Qiao Junzhu looked at him coldly: "How much did you take?"
Hu Hongqing chuckled, his smile somewhat lewd, and then gestured a number with his hand.
"This number."
"Eight million?"
"Yes, if you agree to help with this, you'll get more, not less."
Seeing Hu Hongqing's excitement, Qiao Junzhu became somewhat interested.
"Oh? Brother Hu, would you mind revealing who this friend of yours is? So generous, just to fire a lowly translator? And what did Song Mai do to offend him that made him so furious?"
Without blinking, Hu Hongqing opened a bottle of imported liquor worth five figures, poured himself half a glass, then took another glass, poured some more liquor, and pushed it in front of Qiao Junzhu.
"Manager Qiao, don't ask about this. Since the person who paid is generous, we who received the money should also be quick and efficient in getting things done. After that, whatever happens is none of our business."
Qiao Junzhu picked up the glass of wine, looked at it, and ultimately didn't drink a drop.
“I know your friend is generous, but if you’re asking someone for a favor, you have to be sincere. If you’re not willing to say anything, how can I trust you and your friend? Even if you put money in my hand, I won’t feel at ease taking it.”
Hu Hongqing didn't speak immediately. Instead, he looked Qiao Junzhu up and down. Seeing that Qiao Junzhu seemed genuine, he said, "I can only tell you that the person who asked you for help has a deep grudge against Song Mai. As for anything else, I really can't say anything more. You don't need to rush to give me an answer. Think about it carefully tonight. Actually, it's not difficult to handle. It's just a matter of your word. As long as you agree, it can be done quickly. Just give me an answer before you leave work tomorrow."
"Once the matter is settled, the rewards will be readily offered. Just tell me what you want, and I'll do my best to fulfill it."
Upon hearing this, Qiao Junzhu picked up the glass of wine, smelled it, and then took a small sip.
"Your friend is quite sentimental. I'll go back and think about it. It's getting late, so I'll be going now."
"So early?"
Hu Hongqing raised his hand and glanced at the time on his wristwatch; it was not yet ten o'clock.
He had invited a whole room full of beautiful women and prepared so much for him, yet he was able to resist the temptation and leave so decisively.
Qiao Junzhu didn't even raise her head.
"It's getting late. If you don't go back soon, your wife won't let you in. You should enjoy yourself. By the way, the wine is good."
As soon as he finished speaking, the door to the private room was closed, and the room was filled with the sound of dancing music.
The smile on Qiao Junzhu's face vanished the moment the door closed. His eyes were as deep and dark as the ocean at night, vast and turbulent, concealing countless dangers.
He couldn't understand why Song Mai wasn't arranged to come in by Assistant Lu.
Who exactly did they offend?
That person was willing to spend so much just to drive Song Mai out of Yunxing.
Moreover, since that person knew Song Mai had joined Yunxing, yet still dared to do these things in private, did he not take Yunxing seriously? Or did he not know the relationship between Song Mai, Assistant Lu, and that man, so he thought she was just an ordinary employee and that if she did things cleanly, nothing would happen?
After a while, Qiao Junzhu suddenly chuckled softly.
It's surprising that Song Mai is such a complicated person.
The next morning, Song Mai went to the company early to handle her work.
In two days, she will be going on a business trip with the project team. In the past two days, Ji Fenghe has given her some work related to the company and the export to the Western Company on the 2nd of the month.
She needs to finish her work quickly in the next couple of days, otherwise she probably won't have time to deal with it when she goes on her business trip to the West.
After putting her things down in the office, Qiao Junzhu went to the top floor of the company building.
He happened to arrive during a high-level meeting, and it took him quite a while for the meeting room door to open. Then, the group's senior executives, each with a different expression, walked out of the meeting room, and finally, Assistant Lu followed Chu Xing out.
The man's complexion was not good, and a cold aura emanated from him, with an alarmingly low atmosphere.
Although Qiao Junzhu didn't know what had just happened in the conference room, she could tell from the man's expression that the meeting must have gone badly.
As the man passed by Qiao Junzhu, he paused for a moment and then glanced at him.
"What's up?"
The man seemed to emanate a chill from his body. Qiao Junzhu felt a coldness as soon as he got a few steps closer, causing him to shiver involuntarily and his smile to freeze.
"I... I have something to discuss with Assistant Lu."
"Um."
Chu Xing didn't look at him again and walked towards the president's office.
Assistant Lu breathed a sigh of relief when he saw the office door was closed.
This guy threw a huge tantrum during the meeting just now. I don't know who offended him or what the unpleasant thing was, but the atmosphere was so tense first thing in the morning. Not to mention the senior executives of the group, even he, sitting next to them, felt terrified.
He thought Qiao Junzhu was looking for Master Yun. When he saw Master Yun ask him a question, Assistant Lu's heart jumped into his throat. He silently mourned for him, thinking that another person was going to suffer today.
Unexpectedly, he didn't come to see Master Yun, but to see me.
"What do you want from me?"
Although Qiao Junzhu had always secretly suspected that Song Mai's real connection was not Assistant Lu but that man.
But this was just speculation, without any evidence. So after actually experiencing what happened last night, he thought about it and decided not to tell Chu Xing directly. Instead, he told Assistant Lu about Hu Hongqing's offer of help.
Sure enough, after hearing his words, Assistant Lu's face immediately turned gloomy and ugly.
Did he say who asked him to contact you to do this?
Qiao Junzhu shook her head: "I asked him, but he was unwilling to reveal anything. He only said that the person who asked him for help had a deep grudge against Miss Song Mai's lover, and he wouldn't say anything more."
"Okay, I understand. You did a good job. Keep an eye on Hu Hongqing's movements and see if you can get any other information out of him."
"I know what's going on, but should I pretend to agree to help him first?"
Assistant Lu hesitated for a moment, not answering immediately, but glancing in the direction of the president's office before speaking:
"Go back first, I'll give you an answer later."
"good."
After saying that, Assistant Lu walked towards the president's office without looking back.
A look of understanding appeared in Qiao Junzhu's eyes.
As he suspected, Assistant Lu was just a helper; the one who truly conveyed the requests and intentions was that man. Song Mai's connection to him wasn't Assistant Lu, but Master Yun.
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