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Chapter 72
Zhou Weide's intention was quite simple. He didn't want to make Han Lu lose money, and Han Lu couldn't afford that kind of money.

So he thought about it, and talked about the shares, hoping that Han Lu could use the shares to lose money.

After all, the shares are still quite valuable, and they are also what he needs most now.

Unexpectedly, Han Lu said 'Thank you, Grandpa Zhou', and it seemed that she was ready to finish.

This sentence of thanks is quite valuable, tens of millions? !

When Zhou Weide was in a daze, Han Lu spoke again with a smile.

"Grandpa Zhou, although you love me, I can't ask you to pay so much money for nothing, can I?"

"So do you think this is good? After we completely knock down the traitor Han Jianguo, I will give you 10% of the shares, not only to thank you for your help, but also to repay the 4800 million yuan."

"You must not refuse when the time comes, no matter what, you can't refuse, this is my heart for you..."

After saying a few words of thanks "from the bottom of my heart", Han Lu took Zhao Quan and left.

Zhou Weide stared blankly at Han Lu and Zhao Quan getting into the car and leaving, and muttered in astonishment, "Drawing a big cake in exchange for 4800 million of me?!"

Han Lu really got away with the 4800 million by painting big cakes, and Zhao Quan did all of this dirty trick.

On the way back, Han Lu asked again, "That old fox Zhou Weide may agree?"

Zhao Quan replied: "What can he do if he doesn't agree with you, tear your face apart, force you to Han Jianguo's side, ask you to join hands with Han Jianguo to deal with him, and make him a scumbag? Unless he takes away his wolf ambition, Otherwise, the 4800 million he can only do next to him!"

"Just wait and see. He will probably come to you tomorrow, but he hasn't talked about the shares yet. He only talks about how to cooperate with Han Jianguo. He will keep his troubles tonight in his heart, and wait for Han Jianguo to be dealt with before he gets on you. Get it back."

Facts have proved that what Zhao Quan said is correct.

Not long after going to work the next morning, Han Lu was called into the office by Zhou Weide.

After leaving Zhou Weide's office, Han Lu approached Zhao Quan immediately.

"What you said is absolutely right. Zhou Weide really didn't mention the money. He only discussed with me to use the shares to crush Han Jianguo to death."

"You are so amazing, you have calculated everything, and even dropped a diamond necklace in vain."

"So, do you want the necklace or the money? If you want the money, I'll ask my relationship to help you sell the necklace..."

Han Lu was chattering endlessly when Zhao Quan interrupted her.

"I told you last night that this necklace is for you."

"what?!"

Han Lu only thought that she was speaking in front of Du Ziming last night, so she never thought that Zhao Quan would actually give it to her.

But, but this gift is too expensive, she can't accept it.

Han Lu repeatedly refused, Zhao Quan left directly, and never took back the things he sent.

Back in the office, Han Lu felt embarrassed looking at the sky-high priced diamond necklace.

Zhao Quan gave her such a precious necklace, does it mean something?

When thinking of this, Han Lu could only feel her little heart beating rapidly, her face was so hot...

While Han Luchun's heart was beating, Du Ziming was so annoyed that his heart was going to explode.

He didn't sleep well last night, got some medicine, and tossed Han Xiaoshuang who offered to deliver it until dawn.

Now I opened my eyes and woke up, thinking about what happened last night and still feeling angry.

It's just too hateful, I've never been slapped in the face like this before in such a big life, and it was slapped in public.

The most hateful thing was that the one who slapped him in the face was Zhao Quan, that bastard whom he couldn't look down on no matter what.

This kind of person is not even worthy of being compared with him, so why slap him in the face? !

The more he thought about it, the more annoyed he became, and the more he thought about it, the more unhappy he became, so Du Ziming lifted the quilt, revealing Han Xiaoshuang who was still sleeping soundly.

Grabbing the slippers on the ground, he started beating without saying a word, until Han Xiaoshuang, who was sleeping soundly, was beating and screaming.

Let's put it this way, when Han Xiaoshuang got out of bed, she couldn't walk well.

After going to the bathroom, he looked down at the place where he was beaten, and secretly scolded Du Ziming in his heart for being abnormal and not human.

At this time, Du Ziming had already dressed up to look like a dog, and drove out in his Ferrari.

Regarding the matter of being slapped in the face by Zhao Quan last night, of course he would not just forget it so simply.

And the purpose of his trip is to deal with Zhao Quan!

After arriving at the most luxurious Dongxing International Business Hotel in the city, Du Ziming straightened his clothes in front of the mirror in the lobby, and then took the elevator upstairs to the Presidential Suite No. 018.

At the door of the presidential suite of No. 018, there are two men in black standing at the moment, black sunglasses, black shirt, black trousers, and black leather shoes. It can be said that they are black from head to toe, just like their profession, standing completely in white the opposite of.

Just as Du Ziming approached, one of the men in black stretched out his left hand to signal him to stop, and at the same time touched his lower back with his right hand.

Although it hadn't been exposed yet, looking at Du Ziming, he could see the outline of the pistol propped up by his clothes.

He hurriedly said with a smile: "Brother, don't be like this. I'm here to find Sister Su Zi. We have an appointment. Please let me know."

Sister Suzi, a well-known Daqing in this province, is said to have used a chainsaw to saw the enemy into ribs, stewed them in a big pot and ate them.

Thinking about that scene, Du Ziming found it scary, but it was also because of this that he felt absolutely at ease looking for Sister Su Zi to do business.

After the man in black notified, Du Ziming was able to enter the door.

After walking into the presidential suite in a proper manner, Du Ziming stood in the living room with his hands pressed against the middle seam of his trousers. At first glance, he looked like a soldier with a standard military posture, but upon closer inspection, he looked more like a primary school student who made a mistake and faced the teacher.

Raising his head, he looked at the woman on the sofa who was wearing a black nightgown and was smoking a cigarette with her legs crossed.

Du Ziming saw Sister Su Zi for the first time. According to his fictional cognition, Sister Su Zi should be a heroic woman in her 40s, and might even grow a sturdy beard, but the reality is obviously different from his fictional cognition.

Su Zi is only 26 and seven years old, and has a particularly good figure and a very charming appearance. She is a stunner at a glance.

But the next moment, he hurriedly lowered his head in a dazed state, because he and Suzi's eyes were in focus.

At that moment, Du Ziming felt as if a knife was piercing his eyes, and wanted to gouge out his heart!
In order to conceal the panic in his heart, Du Ziming hurriedly greeted him, and told Su Zi all his future intentions.

"Sister Suzi, there is a little man named Zhao Quan, I hope you can help me get his two legs."

"Someone asked someone else to do this before, but Zhao Quan knows kung fu, so this kind of thing can only be entrusted to you."

"Don't worry, I understand the rules of the road, one leg is 200 million, and it has nothing to do with you..."

Su Zi gently brushed the messy hair on her forehead, and said, "Put down the photo."

Du Ziming hurried forward and put the photo of Zhao Quan secretly taken by someone on the table, along with the bank card with the password on it. Then he said that there were 400 million in the card.

Su Zi stretched out her slender hand and clamped the photo between her fingers.

"Okay, go out, I will make you satisfied, beyond your imagination."

After going out, Du Ziming gritted his teeth and sneered.

In his opinion, Zhao Quan's only means of transportation for the rest of his life is a wheelchair!

(End of this chapter)