The world's richest man: I am a stock god

Qian Jincheng fell to the ground, feeling as if his whole body had been struck by lightning.

The injuries and blood stains on his body made him very embarrassed.

But no matter how many wounds there were, they couldn't have a greater impact than Zhang Taolie's words just now.

For a mobile phone manufacturer, losing the supply of the most advanced semiconductors means death.

Especially at home, with the Western technology blockade, they simply cannot obtain advanced semiconductor materials from the West.

Even if they can be bought, they are all outdated and obsolete products, and the price is even more expensive than the latest technology semiconductors sold by foreigners to their own people.

Therefore, the supply of Bay Semiconductor is the only source of semiconductors that Qian Jincheng can rely on.

This is the current situation of the entire domestic mobile phone manufacturer industry.

Now that Zhang Taolie has made it clear that he will no longer supply the aircraft, his flight guide will be completely dead in a few months.

His scalp was numb, and Qian Jincheng exclaimed: "No, Mr. Zhang, Mr. Zhang, please give me another chance. I am willing to increase the price, no matter what the price is!"

But at this moment, in the private room that was still filled with the aroma of hot pot, Zhang Taolie was nowhere to be seen?

The only one who appeared in front of Qian Jincheng was Zhao Zili.

Looking coldly at Qian Jincheng, whose face was as pale as paper, Zhao Zili said calmly: "Mr. Qian, Big Boss Qian, when you kicked me out of your office today, you didn't expect retribution to come so quickly, right?"

"Don't be so damn proud!"

Feeling that his doom was coming, Qian Jincheng only had deep resentment towards Zhao Zili at this moment. He said to Zhao Zili with great hatred: "Don't you just have a good fucking master? Your master is awesome, what does it have to do with you?" In front of me, you are still the same dog!"

With a sneer, Zhao Zili pulled up a chair, sat down in front of Qian Jincheng, and said with great enthusiasm: "Yes, I just have a good master and a good backer. Are you jealous?"

"If you have the ability, would you like to find a master who can let me lie in front of you and call you daddy?"

"Can't find it?"

Looking at Qian Jincheng's extremely ugly face, Zhao Zili felt very happy.

Zhao Zili, who is used to tolerating and retreating, has not experienced this feeling of being completely proud and proud for who knows how many years.

He discovered that he had been too stupid before.

In society, people like Qian Jincheng will always be in the majority. If you are afraid of him, he will become even more fierce, forcing you to lower your head and take one step, two steps or ten steps back. In the end, there is no way back!

My own weakness and retreat will not get the sympathy of people like Qian Jincheng, but only push forward!

So for a person like Qian Jincheng, the only way to break his teeth is when he shows his teeth for the first time!

"If you can't find it, just accept your fate!"

Patting Qian Jincheng's blood-stained face, Zhao Zili felt that his mentality and way of thinking had undergone tremendous changes, but he did not resist this change, but actively accepted it.

He knew that if he wanted to survive in this cruel shopping mall full of intrigues, he could only seek change!

"Speaking of which, I would also like to thank you."

Zhao Zili leaned close to Qian Jincheng and said slowly.

Qian Jincheng looked at Zhao Zili coldly, with hateful eyes, but said nothing.

He knew that he was the one who was finished now. Although he didn't know his background and identity, there was no doubt that Mr. Li, who was extremely powerful and terrifying, was gone, but he could kill himself like an ant at any time if he wanted to.

He also knew that he was deliberately left by Li Song to vent his anger on Zhao Zili.

Gritting his teeth and clenching his fists, Qian Jincheng felt extremely humiliated and angry, but he did not dare to really anger Zhao Zili.

As if he was very satisfied with Qian Jincheng's expression, Zhao Zili chuckled, slowly pulled a tablecloth over to wipe his hands, and continued: "That slap you gave me during the day killed the former Zhao Zili. Me, no one can hit me in the face!”

The corner of Qian Jincheng's mouth twitched, and he felt a little scary looking at Zhao Zili who looked like a madman in front of him.

This time, I didn't feel scared for the mysterious and powerful Mr. Li behind Zhao Zili, but simply felt scared for Zhao Zili.

Is this person crazy?

Just when Qian Jincheng was speculating like this, Zhao Zili's voice came over again.

"To thank you for helping me complete my transformation, I decided to give you a chance to become immortal."

"Anyway, your flight guide is finished. Sell it to me and I'll give you 800 million!"

Qian Jincheng looked at Zhao Zili in disbelief. For a long time, he said angrily: "You are so fucking crazy!"

As the second largest mobile phone manufacturer in China, Feidian Company's annual net profit is more than 800 million. Zhao Zili actually offered to buy Feidian for 800 million, which almost made Zhao Zili furious.

"Even if I burn the flight guide with a fire, I will never take it easy on you!"

Looking at Qian Jincheng's roar, Zhao Zili sneered: "That's right, I thought the same thing when you asked me to buy Weilan for 500 million during the day."

"But I have other options, such as finding a backer, but you don't have one."

"If you refuse, then fine. You heard what Mr. Zhang of Bay Semiconductor just said. Bay Semiconductor will not provide any more semiconductor materials for your flight guide."

"Without materials, will you buy foreign junk that is expensive, low-performance, and technologically outdated, or will you watch your competitors eat up your market share, and then your supplier will sue you for bankruptcy because of the contract?"

"Or you do have a third option, which is to burn the flight guide with fire as you just said. In that case, believe me, unless you can live to be 200 years old, you will not be able to do anything in this life. Got out of jail."

"Intentional arson, even if it's your own company, is still a crime."

With a sneer, Zhao Zili raised his head and straightened his chest to look at Qian Jincheng, who was trembling all over and with fear in his eyes, and said slowly: "Or can you honestly use the 800 million I gave you to remain anonymous and become a stable rich man?"

Qian Jincheng looked at Zhao Zili in horror and screamed: "Devil! You are a devil!"

Looking at Qian Jincheng coldly, Zhao Zili said slowly: "I am indeed a devil, because you forced me."

With a pop, Qian Jincheng collapsed on the ground, his eyes blank.

Zhao Zili said calmly: "I'll give you three minutes to consider whether you choose to end this with 800 million and fly away, or stay and go bankrupt or go to jail. It's your choice."

A humiliating anger burned from deep in his heart. Qian Jincheng wished he could kill Zhao Zili with one punch, but his clenched fist slumped and loosened, and he seemed to have aged dozens of years.

"I regret it so much! I shouldn't have provoked you!"

Closing his eyes, Qian Jincheng cried.