After the divorce, the aloof female CEO regretted it

"Shenyi Liu, selling Jishitang is your best choice, and no one will buy it except us." Wang Zixuan advised softly.

The entire Nancheng District is under the rule of the Wang family and the Song family.

Without their nod, who would dare to take over Jishitang?

"Sell it or sell it! I won't sell it to my death! You can't even think of taking away my Jishi Hall!" Liu Gongquan shouted angrily.

He has been in business for most of his life and put in countless efforts to build Jishitang today.

How could he be willing to sell it at such a low price?

What's more, the sellers are still these ambitious people.

He could even predict that once Jishitang fell into the hands of these people, it would become a money-making machine.

Completely ruining the reputation.

"Not selling?"

Song Yingming sneered: "Doctor Liu, you'd better think carefully before answering. It's not a wise choice to refuse us."

"I've lived enough and I'm going to die. I'm not afraid of you!" Liu Gongquan shouted with red eyes.

"Doctor Liu, I admire you for your uprightness and fearlessness. But if you don't think about yourself, you have to think about your relatives and your descendants, right?" Song Yingming grinned.

As soon as these words came out, Liu Gongquan stood stunned on the spot as if he had been struck by lightning.

Yes, he is not afraid of power, and he is not afraid of death, but what about his family?

The other side even dares to kill people and set fires, so what else can they not dare to do?

"Doctor Liu, I remember that you seem to have a beautiful granddaughter, right? You are young and should have a great life. Wouldn't it be a pity if something unexpected happened?" Song Yingming smiled half-heartedly.

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Liu Gongquan's legs went weak and he collapsed directly on the ground, his face ashen.

He was desperate.

He knew that he couldn't defeat Song Yingming at all.

No matter how stubborn and courageous he is, he will still resist in front of the rich and powerful.

And once these powerful people are angered, they may even cause death.

This is the cruel reality.

No matter how hard you struggle, it's all to no avail, and you can only compromise in the end.

He could no longer hold on to Jishi Hall.

"Hey, Doctor Liu! Why did you fall? Come on, come on... Get up!"

Song Yingming ran forward hypocritically, helped Liu Gongquan who was sitting on the ground, patted the dust on his body, and said with a smile: "I was just joking with you, why are you so nervous? Look, your hair is full Sweating profusely, what about it?"

"..."

Liu Gongquan clenched his fists, a hint of dissatisfaction flashed in his eyes, but in the end, it turned into deep helplessness.

The clenched fingers slowly loosened.

"Doctor Liu, how are you thinking about it? Should you sell it or not?" Wang Zixuan put on a sincere look: "You must know that I am helping you."

She and Song Yingming worked very well together and took advantage of Liu Gongquan.

"Sell... I sell!"

Liu Gongquan spat out a few words in humiliation.

"Hehe, this is the right thing."

Song Yingming smiled, as if he knew you were wise.

"Very good, this is a transfer contract. If you sign it and press your fingerprints, you can get a huge sum of 20 million, which is enough for your family to have enough food and clothing."

Wang Zixuan seemed to have expected it. She took out a contract directly from her bag and handed it to Liu Gongquan.

Liu Gongquan took the contract, his hand holding the pen trembled slightly, and two lines of hot tears fell from the corners of his eyes.

After all, power cannot be stopped.

That’s all. . . . . .

Liu Gongquan let out a long sigh, and when he was about to sign the contract, a hand suddenly blocked his pen.

A calm voice rang in his ears: "Doctor Liu, I want Jishi Hall, and I'll pay 30 million!"