Two years ago, Su Tianqi got into an Audi A8 with a satisfied expression. This was a car he bought specially for himself. Of course, in his words, he chose this car to keep a low profile.

In the document box at Su Tianqi's hand, there were two quotations - two quotations with widely different prices.

The price difference between the two quotations is enough to support Su Tianqi to live without worries for several lifetimes.

However, how could Su Tianqi, who had lofty ideals, be willing to be like a second-generation ancestor who was sitting on nothing? Although he was a second-generation ancestor himself, he also had ideals and beliefs. Wang Zheng's stimulating and seductive words released a wave of emotions in Su Tianqi's heart.

He knows that under the shadow of the Su family, he will never have his own reputation. If he wants to surpass Su Tianran, he must leave the Su family and create his own career.

Opening the file box, taking out the quotation, and looking at the numbers on it, a smile appeared on Su Tianqi's lips.

Su Fuhua was busy dealing with Wang Zheng and had no intention of intervening in the company's affairs. Su Tianqi actually made the decision on such a large acquisition without anyone reporting it or even consulting with his father, Su Nanguo. Although the final contract

He hasn't signed it yet, but he is already satisfied with Lewandoff's offer.

Perhaps, ever since Su Fuhua worked so hard to establish the Su family, no one could have imagined that Su Tianqi could complete such a seemingly impossible acquisition task with just one stroke of his pen.

This is simply too funny.

Standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling window of the conference room of Chang'an Hotel, Lewandoff held up a telescope and watched Su Tianqi's car disappear from his sight. He smiled and said: "Because of Su Tianqi, an outstanding comrade, we completed this matter extremely smoothly.

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"To you, I am an outstanding comrade-in-arms, but to the Su family, I am a pig-like teammate." A woman wearing a white slim-fitting windbreaker appeared in the conference room at some point, with a beige hat on her head.

Wearing a wide-brimmed straw hat and letting her hair fall down smoothly, although it is not too exposed, her extremely hot figure is displayed without any reservation. It is fashionable and exquisite, exuding an extremely charming flavor.

"Miss Mingqi, all this is your fault." Lewandoff smiled meaningfully: "I think Wang Zheng will be very happy when he finds out."

"It's too early to talk about credit now. The matter has not reached the final step. We cannot take it lightly anyway." Zhang Mingqi shook his head: "Mr. Lewan, please send someone to keep an eye on Su Tianqi to prevent any accidents."

"I understand, you Chinese people have an old saying, which is to be careful when sailing a thousand years." Lewandoff said: "I have arranged for people to follow. Su Tianqi is our biggest financial backer, we must protect him, haha.

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"Well, I hope everything goes well." Zhang Mingqi was silent for a while before saying.

This was a choice she made for Wang Zheng and for herself. Even if this choice seemed so risky, she didn't care. Zhang Mingqi's starting point was simple. She felt it was worth it and that was enough.

Lewandoff looked at his watch and said, "I think I have to make an appointment to meet with Wang Zheng."

Zhang Mingqi nodded: "You really should meet."

At this time, Wang Zheng was on his way back to the capital from Xishan.

Along the way, the three of them didn't speak, perhaps because Duanmu Yichen's death had such a huge impact on them.

A generation of great masters fell like this, which made these martial arts practitioners feel a little sad.

"I want to drink." Zhang Xuan suddenly said.

"Me too." Surprisingly, Xiao Chenyu, who had always been taciturn, nodded.

Wang Zheng remained silent and drove the car directly to the open-air food stall on the roadside.

In Wang Zheng's opinion, the open-air food stalls in the summer evening are the most life-like places. However, although it is early spring at this time, the smell wafting from the food stalls is still alluring.

When you kill someone, you have to drink some strong alcohol to make it spicy.

Wang Zheng, as usual, ordered a few spicy stir-fries and a box of Little Muxian.

Three people wanted to fill a box of 56-degree wine, and the waiters at the food stalls were stunned.

Wang Zheng opened a bottle, filled it up for the two people opposite him, then held up the bottle and said, "Let's do it."

"Why do you blow from a bottle and we drink from cups?"

Zhang Xuan was unhappy, so he put his wine glass in front of Wang Zheng, took the bottle from the other man's hand, raised his neck and took a big gulp regardless.

"It feels so good!" Zhang Xuan shouted with satisfaction as he felt the hot liquor rolling into his stomach.

At this moment, a man sat on the table behind Wang Zheng. As soon as this man sat down, he impatiently called the waiter over and ordered a table full of dishes.

"Sir, there are... a lot of dishes. Can you finish them?" The waiter was a little curious. This man didn't look fat, and he ordered ten dishes by himself.

"Whether I can finish it or not is my business. I am happy to spend money, do you care about it?" The man said extremely impatiently: "Don't talk nonsense, please serve me food quickly!"

"Can't you just talk nicely? Why do you have to be so aggressive?" The waiter was unhappy with being scolded and retorted.

"Are you looking for death?" The man picked up the wine glass on the table and threw it to the ground.

This kind of fiery temper is very rare in the current capital. He would get into a fight if he disagreed. Well, wasn't this Wang Zheng's past style?

Of course, Wang Daguan now thinks that he is an elegant person who has escaped from vulgar taste, and will never do such a low-priced thing.

"If you break a cup, you'll pay ten yuan." This little waiter is quite talented. He looks young, but he's very courageous. He doesn't buy into this fiery temper at all.

"Are you looking for death? I'm going to make a fuss when I eat here!" The man stood up and kicked the table over!

"This is definitely a mentally retarded person who has been stimulated." Zhang Xuan was a little unhappy when his peaceful drinking session was interrupted. He did not deliberately suppress his voice, so the hot-tempered man heard it clearly.

"What did you say? Say it again?" The man turned his face and suddenly showed a cold smile.

Zhang Xuan suddenly felt as if he was being stared at by a poisonous snake, and that look in his eyes made people feel extremely uncomfortable.

But Zhang Xuan still thinks that he is the king of cold weapons in China. How could he be threatened like this? Now that Wang Zheng and Xiao Chenyu are around, wouldn't he be too cowardly if he didn't react?

So Zhang Xuan picked up the stool next to him and threw it at the hot-tempered man without any grace or restraint!

But this time it didn't hit the ground firmly, because the stool was gently stopped halfway by a hand stretched out out of thin air.

It's Wang Zheng.
Chapter completed!