Chapter 533

Sitting opposite each other in the box, Wenbo just felt that the futon under him looked like a thorn and couldn't sit still.

He saw the contents in the folder at a glance and knew the fierce relationship. Hong Rizhang also worked hard to get the information.

If these information is true, it means that the transaction between him and Su Nianhua has failed.

"How can you be sure that I will believe those things you give? A few pieces of broken paper can stir up such a big acquisition. Hong Rizhang, are you thinking too easily?"

Hong Rizhang poured himself a cup of tea and looked relaxed,

"Business can't be benevolent and righteous. I'll give you a wake-up call. It's just for love's sake. I'm afraid you'll be cheated. If you suspect that there's anything false in the contents of the folder, just verify it. There's a lie. I'm beaten by thunder and lightning, and my wife and children can't die easily."

That's too serious.

Hong Rizhang looked at Wen Bo and smiled,

"Besides, since you are sitting here now, your meaning is very clear. Can you still use my mouth?"

Wen Bo's expression tightened, and his heart trembled, but he pretended not to move, and said in a deep voice,

"Even so, I traded with Su Nianhua. What's the matter? His price exceeds the market price of the evaluation report issued by the asset evaluation firm, and he promised to keep my shares for a long time after the acquisition of Huanyu Group. Such conditions are much better than those you offered."

Hong Rizhang did not change his face,

"Really? But do you think Ling Han's eyes can hold your sand after the previous affair?"

"What do you mean?"

"I mean, since the previous news and Su Nianhua's uncle abroad are all false pretences, it is he who nominally buys joy. Secretly, I'm afraid it's Ling Han?"

Wenbo frowned fiercely.

When the truth is revealed, it is always bloody.

You think the reality is bright, but in fact, the reality just forces you to have no way to go again.

"So president Wen, in a word, is the most reliable partner who knows the root and bottom."

“……”

"Listen to me, Ling Han spent so much effort to toss around and want to get back to entertainment, which shows how much he attaches importance to entertainment. He would rather be hooded on the news than set up a trap for you to drill. It is conceivable that he hates the things that your uncle framed him before."

Wenbo's face was blue and white for a while, and it took him a long time to recover.

"So do you still think that there is no possibility of cooperation with me? At least I can sell a good price, which is enough for you to gain a foothold in other cities."

Hong Rizhang pressed step by step, and Wen Bo was in chaos.

Uncle Su Nianhua's background information and the fake information sources of the news have made him extremely distrustful of Su Nianhua. It's too late to think about whether he has anything to do with Ling Han. He is full of it. If this is really a trap set by Ling Han, he will still be a happy shareholder after signing the contract. I'm afraid it's time to repay him badly.

"Well, according to your previous price, I am willing to sign the contract."

He gritted his teeth and finally loosened his mouth.

Originally, he wanted to make a lot of money and fish for a long time, but he didn't expect Rongfa media to be rich and powerful. Based on his own skills in Lanjiang City, Hong Rizhang wanted to buy Huanyu, and almost no other company dared to compete with him, which made Huanyu Group a valuable and marketable existence.

"No problem signing the contract, but the price..."

Hong Rizhang smiled and drank tea.

"What do you mean?" Wenbo's face changed.

"I ask for a 10% reduction from the previous price."

"You rob while the fire is burning?"

"I'm afraid it's a timely help."

Wen Bo's face was darker than the bottom of the pot. He got up, put on his shoes and left.

Hong Rizhang's meaningful voice came from behind,

"Mr. Wen, I advise you to make a deal at this price when I'm in a good mood, otherwise I'll have a long dream. Maybe when you figure out this price, I'm not satisfied."

Wenbo clenched his fingers, and his face was full of anger,

"You dream."

The price previously negotiated with Hong Rizhang is far lower than the reference price in the previous evaluation report of the firm. Now he still requires a 10% reduction, which is simply taking advantage of the fire.

Although Wen Bo is eager to change entertainment into a big backer or a capable operator, he can't stand this anger.

Leaving those three words, he shook his hand and left, and got on the BMW that had been waiting at the door.

The second floor of the villa in the western suburbs,

The wind in the evening blew over the balcony, blowing the curtains,

"Why are the windows open? No wonder it's so cold."

A woman's charming voice came from the bed, "frozen to death."

The man on the bed hugged her shoulder and bowed his head,

"Is it cold? Why do I think Wenxiang nephrite is gentle and rural, and it's not cold at all?"

The woman turned around and hit him on the chest,

"Hate..."

"What do you hate?"

"I hate you."

"I just served you. Are you uncomfortable?"

"You..."

Before the woman retorted, her chin was pinched, and the man's hand stiffened. She exclaimed with a little consternation in her eyes, and raised her eyes to his eyes.

Full of passion.

The man in front of him was in his early 40s, when he was in a strong body. His body was slightly fat, but it was just right. It was very comfortable to lean on him.

Zhou Lan followed Wenbo when she was ten years old. Wenbo was her first man. Now I want to come, my first man is such an old man whose half body is buried in the soil. It's really unwilling.

"Comfortable or uncomfortable?" Wen Siyuan's inquiry came to my ears.

She thought about it in her heart. After all, she wanted to understand that life was still in her own hands. Although Wen Bo had been good to her over the years, she didn't leave much savings for her. If one day he died and he was old, it would be even more difficult to find a backer.

Thinking of this, her bare hands pulled out of the quilt, climbed up Wen Siyuan's neck, and her eyes moved, "what do you say?"

The crisp chest is buried on his chest. It is soft like a steamed bun just coming out of the pot. It's steaming and the skin can be broken. It can be seen that she hasn't been less maintained these years. She is only in her twenties. She is still a young woman, but her mature charm is far more than those women of her age,

Wen Siyuan only felt numb all over, and there was an instant reaction under her body. He pinched her waist with a smile, and then scolded a "goblin" and turned over and pressed it, which was another cloud and rain.

At that time, Wen Siyuan rolled out of bed to smoke, and Zhou Lan tidied her clothes in bed, tying her hair and saying,

"The old man should come back later. I'll change my clothes first so that he won't find anything."