Xu Ziyu was in no mood to coax her, and didn't even give her any money, and just told Wang Qian to get out.
After everyone left, Xu Jing's eyes turned cold. He looked at Mo Zechuan and said, "If I were your lover, my fate wouldn't be much better than Wang Qian's."
"How could that be? I won't hit you." Mo Zechuan hurriedly pulled the person to sit next to him and promised solemnly: "If I'm mean to you again next time, you can hit me hard, okay?"
"No." Xu Jing was speechless. He was not a pervert and would not play with these things.
"If there's nothing else, let's go first." Xu Jing said, "Master Xu, you can take your time."
If you stay any longer, you might get into trouble.
Mo Zechuan was about to pull someone out when Xu Ziyu snorted coldly, "Wait, this matter is definitely related to you."
Xu Ziyu hasn't offended anyone recently. The only person he really offended is Zhou Jinxi.
Even though he was using the recording to scare him, Xu Ziyu wasn't afraid. What was scary was that he would whisper in his ear and find someone to back him up, which would put him in a difficult position.
"You stay here until the matter is fully investigated."
Xu Jing looked at Mo Zechuan, who said, "Old Xu, you're going a bit too far. You've done so many immoral things, it's only natural that you should suffer some retribution."
"Damn it, who did I do these wicked things for? Have you forgotten?"
Xu Ziyu really had good intentions but ended up throwing them away.
I have never seen such a person who takes advantage of others and acts like a good boy. It really makes me angry to death.
"You're going to compensate me for the loss of 500 million?"
Xu Jing was feeling a bit hungry, so he ordered some snacks and noodle soup and asked the waiter to serve them quickly.
While they were arguing, he opened the software to trade stocks and turned 400,000 into 600,000 in half an hour.
Xu Jing thought the risk of stock trading was too small, so he used futures leverage.
As a result, the two people who were still arguing were stunned when they saw the colorful things.
Xu Ziyu stared at him with wide eyes as he quickly went in and out, turning six hundred thousand into one million.
"Holy shit." Xu Ziyu rubbed his eyes, thinking he was seeing things because of his old age. "Are you playing a stock market simulation?"
Otherwise, how can you make so much money?
"Offline futures." Xu Jing closed the account before 3:00 PM and received 1.1 million. "I was lucky today, I made a profit."
"Oh my god, if you have this ability, do you still need money from Mo Zechuan and Ning Su?"
Xu Ziyu was speechless. How could one easily support the entire family without any worries?
"Mo Zechuan, where did you find this treasure? It's a shame you didn't go on to study finance."
If he had already established a venture capital company to give his baby some practice, he would have been happy to give him this technology to play with. Why dance? He can make money faster by laundering money than dancing.
Just as I was thinking about it, the phone rang. "It was done by the Ning family."
Xu Ziyu's face suddenly became long. Just now he envied Zhou Jinxi for being a treasure, but now he thinks she is a disaster.
After hanging up the phone, Xu Ziyu wanted to beat Zhou Jinxi up to vent his anger without thinking.
Mo Zechuan saw that something was wrong and immediately stood in front of him, saying, "Old Xu, what's wrong?"
"You should ask Zhou Jinxi what kind of whispering he gave to Ning Su that ruined my 500 million yuan business. He's really good."
Xu Ziyu gnashed his teeth in hatred. If it was a business competitor, he might have been able to retain him. But since his qualifications couldn't pass the review, it was clearly a political issue. How could he fight against the Ning family, who were in power?
Most of his former connections relied on the Ning family for protection, and now that they had stabbed him in the back, he couldn't say anything. He could only smile and lean closer, hoping Ning Su would go easy on him. Perhaps, for the sake of their past friendship, let him go.
He was polite to Ning Su, but he was not in a good mood towards Zhou Jinxi who was standing behind Ning Su. "Get out of the way! If I don't break both of his legs today, I'm not surnamed Xu."
A quarter's revenue from a 500 million yuan business was wiped out by his one sentence. He's truly screwed and devastated. If I don't kill him today, he'll be damned.
"Get out of the way." Xu Jing was afraid of hurting innocent people by mistake, and he also wanted to beat Xu Ziyu to vent his anger.
Since he offered himself to him, his counterattack could be considered self-defense.
"Xiao Zhou." Mo Zechuan's face showed worry. At the insistence of the two, he moved aside. Just as he was thinking about whether to call 120 in advance, he saw Xu Ziyu's hand turned into a fist and hit Xiao Zhou in the face. "Be careful."
Before he could finish his words, Xu Jing grabbed Xu Ziyu's hand with a bone-breaking hand and elbowed him, causing him pain.
Before he could fight back, he was beaten up badly.
It was so fast that one couldn't even see his movements. Pain came from all directions and almost crippled him.
Xu Jing's legs pressed down on his legs, pinning him down tightly. Xu Ziyu fell to his knees on the ground with a thud. After his legs touched the ground, he felt pain all over his body, and his bones were about to fall apart.
"Stop it." Xu Ziyu saw the fierce fist about to fall on his waist and abdomen again, and hurriedly grinned to stop his hand. Unexpectedly, his hand was twisted into a doughnut before it even stretched out. "Oh, you are so cruel."
Due to inertia, he fell to the ground, gasping in pain.
Seeing this, the waiter wanted to call the police, but Mo Zechuan quickly said, "Let's just exchange martial arts, don't call the police. Bring the refreshments quickly."
God damn, let's exchange martial arts.
It was obvious that he was beaten unilaterally the entire time. He was knocked down without even having a chance to reach out. He felt pain all over his body and felt like his whole body was worn out, and his energy and spirit were also drained.
"Are you convinced?" Xu Jing looked down at him, pressing his foot on his waist and back, making him cry out in pain. He said, "Xiao Zhou, move your leg. Let's talk properly. Take your foot away."
"Apologize to me." Xu Jing had just vented half of his anger. If he was as stubborn as Mo Zechuan, he wouldn't mind beating him up to make him surrender, so that he wouldn't harm others again.
"Okay, okay. I was wrong." Xu Ziyu hadn't been beaten since graduating from college. The long-lost pain came over him, and he could hardly bear it. "Master Zhou, please retract your legs and let me go, okay?"
"Hmph." Xu Jing pulled his legs back. Just then, the waiter arrived with refreshments and noodle soup. He and Mo Zechuan each had a bowl and ate side by side.
Seeing Xu Ziyu, who had been beaten into submission by him, staggering towards him, Xu Jing narrowed his eyes and put down his chopsticks. "Still want to be beaten?"
"No more fighting." Xu Ziyu went to the bathroom to wash his face and undressed to take a look.
Damn, his whole body is covered with bruises, and I can’t see any wounds, let alone bleeding.
Since there were no wounds, how could he be in so much pain that he was almost dying?
He wiped his body with a towel, still grimacing in pain.
After quickly packing up, he went out and saw the two of them finishing their noodles and about to leave. Xu Ziyu hurriedly called out to them, "Wait for me. At least pay for the noodles before you leave."
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