When they left, the owner was all smiles, and warmly welcomed them to come again next time.

There were too many hot pots, so Gu Yanzhi called Gu Yanlin and asked him to buy a refrigerated truck and bring it over to load everything up.

After loading the hotpot into the truck, the three of them found a secluded spot, avoiding surveillance cameras. Gu Yanzhi then stored the hotpot in his spatial storage and drove the refrigerated truck back to the residential area. This surprised the security guard at the gate; he wondered why wealthy people were so enigmatic – liking luxury cars wasn't unusual, but refrigerated trucks were too.

On the third day, Gu Yanzhi, who was still asleep early in the morning, heard a piercing doorbell ring.

Although Song Zhao answered the doorbell immediately, the jarring sound still woke Gu Yanzhi up.

Gu Yanzhi yawned as he came out of the bedroom and asked, "Who is it?"

"Don't come out barefoot next time!" Seeing Gu Yanzhi walking barefoot on the cold floor, Song Zhao quickly grabbed slippers for him to put on. While helping him put them on, she said, "Security downstairs, Gu Qiang and Gu Li are here. They're probably here to discuss the shares."

"Oh, then I'll go back. You can discuss it with them. I don't want to see them." Gu Yanzhi turned and went back to her bedroom. She was afraid that if she saw Gu Qiang, she would lose control of her murderous impulse.

"Okay, do you want to have breakfast? Go wash up first, and I'll bring it to your room." Song Zhao got up at 7 a.m., ordered breakfast, and kept it warm in the pot for Gu Yanzhi to eat together.

"Okay, thank you, Brother Zhao." Gu Yanzhi turned to Song Zhao and smiled, which stunned Song Zhao.

That's great. Gu Yanzhi has been so worried these past few days, and he's not in a good mood except when eating. It's been several days since Song Zhao has seen Gu Yanzhi smile so brightly, and her tense heart immediately relaxed.

"Bang bang bang bang..." The knocking sound brought Song Zhao back to reality.

However, he didn't immediately respond to the knocking. Instead, he brought the breakfast into the room and set it out before opening the door.

As soon as she entered, Gu Li complained, "Xiao Zhao, what are you doing? We've been knocking on the door for ages and you didn't hear us!"

"They probably fooled our Gu family's little princess and got too cocky, no wonder they don't respect us poor relatives anymore," Li Hong said sarcastically, joining Gu Li in the conversation.

Originally, Li Hong thought she could get the shares without spending a penny, but now she not only has to empty her family's savings, but her sister-in-law is also getting involved. Li Hong is filled with resentment.

"If you're not here to discuss shares, please leave," Song Zhao said coldly.

Having learned that Gu's parents had been murdered by these people, Song Zhao now disliked them and wished he could kill them. However, he managed to keep his expression well, preventing anyone from noticing anything amiss.

"Of course we're here to discuss shares. Song Zhao, let's make it 10 billion. Our family and Auntie will buy it together. That way, we won't let our Gu family's assets fall into the hands of outsiders. You're getting a good deal, you thief." Gu Yanqi also came over, and before Gu Qiang could speak, Gu Yanqi spoke first, his tone full of superiority and disdain.

"Please leave," Song Zhao said calmly, taking a sip of his tea.

"Smack!"

Gu Qiang slapped Gu Yanqi on the back of the head: "Apologize to your brother Song Zhao."

"I'm sorry," Gu Yanqi said reluctantly.

From a young age, he disliked Song Zhao. Even though he was a member of the Gu family, his uncle and aunt treated this outsider much better than him. Therefore, when the Gu couple couldn't see, Gu Yanqi often bullied Song Zhao. But he only verbally bullied her, afraid Song Zhao would complain, and dared not actually lay a hand on her.

"Second Uncle, have you thought this through?"

Song Zhao ignored Gu Yanqi and looked directly at Gu Qiang. Gu Yanqi, feeling ignored, cursed inwardly once more.

“Xiao Zhao, although your brother Yan Qi’s tone was a bit harsh, he was telling the truth. Our family really can’t come up with 20 billion. Your aunt and I chipped in, and we can only manage 10 billion at most. How about we leave it at that, or maybe we can leave you with more shares?” Gu Qiang said.

“Yes, yes, Xiao Zhao, let’s make it a hundred. It’s not a small amount. If my older brother and sister-in-law were here, they would definitely agree,” Gu Li quickly added from the side.

Song Zhao glanced at Gu Qiang sideways and said casually, "I already said it last time, it's 20 billion. Today is the deadline. If Second Uncle and Aunt don't have the money, then don't waste each other's time. I've already negotiated with President Zhang."