District 9

Qin Yu knew very well that if he forced these seven million, he would definitely stand on the opposite side of the Han family and the EU District Kemanlu Military Industry, and might even offend some local people in District 7, such as Xu Nian, For example, Mr. Yao.

But this is also an irreversible result, because as long as Qin Yu wants to do Xiang'er's business in the future, the two groups will always be in a competitive relationship. There is almost no essential difference between friction starting one day earlier and one day later. And the most important thing is that Wu Di supports him and wants to reduce the Han family's say in the pharmaceutical factory project, so Qin Yu has such a tough attitude.

If we have different positions, we will fall out sooner or later, so I might as well get more benefits and get more compensation.

Therefore, Qin Yu accepted the seven million that Han Tong called him with peace of mind, and immediately after leaving the villa, he notified Ma Laoer to let Lu Lin and others go.

The storm ended temporarily after Su Zhengdong paid a heavy price.

…

A week passed in a flash, and Qin Yu didn't go anywhere, only attending classes at the police academy. Because after all, he is a foreign student. He had just started school for a few days before he took a long leave... So now that he is free, he certainly doesn't dare to be too arrogant, for fear that one of the instructors in the college will not like him and do something for him. A punishment or something.

In this week, the most miserable person was none other than Su Zhengdong. Although Xiaobai used a fruit knife to stab him, with limited lethality and average quality, after all, Su Zhengdong was in the villa, and he was being chased and stabbed all the time!

His face was disfigured, his left and right cheeks were all covered with scabbard-like wounds, and there were several wounds inside his mouth. He couldn't eat, and he had to eat an appropriate amount of liquids. He could only get some nutritional injections to keep him up for the time being.

In addition to physical trauma, Su Zhengdong also suffered a psychological blow. Because for a master who is willing to give up his life rather than his wealth, if you ask him to pay out 7 million in one lump sum, it is tantamount to asking Lao Puke to become a monk... It will be more uncomfortable than killing him directly.

Su Zhengdong's official annual salary in the company is about five to six million yuan after tax, which can be said to be more than 90% of people in this era. But most of his income is not in salary, but in gray income from using his power, so he does have some money personally. But even so, it would be difficult for him to raise seven million in a short period of time...

But Han Tong had no sympathy for him. On the day he gave Qin Yu money, he forced Su Zhengdong to sign a note and reported the matter to the head office immediately. He claimed that due to Su Zhengdong's personal mistakes, important partner Lu Lin was arrested, and he had no choice but to hand over a ransom of 7 million for Su Zhengdong. The company must have an explanation for this money, otherwise it will be difficult for him to let the Lu family continue to work with him. Corporate cooperation.

For this reason, the head office directly issued a formal disciplinary notice to Su Zhengdong, asking him to return the compensation to Han Tong as soon as possible, and to conduct a deep suspension of self-reflection and try his best to ease the relationship between the company and the Lu family...

After Su Zhengdong received this punishment, he almost collapsed and immediately notified the doctor to give him a dose of antihypertensive injection...

From then on, Han Yu gave Su Zhengdong a nickname, secretly calling him Su Lao Sheath, saying that he was a fruit knife fighter.

At noon that day, Xu Nian came to the hospital to visit Su Zhengdong with some gifts, and said sympathetically: "Don't think so much, just take good care of yourself."

"...This somersault... it hurts me a lot." Su Zhengdong was lying on the bed and said vaguely: "Please contact me for me. I want to sell two houses in the third district."

"...I haven't collected the money yet, how about I get you some first?"

"No need, I'll plug the hole myself." Su Zhengdong lay on the bed and said through gritted teeth: "...I'm not leaving this matter in Qin Yu's hands, I'm leaving it in my own hands... Just wait while I take care of it. Once the injury is healed, this matter is not over yet... Seven million is not so easy to spend."

"Let's recover from the injury first." Xu Nian picked up the fruit knife and wanted to help him peel a pear out of kindness.

Su Zhengdong caught the cold light of the fruit knife with his peripheral vision, and instinctively shrank his neck: "You... don't make any gestures!"

…

It’s noon this day.

Qin Yu received a call from Zhan Nan in the college: "What's wrong?"

"In the evening, come to Tianhong Building. I, Lao Liu, and a leader from the military industry and the garrison, let's sit down and have a chat." Zhan Nan said bluntly.

"Okay, what time is it tonight?"

"You can arrive at eight o'clock."

"Okay."

After the two communicated, they hung up the phone.

In the evening, at eight o'clock sharp, Qin Yu rushed to a private apartment in Tianhong Building and saw Liu Ye, Qiu Wu, and four or five middle-aged people, already sitting on the sofa and chatting.

"Let me introduce you to everyone. This is Qin Yu, a very good friend of mine." Zhan Nan introduced him to everyone.

Qin Yu was polite and shook hands with everyone one by one, including Liu Ye and Qiu Wu.

After everyone exchanged pleasantries, Qin Yu finally recognized the middle-aged people.

The fat man sitting on the sofa on the left is named Yang Kaishan. He is the deputy director of the 1st Group Army and the 2nd Military Factory of the Seventh District, and is a deputy regiment-level cadre. The other two thinner middle-aged men are the two deputy chiefs of staff of the General Staff Office of the Second Regiment of the Nanhu Garrison under the First Army. As for the remaining people, they are just companion sergeants.

After everyone chatted briefly on the sofa, Zhan Nan invited everyone to come to the table for dinner. But during the banquet, the army cadres did not mention the matter at all. They only said to Qin Yu: "You guys get along well. I have finished talking to Lao Liu. You are the core in Songjiang." .”

Master Liu was not very happy when he heard this, but he didn't say anything in the end.

…

Several cadres, Qin Yu and others had eaten for less than twenty minutes before they each made excuses and left. As soon as they left, the atmosphere in the room became a little depressing.

After a short silence, Zhan Nan opened his mouth first and said: "Sixth Master, since everyone is sitting together today, let's let the past matter be settled!"

Qin Yu thought about it for a long time, then stretched out his hand to pour a glass of wine, looked up at Mr. Six and said, "I'll toast you."

Mr. Liu frowned and did not answer.

Qin Yu looked at him expressionlessly, motionless.

"Sixth Master!" Zhan Nan shouted without a smile on his face.

Master Six raised his head and glanced at Qin Yu, then reached out to pour a glass of wine and said concisely: "The Jianghu is about the Jianghu. It's over, so no one will mention it anymore. Let's move on from now on."

After saying that, Master Liu and Qin Yu clinked glasses, raised their necks and drank the whole drink in one gulp.

This cup was hard-won for drinking, and Qin Yu had to grit his teeth to get it.

Although Mr. Liu didn't want to admit that the superiors had agreed to Qin Yu's conditions, sitting at this table, he had to face this reality.

"Okay, let's not mention the past. Let's talk about how to do this business in the future." Zhan Nan finally had a smile on his face and poured the wine again.