God vs. Lone Star, you and I are a pair

"You seem to be very irritable recently, what's wrong?" Duan Xiaolu lay weakly and bonelessly behind Zhou Huaishan, and asked softly against his ear, pretending not to notice the white roots of his hair that had not been dyed recently.

Zhou Huaishan used to like Duan Xiaolu's style, warm and fragrant nephrite jade flowers. I'm a little irritable at the moment. At this moment, he hoped that she could take good care of their child like Jing Rulan and not let the child cry all the time. But Duan Xiaolu always insisted that she suffered from postpartum depression and became irritable when seeing her child.

"It's nothing, it's about work." Zhou Huaishan turned sideways calmly.

"I heard you talking on the phone that day. It seemed like there was something wrong with the capital chain, right?"

Zhou Huaishan snorted with his nose.

Duan Xiaolu squeezed his shoulders gently. "My father had a good friend before he passed away who should be able to help you."

Zhou Huaishan met Duan Xiaolu through a friend. At that time, Duan Xiaolu was 25 years old, graduated from graduate school, and worked in Shen's company. It is said that when I was a child, my family was well off, but my parents died in a traffic accident. She is often cared for by some successful elders, who are said to be friends of her parents during their lifetime.

"I'll make an appointment for you. If you are free tomorrow, you can go see him and see if you can help."

Zhou Huaishan turned around and held her hand, "You won't come with me?"

Duan Xiaolu rested her head on his shoulder: "I don't want to go out yet."

The person Duan Xiaolu introduced was nearly 50 years old. He looked younger than his actual age and was quite strong. When Duan Xiaolu called, she kept saying "Uncle Xiong." But when Zhou Huaishan looked at the man who was 10 years younger than him, he couldn't say it out loud. This was the first time since he and Duan Xiaolu got together that they felt the huge age difference between them.

"Mr. Zhou, Xiaolu called me and told me before. I also learned about the matter from the side. Don't worry, just tell me how much you need now."

"Three hundred million." Zhou Huaishan was pressed for payment by the bank before he left. This was not the first time he understood the feeling of being insulted.

Xiong Jun was silent for a while, with a look of embarrassment on his face: "Mr. Zhou, Xiaolu's father was kind to me in the past. This is the first time this girl has asked me for help in so many years. I should not refuse, both emotionally and rationally. But Your number is too high."

Zhou Huaishan didn't know it, but in order to marry Duan Xiaolu, he gave Jing Rulan all his available cash and liquidated assets.

"I….."

"Let's do this. You mortgage your land in Xishan and the land of the Meijing Garment Factory to me, and I will give you the money within a week."

Zhou Huaishan hesitated. The Meijing Garment Factory was the first step for him to make a fortune. He mortgaged the office building and factory to the bank. Only the villa where he lives now and the land of the Meijing Garment Factory were still in his hands. He originally thought that Jing Rulan would ask for that piece of land when they got divorced. After all, she bought it with her own hands and watched it being built brick by brick. Unexpectedly, Jing Rulan didn't mention this at all.

"I'll go back and think about it." Zhou Huaishan shook hands with Xiong Jun and said goodbye.

On the other side, Ye Huaizhao knocked on Shen Xiuyun's door. "Zhou Huaishan went to see a person today, Xiong Jun. A person who almost went to jail for financial fraud. Now his main business is private loans, which of course also involves loan sharking. If this person is recommended by Duan Xiaolu, then he should basically I’m sure it’s from Mrs. Qian’s side.”

Shen Xiuyun nodded and called Zhou Jingxing, "Your dad can't stand it anymore, but it depends on whether he wants to give you an advantage or a loan shark."

Zhou Jingxing smiled confidently.

When Zhou Huaishan returned home, the president of the largest bank in C City was sitting at home, chatting with Duan Xiaolu, and the confinement nanny was warming the milk in the kitchen with the baby in her arms.

Looking at the hypocritical smile of the man in front of him, Zhou Huaishan finally sent Xiong Jun a message agreeing to cooperate.