In an elegant private room on the second floor, an elderly man and a young man sat facing each other, the atmosphere somewhat somber.

Liu Zhenxing looked Su Wu up and down and nodded repeatedly.

"He's someone important. Tell me, what do you want?"

"It's not about what I want, it's about what you want."

Su Wu remained calm and composed, neither arrogant nor humble, showing no regard for the other party as some important figure.

Liu Zhenxing was surprised to see that the young man was not intimidated by his aura, and began to look at him in a different light.

However, he was a big shot in Tianjin, so how could he easily bow his head?

He said in a deep voice, "Have your friend return the money, and we'll call it even. You can continue operating the beverage factory."

Upon hearing this, Su Wu revealed a disdainful smile.

"It's your incompetence that you lost the money. Besides, he has a broken leg. 10 million is not a lot."

"Kid, do you know how harsh you are with your words? Your dad and I have known each other for a long time. There's no need for things to get so tense."

Liu Zhenxing maintained his momentum, showing no intention of backing down in his words.

Su Wu knew that he was testing him, testing his bottom line.

That's just how businessmen are; they always strive for maximum profit.

He lit a cigarette with some impatience and leaned back in his chair.

“You should know exactly what happened. If you hadn’t been greedy, things wouldn’t have turned out this way, so if you want to talk, then talk properly.”

Liu Zhenxing realized that he really couldn't control Su Wu, and he couldn't help but feel a little irritated.

This was the first time he had ever felt so humiliated in front of young people.

He scoffed, "You think you can do anything to me with those things? Don't be so naive."