After Shen Lang and Wang Yuyan returned to the hotel, Nan Qingyao also drove a car to a tall building in Longdu.
Na Dutong Express Company, this was an ordinary and not particularly eye-catching logistics company in Longdu. However, if you looked closely, you would notice that even an ordinary courier from this company had an extraordinary aura. They were tall, their eyes shone brightly, and their temples were noticeably prominent – typical characteristics of a martial arts master.
The company did not have many employees, only eight hundred in total. Yet, a company of eight hundred people owned a building of over forty stories.
Nan Qingyao arrived at the first floor of Na Dutong Company. A group of people were sorting packages. Upon seeing Nan Qingyao, everyone stopped their work and shouted, "Hello, Sister Qingyao."
"Thank you for your hard work, everyone."
Nan Qingyao glanced at the busy workers, smiled, and then walked to the elevator. She soon took the elevator to the fortieth floor, and finally to the forty-ninth floor, the highest level of the company, and directly entered the company's meeting.
As Nan Qingyao entered the conference room, nine people were already seated. As Nan Qingyao took her seat, a white-haired elder sitting in the northernmost position smiled and said, "It's not my intention to suddenly call everyone for a meeting today; it's Qingyao's idea. She said there's a major matter to discuss with everyone, so Qingyao will speak next."
The white-haired elder was in his seventies, thin and gaunt, appearing like an old man in decline. However, his eyes seemed capable of seeing through the hearts of people and spirits, sharp and terrifying.
His name was Yan Wuxu. Few people recognized him now, but in the memories of the older generation, he was once a nightmare. His Yan family had once suppressed the current Zhao family to the brink of extinction. Finally, the Zhao family, in alliance with the Qi and Kong families, managed to destroy the Yan family. He himself went into hiding and became the boss of Na Dutong.
In fact, everyone present, even every employee who handled packages for the company, were victims of the five great families. The reason they had gathered was for the day when they could strike back at the five great families.
Besides the name Na Dutong Company, they also had a name: Tianmen.
"Elder Yan, colleagues, this meeting was indeed proposed by me. From now on, I will get straight to the point and state the purpose of today's meeting."
Nan Qingyao turned on the microphone in front of her and said to everyone, "Today, someone introduced me to a person named Shen Lang. After meeting with me, Shen Lang proposed a joint effort with us to launch a counterattack against the Qi and Kong families. Not only will it cripple them, but it will also lead to bloodshed."
"Many of you present here may not have heard of Shen Lang, but it doesn't matter. Before the meeting, I have compiled all of Shen Lang's deeds and sent them to your emails. You can check your phones now."
"What?"
Upon hearing Nan Qingyao's words, everyone present took out their phones and opened their self-developed email client. However, as they saw the content of the emails, everyone was stunned.
"Killed Lin Nianfo, the overlord of Nanling... Stole Qi Tuojiang's fiancée... Killed Master Shanyuan of Shanyuan Villa... Sent the Northern Gun King Nalan Wushuang to the execution ground... Led people to Yang country to capture the Asian drug king He Yaodong... Challenged Yang country's martial arts alone with a sword and defeated Yang country's strongest fighter, Yagyu Danma..."
This email documented all of Shen Lang's glorious deeds since his arrival in Nanling. Some minor events were omitted, but many thrilling major events were recorded.
"Shen Lang gave me a feeling of immense strength, of being formidable. After meeting him, I finally understood why Qi Tuojiang and Kong Wudao kept falling into Shen Lang's hands. He is qualified to cooperate with us, and he has the strength to cooperate with us."
Nan Qingyao looked at everyone present and said, "The main agenda of today's meeting is whether we should cooperate with Shen Lang. According to our usual tradition, everyone will vote by raising their hands. My stance is clear: I approve."
After speaking, Nan Qingyao directly raised her hand.
"From this material, I do see Shen Lang's commendable aspects, but we don't know him well, and you've only met him once. Is he trustworthy?"
Yan Wuxu put down his phone and looked at Nan Qingyao, saying, "We have been lying low for many years. We cannot make a decision with a stranger so easily. If there is a mistake, we will be doomed forever."
"Yes, Elder Yan is right. We cannot make a hasty decision. Everyone should be cautious."
Yan Wuxu's words were quickly echoed by others, and they all chimed in.
Thus, a situation arose where everyone hesitated, and no one raised their hand in approval.
"Elder Yan, colleagues, may I ask why we people have gathered together?"
Seeing everyone's reaction, Nan Qingyao sighed and asked.
"Of course, it's because we are all victims of the five great families, and we hold deep hatred for them. We are essentially an Avengers alliance."
A senior executive of the company looked at Nan Qingyao and said faintly.
The person speaking was Liang Zhongmou. Twenty years ago, he was a titan in the internet industry. A chat software he developed had two hundred million users, and his company's market value once reached three hundred billion. However, just as he was about to expand further, he was targeted by the Kong family, one of the five great families.
The Kong family bribed his subordinates, took away his core technology, and then developed a similar chat software. Through other means, they suppressed his company. Within two years, his company went bankrupt, and he was chased by creditors, only surviving by jumping into a river.
Liang Zhongmou harbored profound hatred for the five great families.
"Manager Liang is right. The reason we people have gathered together is because we want revenge on the five great families. However, over the years, despite our efforts to develop, we only have eight hundred people, while the five great families are becoming increasingly powerful and prosperous. If this continues, when will we ever be able to confront the five great families?"
Nan Qingyao clenched the hand she had raised into a fist and slammed it heavily on the conference table, saying, "To get revenge, we must rely on external forces. Otherwise, we will just hide in this express company for the rest of our lives."
With that, Nan Qingyao looked at Yan Wuxu and said, "Elder Yan is seventy-three years old this year. May I ask how many more years you can wait? Ten years, twenty years, thirty years, or will you seek revenge in your next life?"
At these words, Yan Wuxu's expression became extremely grim. Yes, he was already seventy years old. How much longer could he wait?