Just as Zuo Weimin was about to reveal Lu Feng's true identity, he suddenly thought that this information might be worth some money, and said, "I can assure you that he is a fake. Also, you will be informed in a while that the project has failed and will be returned in full."
Jin Sanye's mind raced, his breathing quickened, and he asked alertly, "Is he one of Zou Xiongfei's men?"
"It shouldn't be. Things here are complicated. Your 100,000 yuan will only buy you this much information." Zuo Weimin picked up his bag and prepared to leave.
"Who else did you tell this news to?"
"Whoever pays, I'll sell to. Qian Zhongnan's money just arrived. By the way, Third Master, if your factory's cash flow dries up, I can invest. 300,000, sell me half. Think about it!"
Zuo Weimin laughed loudly as he left the house.
Jin Sanye sat there, his face turning purple. He had spent his whole life trying to make a living, and this was the result. He was being held in the hands of Zuo Weimin. He still had a chance.
As long as Qian Zhongnan is unaware of the news, he can make arrangements in advance. Zou Xiongfei can disperse them, and he can take the opportunity to target Qian Zhongnan's factory.
Although I don't have much money right now, I can still raise a considerable amount by selling my house and car, and maybe even make a profit from it. The key is that the news absolutely cannot be spread.
A sinister glint flashed in Jin Sanye's eyes as he shouted at the waiter, "Bring Erhu over here."
A few minutes later, a burly man walked in and looked at Master Jin, saying, "Master Jin, you were looking for me?"
"Go out and do me a favor. Zuo Weimin has had a few drinks and is driving into the city." Master Jin hesitated for a moment, then said coldly, "Run him over!"
Inside the fourteenth-floor Western restaurant, Lu Feng ate his meal while gazing out the window. The bright moon was so clear, and the starry sky was indescribably beautiful.
"The New Year is just over a month away, aren't you going back?" Bai Yuanfang asked casually as he ate his meal with his head down.
"I have to go back, I will go back, let's finish this quickly." Lu Feng sighed.
"Will your parents forgive you? I actually believe in you. The time I've spent with you has been the happiest time of my life in recent years." Bai Yuanfang looked up at Lu Feng and asked, "You won't lie to me, right?"
"Why are you suddenly asking this?" Lu Feng smiled but didn't answer. He admitted that Bai Yuanfang was a pitiful woman, but the world was full of lies, so he neither confirmed nor denied it.
"If I can't get the factory, and I have no money, what will you do...?"
Before Bai Yuanfang could finish speaking, Lu Feng's pager went off. He pulled it out from his waist and was shocked when he saw the words on it.
"Zuo Weimin, is he dead?"
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