.
The moment when the pressure came.
The skill of [Sitting Like a Divine Bell] is automatically triggered at this moment, and the aura in the body is as calm and steady as a deep pool.
The magic of this skill is not only that it can stabilize the body's posture.
More importantly, it can stabilize people’s mind.
No matter how strong the opponent's aura is, Jiang Cheng can remain as firm as a rock and remain unmoved.
So at this moment, Jiang Cheng did not show any panic at all.
He just stood there steadily, as if he didn't feel the powerful pressure at all.
He even nodded slightly at An Jingsheng, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised, revealing an almost imperceptible smile.
There was no deliberate flattery in this smile.
Nor did he appear overly distant and indifferent, but he just showed an attitude that was neither humble nor arrogant nor impolite.
Compared with his own great-grandfather and second grandfather, this aura is slightly inferior.
A hint of surprise flashed across An Jingsheng's eyes.
The look he gave just now was enough to make these civil servants from the Cultural Bureau look incredible.
Even those old-timers who have been in the underworld for many years would probably shudder with fear.
But the young man in front of him, at such a young age, was able to meet his gaze so calmly.
An Jingsheng suddenly remembered the document placed in his study.
Jiang Cheng, with a mysterious background and abundant financial resources, is the second largest shareholder of Tailande Hengcheng Company.
He moves frequently in the Magic City, but has never been caught.
The Kyoto background is not detailed.
Before meeting Jiang Cheng, An Jingsheng originally thought that he was just a young man who relied on his family background to act recklessly.
After all, the things Jiang Cheng had done in the Magic City before were quite high-profile.
Especially during the Supercar Festival, it stole the spotlight.
However, at this moment, when An Jingsheng actually saw Jiang Cheng in person.
He then realized that Jiang Cheng was much more composed than he had imagined, and was not at all like the impetuous young man he was today.
"Mr. Jiang is really young and promising!" An Jingsheng finally slowly shifted his gaze away.
Although there was no obvious emotion in his tone, it seemed as if he had put away the sharp blade he had shown before.
The tense and oppressive feeling in the air suddenly dissipated.
After hearing this, several bigwigs from the Cultural Bureau finally breathed a sigh of relief.
There was a hint of surprise in the look he gave Jiang Cheng.
They were very familiar with An Jingsheng's aura just now after all these years of contact.
In other words, the social atmosphere in recent years is different from before.
If it were a dozen years earlier, An Jingsheng's aura would be even more astonishing.
What impressed Director Chen the most was the negotiations with a transnational smuggling group for several years.
It was with this look that An Jingsheng forced the other company's CEO to sign the settlement agreement on the spot.
He didn't expect that the young man in front of him didn't even change his attitude under the pressure of his eyes?
Jiang Cheng smiled and said in a steady voice: "Mr. An is your senior, and I should ask for your advice when I have the chance."
His words sounded polite, but without any of the restraint of a younger generation towards an elder. It was more like a business compliment between peers.
An Jingsheng's eyes were fixed on Jiang Cheng, as if he wanted to see something deeper through his appearance.
After a while, a hint of appreciation actually appeared in his eyes.
Didn't answer the call again.
It was as if the murderous intent just now was just an illusion of others.
An Xin behind him was watching anxiously.
Then An Jingsheng immediately spoke to Jiang Cheng and said, "I didn't expect you to come."
Jiang Cheng nodded without mentioning Qiao Yinyin and others.
"coincidence."
Seeing An Xin greeting Jiang Cheng, Director Chen on the side quickly and politely extended his hand to Jiang Cheng.
"Hello, I'm Chen Hong, the director of the Cultural Bureau of Rongcheng."
"Hello, Director Chen."
After some warm greetings, Director Chen immediately led them into the main exhibition hall of the event.
As soon as you step into the exhibition hall, the first thing that catches your eye is a giant Shu embroidery work hanging at the entrance - "Birds Paying Homage to the Phoenix". This embroidery is magnificent and breathtaking.
The phoenix's tail feathers were carefully embroidered with gold thread. Under the light, they sparkled with a fine and charming luster, as if the phoenix was about to spread its wings and fly high.
Director Chen smiled and pointed at the twined branches at the corner of the embroidery. He introduced it to everyone: "This is a masterpiece that took the old artist Li three years to complete! Moreover, in order to embroider this work, a full twelve taels of gold thread were used!"
Looking at this embroidery, a hint of nostalgia appeared in An Jingsheng's eyes.
He came closer and looked at the Shu embroidery carefully.
After staring for a while, An Jingsheng said with emotion: "There are only a few craftsmen who can master this kind of gold embroidery technique nowadays, probably no more than five."
After saying that, he suddenly turned to look at Jiang Cheng, his eyes revealing a hint of consideration.
He said slowly: "Boss Jiang, how do you think such exquisite craftsmanship can survive in today's society?"
Jiang Cheng knew that An Jingsheng said this to see if he was a fool who had no ideas at all.
Jiang Cheng's eyes fell on the video playing in a loop next to the embroidery frame.
In the video, a white-haired old artist is demonstrating the technique of gold embroidery stitch by stitch.
He tapped the glass display case with his fingertips and said slowly, "It's not enough to just rely on museum-style protection. We have to turn traditional craftsmanship into a 'living business.'"