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ZN, Xing Minggao had been waiting in the office for a long time.
The door opened, and Ji Zhinan walked out. Xing Minggao quickly stood up and said, "Zhinan."
Ji Zhinan put his bag down and sat opposite Xing Minggao, saying, "Uncle Xing, just say what's on your mind."
"It's still about that piece of land." Xing Minggao's expression was quite solemn: "As you instructed, I personally called to reply, but their meaning was very clear: they don't want to waste time competing with others, and they are willing to pay double the price that others are offering to win the mining rights from us."
Ji Zhinan understood, and she smiled faintly.
"It seems that our oilfield is still a hot commodity."
“Since they’re willing to pay double, someone else must be willing to pay triple. Uncle Xing, just refuse. I’m a man of strong principles, and I can’t stand people who try to bribe their way in. If you want something, let’s compete fairly.”
Xing Minggao looked at her without saying a word.
Ji Zhinan stared at him and asked, "What's wrong?"
“You little brat…” Xing Minggao didn’t know what to say, so he sighed and shook his head: “You’re a stubborn one too.”
He realized that this girl was determined to fight that Mr. Gu to the bitter end.
Ji Zhinan smiled but didn't say anything, a typical smiling tiger.
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At night, a cold wind was blowing. A private jet circled over Beijing and slowly landed at a private airport.
The plane door opened, and a figure stepped out.
The streetlights on both sides of the airport were on, and their light shone on him.
His long legs were encased in black suit trousers, straight and slender. Unlike his subordinates who were dressed in suits, he wore only a thin shirt on his upper body.
His white shirt accentuated his good physique, and the collar was loosened by two buttons, giving him a slightly lazy look.
Above that was a breathtakingly handsome face, with sword-like eyebrows, deep-set eyes, and features so striking they seemed to be able to steal one's soul.
The black Rolls-Royce parked at the airport had been waiting there for a long time, and subordinates in black suits came forward to greet it.
"Mr. Gu."
The man lazily replied, "Mm."
His face was troubled, and he seemed about to say something but couldn't.
“Mr. Gu… that piece of land is probably not so easy to acquire. Xing Minggao, the person in charge of ZN, doesn’t give us any face at all. Even if we offer double the price, they won’t budge.”
The back door of the Rolls-Royce opened, and the man was about to get in when he heard the voice, so he stopped, turned his head, and saw those sharp black eyes staring at him.
The subordinate trembled under that gaze and immediately lowered his head, not daring to look directly at him.
"Shirakawa." The man's thin lips parted slightly.
The subordinate named Shirakawa lowered his head even further: "Sir."
"I never listen to reasons for failure."
Upon hearing this, Shirakawa's heart skipped a beat: "I understand, sir. That piece of land must be ours."
The man gave a curt reply, looked away, and got into the car.
Shirakawa immediately closed the car door, opened the passenger door of the Rolls-Royce, and got in.
The car quickly left the private airport and gradually returned to silence.
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"Dad! Are you crazy? Xiaxia is your own granddaughter! How could you send her to a mental hospital!"
In the Ji family's living room, Madam Ji glared and shouted at Old Master Ji.
The old man's face was grim as he stared at Ji Pengfei, who was sitting on the sofa: "Did you teach your wife to talk like that?"
Ji Pengfei had a terrible expression on his face. He stood next to Madam Ji and joined in opposing the old man.
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