Chapter 358 Zhao Taiwu's Troubles
While Li You was socializing with these Busan city officials, in the chairman's office on the top floor of the Zhao Group headquarters, only a dim desk lamp was emitting a faint light.
Zhao Rongbing sat at his desk, on which were scattered some documents and materials in a messy manner.
The light cast shadows of varying depths on Zhao Rongbing's face, and also projected half of Zhao Rongbing's face onto the wall, forming a shadowy silhouette.
Zhao Rongbing was a little annoyed, and he should be.
The document on the table was an analysis he had the Zhao Group team conduct, and the results were the same. If the Korean Peninsula develops in a centralized manner as Li You said, then the housing prices in Busan will be insignificant compared to those in Seoul in the future.
The phone rang, and Zhao Rongbing picked up the phone. His brows were furrowed, and his eyes flashed with obvious anxiety and irritability. "What's the matter?"
"Chairman Nim," Executive Cui's voice was steady and apologetic on the other end of the line, "Representative Nim is missing."
"Tai Yu?" Zhao Rongbing's anger rose again. "You bastard, you only know how to cause trouble."
"Don't worry about him." Zhao Rongbing hesitated for a moment, a little afraid that Zhao Taiwu would take the initiative to provoke Li You. "Bring him back. Don't let him leave the hospital ward before Li You leaves Busan. Let him recover there."
His fingers tapped lightly on the tabletop as he whispered the order.
After hanging up the phone, Zhao Rongbing coughed, but still lit a cigar. In the smoke, his eyes penetrated the glass window and looked at Busan at night.
In the distant harbor, the lights of ships twinkle, and even at night, the streets outside are still busy with cars and pedestrians.
No matter how hard Zhao Rongbing thought, he couldn't figure out how to deal with the situation that Li You described.
He couldn't help but exert force and broke the cigar in his hand.
This is the general trend of the Korean Peninsula. Busan cannot compare with Seoul.
If I want to make further progress in the real estate industry, I have no choice but to move to Seoul.
But now, if we want to enter the real estate industry in Seoul, Kinmen Real Estate is an unavoidable hurdle.
Zhao Rongbing has mixed feelings. He longs for greater success in the future, but is also wary of the uncertainty of the future situation.
At the Bay Hospital in Busan, Director Cui was sitting in the VIP ward, staring silently at the empty bed in front of him.
He didn't know what Zhao Taiwu was going to do now that his back was beaten like that.
Fortunately, Zhao Rongbing gave him an order to bring Zhao Taiwu back for recuperation.
Executive Cui sighed. He was really worried about their father-son relationship.
He looked at the people waiting on the side, "What are you standing there for? Go and bring the representative back."
"Manager Cui," the slender man in a black suit waiting, "if it means that Nim is unwilling."
As hunting dogs raised by the Zhao Group, they dared not offend Zhao Taiwu. Not only would they be beaten if they were not careful, but if they talked back, the situation would be even more serious.
What we need to do now is not to talk back, but to force Zhao Taiyu to be taken back to the hospital and locked up.
Zhao Rongbing, who gave the order, only needed to open his mouth, and these people were afraid that they would be liquidated at that time.
Executive Cui also understood the hesitation of the man in front of him. He sighed helplessly and said, "Call me when you find the person. I will talk to the representative and persuade him to go back."
In fact, he was not sure about it. The stimulated Zhao Taiwu's attitude towards him was only a little better.
The man frowned and asked, "Should we ask Zhang Daozhi and the others for help?"
Executive Cui thought for a while and shook his head. "He went to see Li You at noon today. I'm afraid he will fan the flames. It's better to just let you come."
He paused, "I will do my best to delay the time for you, but you also need to find the person as soon as possible. The places that the representatives often go to are only those few."
"I understand. Thank you, Mr. Cui." The man lowered his head and walked out of the ward. He lowered his voice and called his brothers, "Go find him. We don't need to bring him back."
The men in black suits waiting outside breathed a sigh of relief.
In fact, it is very simple to find people. They have done these things before. It is not the first time that Zhao Taiwu has gone out, but bringing people back is a difficult problem.
In the bar's underground private bar, lights flickered and neon lights swayed constantly, occasionally shining on Zhao Taiwu. Zhao Taiwu's well-defined face looked particularly gloomy in the interweaving of light and dark.
Zhao Taiwu sat on the dark red velvet sofa, tapping the wine glass with his fingers, a hint of annoyance flashing in his eyes from time to time.
Although people around him kept flattering him, Zhao Taiwu had seen these things many times and found their hypocrisy annoying.
Zhao Taiyu tried to calm down in the center. The people around him were full of compliments and laughter, but the wound on his back continued to cause him pain.
The playboys around didn't seem to notice this. They were either laughing or making noises, but they all deliberately surrounded the silent Zhao Taiwu, trying to become the center of the party.
"Brother Taiwu," a woman in a shoulder-baring dress approached Zhao Taiwu and tried to clink glasses with him with a frivolous smile.
Zhao Taiwu glanced at her. She was a well-known local model in Busan, with a nice face and figure.
Zhao Taiwu nodded slightly, but his eyes did not linger on her beautiful figure. Instead, he casually touched the wine glass and drank it all.
"Brother Taiwu, why are you in a bad mood?" The model sat next to Zhao Taiwu, but had no intention of leaning on him.
Everyone present could clearly smell the strong smell of medicine on his body. If it happened to touch the wound on his body, Zhao Taiwu would be in trouble given her temper.
In fact, Zhao Taiwu was like a pet kept by Zhao Rongbing in Busan, and the people around him were all actors who accompanied him in the play.
If we really talk about interpersonal relationships, Zhao Taiwu is definitely a guy who makes people feel uncomfortable.
But even so, with the Zhao Group behind him, no one dares to touch his reverse scale easily, and they even have to keep trying to make him forget his troubles.
The calmer Zhao Taiwu was, the more afraid they were, because this calm could be broken by a storm at any time.
He drank alone and didn't say anything.
The model next to her stiffened a little. She swallowed quietly, not knowing how to proceed.
"Well," an older dude came over with a woman in his arms, "would you like some?"
He took out a bag of white objects from the chest of the woman in his arms, "If you feel bad, give me some."
Only then did Zhao Taiwu raise his eyelids, wave his hand, and catch the thing thrown by the playboy.
"Is it Zhang Daozhi's product?"
"It's his," the dandy said when he saw Zhao Taiwu finally stopped drinking and started talking, "but it seems that there are no new ones recently. This is what I left last time."
Zhao Taiwu tore open the package, picked up some with his fingers and tasted it, with a look of disgust on his face, "It has become this kind of rubbish since last year."
(End of this chapter)
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