Sitting across from each other in the private room, Umbo felt that the futon under him seemed to have grown thorns, and he couldn't sit still.
He glanced at the contents of the folder and knew the seriousness of the matter. Hong Rizhang also put in a lot of effort to find a way to get this information.
If this information was true, it meant that the deal between him and Su Nianhua had fallen through.
"Why are you so sure that I will believe the things you gave me? A few pieces of paper can mess up such a big acquisition. Hong Rizhang, don't you think it's a little too easy? "
Hong Rizhang poured himself a cup of tea with a relaxed expression.
"Even if the deal is not done, the benevolence is still there. I'm just reminding you for the sake of our friendship. I'm just afraid that you will be deceived. If you suspect that the contents of the folder are false, just verify it. If there is a lie, I'll be struck by lightning, and my wife and children will die a horrible death."
These words were too harsh.
Hong Rizhang looked at Umbo's expression and laughed.
"Besides, since you are sitting here now, your meaning is very clear. Do you still need me to say more?"
Umbo's expression tightened, and his heart trembled, but he pretended to be calm and said in a deep voice.
"Even so, I made a deal with Su Nianhua. So what? The price he offered was higher than the market value of the appraisal report issued by the asset appraisal firm, and he promised to keep my shares for a long time after the acquisition of Pleasure Group. Such conditions are much better than what you offered."
Hong Rizhang's expression didn't change.
"Is that so? But do you think that after the previous incident, Ling Han will tolerate a piece of sand like you? "
"What do you mean?"
"What I mean is that since the previous news and Su Nianhua's uncle abroad were all pretenses, then the person who bought Pleasure Group in name is him, but the one behind the scenes is probably Ling Han, right?"
Umbo frowned fiercely.
When the truth was revealed, it was always bloody.
You think that reality is like a silver lining, but reality is forcing you into a dead end once again.
"So, CEO Wen, at the end of the day, I'm still the most reliable partner."
"…"
"Listen to me. Ling Han spent so much effort to get Pleasure back. This shows how much he values Pleasure. He would rather be cuckolded on the news to set a trap for you. You can imagine how much he hates this uncle of yours for setting him up."
Umbo's face alternated between green and white, and it took him a long time to regain his senses.
"So you still think that there's no possibility of cooperating with me? At the very least, I can sell it for a decent price, enough for you to gain a foothold in other cities. "
Hong Rizhang was pressuring him step by step, and Umbo was in a panic.
Su Nianhua's uncle's background information and the fake news sources had made him extremely distrustful of Su Nianhua. He didn't have time to think about whether he was related to Ling Han. He was full of thoughts. If this was really a trap set by Ling Han, he would still be a shareholder of Pleasure after signing the contract. At that time, he was afraid that it would be time for retribution.
"Okay, according to your previous price, I'm willing to sign the contract."
He gritted his teeth and finally relented.
He originally wanted to make a big profit and cast a long line to catch a big fish, but he didn't expect Venture Media to be so rich. They had their own ability to establish a foothold in Lanjiang City. Hong Rizhang wanted to buy Pleasure, and almost no one from other companies dared to compete with him. This made the Pleasure Group, a fat piece of meat, become a priceless existence.
"Signing the contract is not a problem, but the price …"
Hong Rizhang smiled and lowered his head to drink his tea.
"What do you mean?" Umbo's expression changed.
"I want a 10% discount from the previous price."
"Are you taking advantage of the situation?"
"I'm afraid it's a timely help."
Umbo's face was darker than the bottom of the pot. He got up, put on his shoes, and was about to leave.
Hong Rizhang's meaningful voice came from behind him.
"Mr. Wen, I advise you to close the deal at this price while I'm still in a good mood. Otherwise, when you think about this price, I won't be satisfied."
Umbo clenched his fingers, and his weathered face was full of anger.
"In your dreams."
The price that he had negotiated with Hong Rizhang was already far lower than the reference price in the previous evaluation report. Now, he was asking for a 10% discount. He was simply taking advantage of the situation.
Although Wen Bo was in a hurry to change Huan Yu to a big backer or a capable manager, he couldn't take this kind of humiliation.
With that, he left and got into the BMW that had been waiting for him at the door.
On the second floor of the villa in the western suburbs.
The evening wind blew across the balcony, blowing the curtains.
"Why aren't the windows closed? No wonder it's so cold."
A woman's coquettish voice came from the bed. "It's freezing to death."
The man on the bed put his arm around her shoulder and lowered his head.
"Are you cold? Why do I feel that you're warm and soft? It's not cold at all? "
The woman turned around and punched him in the chest.
"You're so annoying …"
"What do you hate?"
"I hate you."
"Did I make you uncomfortable just now?"
"You …"
Before the woman could refute, her chin was pinched. The man exerted force in his hand. She cried out in surprise, and there was a hint of astonishment in her eyes. She looked up and met his gaze.
It was full of lust.
The man in front of her was in his early forties, which was the time when his body was strong. He was slightly plump, but he was just the right amount of wealth. It was very comfortable to lean on his body.
Zhou Lan had been with Umbo since she was ten years old. Umbo was her first man. Now that she thought about it, her first man was such an old man with half his body buried in the ground. She was really unwilling.
"Comfortable, or uncomfortable?" Wen Siyuan asked in her ear.
She calculated in her heart and finally understood that life was still in her own hands. All these years, although Umbo had been good to her, he didn't leave her much savings. If one day he died, she would be old, and it would be even more difficult to find a backer.
Thinking of this, she pulled out her bare hands from the quilt and wrapped them around Wen Siyuan's neck. Her eyes moved. "What do you think?"
Her soft breasts were buried in his chest. They were as warm and soft as steamed buns that had just come out of the pot. Her skin was so tender that it could be broken by the wind. It could be seen that she had taken good care of herself all these years. She was only in her twenties and was still a young woman. However, her mature charm far exceeded that of women of her age.
Wen Siyuan only felt his entire body go numb, and his lower body instantly reacted. He laughed and pinched her waist, then cursed, "Vixen", turned over and pressed her down, and another round of sex.
At this time, Wen Siyuan turned over and got out of bed to smoke. Zhou Lan tidied up her clothes on the bed and tied her hair.
"Old Master should be back soon. I'll go change first so that he won't find out anything."
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