Chapter 4

After leaving the Tang family residence.

Tang Chuchu, with tears on her face, cried, "Chen, I'm sorry, I'm useless, I can't even decide my own marriage."

Jiang Chen held her hand and said, "Grandpa said, as long as I can secure the Qianjun Group's order, he will recognize you as my wife."

"But, that's the Qianjun Group." Tang Chuchu's face was filled with worry.

As a member of the Jiang family, how could she not know about the Qianjun Group?

It was an international enterprise that had only recently moved into Jiang City, and the Qianjun Group's orders were mostly controlled by the four major families in Jiang City.

Jiang Chen smiled and said, "If we don't try, how will we know it's impossible?"

Tang Chuchu suddenly remembered something and said, "Right, I remember, one of my high school classmates works at the Qianjun Group, and she's even a department manager. I'll go to her and ask her to arrange a meeting with the Qianjun Group's upper management."

"Okay."

The two held hands and walked home.

Tang Chuchu's home was in the same residential area as the Tang family villa, but while the Tang family headquarters was a villa, Tang Chuchu's home was a high-rise apartment complex.

As they strolled, they arrived home, and He Yanmei was already back, but she didn't let Jiang Chen enter.

For this, Jiang Chen was helpless and said, "Chuchu, I'll go back first."

Tang Chuchu had no choice but to nod.

Now, the primary task was to secure the Qianjun Group's order and have the Tang family recognize Jiang Chen's identity.

After entering the house, she began to contact a classmate she hadn't been in touch with for years.

Jiang Chen, on the other hand, returned to the Emperor's Residence, the most luxurious villa complex in Jiang City.

He sat on the sofa, smoked, and then took out his phone and dialed a number: "Have the chairman of the Qianjun Group come to the Emperor's Residence."

He didn't want to use the privileges of the Dragon Commander.

But to secure the Qianjun Group's order, he had no choice.

Soon, a middle-aged man appeared at the Emperor's Residence.

The man was about fifty, wearing a suit, slightly overweight, and bald.

"Dragon, Dragon Commander..."

The man entered the Emperor's Residence and fell to his knees.

He was the person in charge of the Qianjun Group in Jiang City, a member of the Ye family from Kyoto, named Ye Xiong.

Before coming, he already knew the identity of the person he was to meet.

This was the Dragon Commander, a notorious figure in the Southern Wasteland, a black dragon, a god of death who struck fear into the hearts of his enemies.

Facing such a powerful figure, he dared not be the slightest bit negligent. After kneeling, cold sweat ran down his spine.

"Ye Xiong?"

Jiang Chen put down the documents in his hand, looked at the kneeling middle-aged man, and waved his hand, saying calmly, "Stand up and speak."

"Yes."

Ye Xiong stood up, his head drenched in sweat, but he didn't dare to wipe it.

At that moment, he was terrified, not knowing where he had offended this god of death, or why this god of death had called him.

"Tomorrow, my wife, Tang Chuchu, will go to the Qianjun Group to ask for a thirty million order. You must personally receive her and show no disrespect."

Hearing this, Ye Xiong breathed a sigh of relief and smiled obsequiously, "Dragon Commander, no problem, not just thirty million, even three hundred million, if the Dragon Commander needs it, I will offer it with both hands."

"Remember, my wife is Tang Chuchu, from the Tang family."

"I will remember."

"You have nothing else to do, leave."

"Yes."

Ye Xiong felt as if he had been granted a reprieve and quickly left.

After leaving the Emperor's Residence, he was drenched in sweat.

He was a member of the Ye family from Kyoto, the leader of the Qianjun Group in Jiang City. Even the four major families in Jiang City would be cautious around him, but in front of Jiang Chen, he had no temper at all.

After Ye Xiong left, Jiang Chen stood up and muttered to himself, "I've been back for over ten days, but I haven't gone to pay my respects."

He walked out of the Emperor's Residence, intending to take a taxi to the ruins of the Jiang family in the suburbs.

But at the entrance of the Emperor's Residence, there was a license plate-less business car, and a man in a black tank top, with a dark complexion, stood in front of it.

Jiang Chen walked over and glanced at Xiao Hei, "Didn't I tell you to go back with the brothers?"

"Hehe, Dragon Commander, the brothers have already returned to the Southern Wasteland, but I stayed behind. Dragon Commander, let me stay."

"Call me Brother Jiang, there is no Dragon Commander in Jiang City."

"Yes."

"Go to the Jiang family cemetery."

"Brother Jiang, get in the car."

...

Soon, Jiang Chen arrived at the location of the former Jiang family villa.

The once-magnificent Jiang family villa had been reduced to ashes, and now there were graves everywhere.

The former first family of Jiang City had become a wasteland.

The sky was overcast with dark clouds.

Rushing rain poured down.

In front of the Jiang family cemetery, a young man in a brown windbreaker stood, with a man holding an umbrella behind him.

"Thud."

Jiang Chen instantly fell to his knees.

Ten years ago, the Jiang family was the first family in Jiang City.

That year, he was eighteen.

That year, his father married a stepmother for him.

His stepmother was Xiao Roran, the current head of the Xiao family, one of the four major families in Jiang City.

Xiao Roran schemed to get into his grandfather's bed, falsely accused his grandfather of drugging her, and ruined his grandfather's reputation, making the Jiang family a laughingstock in Jiang City.

In the same year, Xiao Roran reported his father for corruption and embezzlement. His father died of a heart attack, and Xiao Roran did not provide medical treatment but pushed him from the third floor, publicly announcing that his father, Jiang Nan, had committed suicide out of fear of punishment.

After his father's death, the four major families, led by the Xiao family, gathered at the Jiang family residence, killed his grandfather, and tied up over thirty members of the Jiang family, demanding the ancient treasure, the Huayue Mountain Dwelling Map, which had been passed down for a thousand years in the Jiang family.

After obtaining the Huayue Mountain Dwelling Map, the four major families burned down the Jiang family residence and divided the Jiang family's assets.

"Father, you were guilty, you were the sinner of the Jiang family. You shouldn't have married Xiao Roran, you shouldn't have brought this ambitious woman into the family..."

Jiang Chen knelt before the grave and burst into tears.

Who says that men do not shed tears easily? It's just that they haven't reached the point of sorrow.

He hated his father, who fell in love with a woman he shouldn't have, leading to the downfall of the Jiang family.

He hated Xiao Roran, and even more, he hated the Xiao, Wang, Zhao, and Zhou families, the four major families.

It was these four families that turned the Jiang family into ghosts.

"Grandfather, you died unjustly. I swear, I will bring the heads of the leaders of the four major families to pay respects to the souls of the Jiang family."

"Dragon Commander, please take care." Xiao Hei held the umbrella behind him.

He had never seen Jiang Chen so sad and distressed, never seen the mighty black dragon show such a side.

Even when facing a thousand troops, he never showed fear, but now he was a weeping man.

"Dragon Commander, tonight, the Xiao family's Longteng Group is holding a victory banquet to celebrate the signing of a permanent agreement with the Qianjun Group. From now on, Qianjun's orders will be prioritized by Longteng, and only after Longteng's selection will they be passed on to other groups. Today is also the 80th birthday of the head of the Xiao family. The victory banquet and birthday banquet are being held together."

"Longteng..."

Jiang Chen clenched his fists.

Longteng was the Jiang family's property.

Now, it had become the private property of the Xiao family.

He slowly stood up, his resolute face showing a hint of killing intent.

"Prepare a coffin, go to the Xiao family, and collect the interest."