Liu Zihua patted his forehead helplessly, then handed the suitcase to Wu Bei and smiled: "Brother, the Hongyun Fund I mentioned to you before has agreed to lend money. These are 200! It may not be possible to solve all the problems at home, but at least it can solve the urgent problem. After I go back, I will discuss with the coal bosses to see if I can continue to allocate some money to us."

After taking the heavy suitcase, Wu Bei squeezed out a smile with emotion and said softly: "You brothers are my luck, all in my heart. When my brother gets better, I will introduce you to a few more luck funds with capital and interest!"

"Must get!"

Liu Zihua beat his chest twice and shrank his head cheerfully.

After a moment of greeting, Liu Zihua refused Wu Bei's farewell and left alone. Wu Bei stood at the leaking window and watched his brother look like black spots, his eyes red.

What about the "Hongyun Fund" of Laozi is just a guise that Liu Zihua has to make up money in order to take care of his brothers' face and to make Wu Bei feel at ease.

Both brothers and brothers are tacit.

"Get good, I have to get better, otherwise what should everyone do!"

Wu Bei clenched his fists and murmured.

In the past two days, he racked his brains to improve the dilemma of Hu Xiao Company, and interfered with Han Gensheng, and made a promise to repair Su Zhuo, hoping to give himself a chance to breathe. On that day, they fled from the Long Qin Group in a mess, which was indeed severely hurt, but at the same time, it also made Wu Bei truly understand how isolated he was.
Chapter completed!