Bo Lin paused and accidentally touched the red button.
[Thanks for your attention: The Ordinary Great Painter].
Forget it, just follow it. He won’t read it again anyway.
After smoking a cigarette and enjoying the breeze for a while, Bo Lin's irritability was mostly dissipated.
Lying in bed, sleepiness gradually came over him, and the thought that he had suppressed appeared again.
Xie Zhiwei should be the same as him, both below, right?
Hua Jian received a call from Xie Zhiwei just after the last class on Friday.
"Brother, are you looking for me?"
"I'm at the south gate of your school. Let's have dinner together."
He hung up after he finished speaking without giving Hua Jian a chance to refuse.
Qi Fanling's class starts at 2 o'clock. It is now 11:45. Hua Jian calculates the time and walks quickly towards the south gate.
From Imperial Capital University to the dining place, Hua Jian and Xie Zhiwei had no communication because Xie Zhiwei was always on the phone.
Xie Zhiwei listened attentively, and Hua Jian understood some clues from his occasional answers.
【I see. 】
Xie Zhiwei was almost done with his call when he suddenly heard the voice of the boy next to him.
He looked over calmly, and the boy turned his head to look outside, but words kept coming out of his mind.
Interest flashed in Xie Zhiwei's eyes. Last time, this kid helped Zhiyan find the surveillance video, which was a big help to Zhiyan.
Could it be that he knows something else besides family matters?
[Isn't this the first calculation that led to the Xie family's bankruptcy? ]
The smile on Xie Zhiwei's face froze instantly.
Xie Zhiwei approached Lu Zexi about collaborating, but Lu Zexi refused because he needed too much working capital and the Xie family had several projects just starting that needed funding. Xie Zhiwei had no choice but to agree to cooperate with Shen Ling.
"Mr. Xie, are you still listening? Would you mind signing the contract with Mr. Shen this afternoon? Mr. Shen's financial department said that if we sign the contract, we can get 2 billion into our public account today. Mr. Xie? Hello?"
The inquiry on the phone sounded a little distant.
Hua Jian became more and more angry as he spoke.
[Common sense suggests that Xie Zhiwei's approach is correct. Finding several capable partners is crucial; after all, all eggs shouldn't be put in one basket. However, the problem is that Shen Ling isn't a good person. He invested 2 billion yuan in the project on the first day of the partnership, seemingly solving the Xie family's pressing needs, but in reality, he's dragging them into a fire pit!]
[Who would have thought that Shen Ling was the outcast of the Shen family? His 2 billion was all black money from cross-border transactions! Sigh! The poor Xie family was ruined by that bastard Shen Ling...]
Xie Zhiwei's head was buzzing.
For this project, he believed that the most ideal partner was naturally Lu Zexi.
But just the day before yesterday, Lu Zexi told Xie Zhiwei that he and his partner Bo Lin were not very interested in this project.
Although Xie Zhiwei was disappointed, it was also expected.
At this time, Shen Ling from the second branch of the wealthy Shen family in the imperial capital found him and wanted to cooperate with him.
He had no good feelings towards Shen Ling, the dandy boy.
But Shen Ling repeatedly said that he was only responsible for paying the money and he would not be involved in any business matters. Only then did Xie Zhiwei investigate some of Shen Ling's affairs.
He had just separated from Shen Ling half an hour ago and agreed to sign the contract in the afternoon.
But how did Hua Jian know these private matters?
"Brother, are you okay? You look terrible."
Hua Jian frowned and opened the window a little.
Xie Zhiwei had a gloomy expression on his face as he just stared at Hua Jian.
Hua Jian was puzzled: "Brother?"
At this time, they arrived at the place to eat. When the car stopped, Hua Jian heard Xie Zhiwei say quietly: "Get off the car and eat by yourself. I have something to go."
"ah?"
A minute later, Hua Jian was left alone in the parking lot of a private restaurant, watching Xie Zhiwei's car drive away.
"Are you sick?" Hua Jian scratched her head impatiently. "You asked me out for dinner but stood me up..."
'Ding.'
The cell phone rang, Hua Jian opened it with a bitter look, and then he opened his eyes wide.
[Didu Bank] On x/x/xx, Sun xx transferred 0.00 yuan to your account ending in 9966, and your balance is 0.18 yuan.
He immediately beamed, "Pah, Xie Zhiwei isn't sick, I'm the one who's sick. Tsk tsk tsk, I stood you up and gave you 100,000 yuan in pocket money. I made a profit! I made a profit!"
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