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297. If you want money, its easy to ask.

"Old Liu, open the door."

Lu Beifeng and the old man were talking, and noisy shouts and banging sounds came from outside the iron door.

The old man's face changed drastically, and he yelled at the door: "It's you son of a bitch again. If you have the guts to go to the authorities, what kind of skills do you have to do this every day?"

"Old Liu, you old fool, can you please speak in a more civilized manner?"

Cheng De kept knocking on the iron door, lying at the crack of the door and peeking, and saw Lu Beifeng's figure.

He stopped what he was doing, and the smile on his face became brighter. He waved and said hello through the crack in the door: "Hello, Mr. Lu, do you still remember? We were in the same school before."

"What the hell is the richest man? How can there be any fucking richest man here?"

The old man's face was full of confusion, and he suddenly remembered that Lu Beifeng's pomp just now didn't seem like an ordinary person.

He didn't know what Lu Beifeng looked like, but he had heard of Lu Beifeng's name.

An extraordinary figure emerged from Tianhu. He was worth hundreds of billions at a young age and is now the richest man in China.

The old man looked at Lu Beifeng, his expression a little reserved for a moment, and asked carefully: "Are you Lu Beifeng?"

Lu Beifeng nodded slightly and smiled: "I am also Xiaoqi's boyfriend."

Tang Jiaqi felt a sense of sweetness in her heart.

Saying it yourself and saying it to him are completely different concepts.

I have to say that Boss Lu has never had any moral baggage in this regard.

As long as a girl is with him, he has the confidence to admit that she is his girlfriend.

After years of improvement in the three outlooks, it has become a matter of course.

There is no burden in speaking up.

Cheng De was still lying on the door crack, shaking the contract document in his hand, and said with a smile: "The richest man in mainland China, let him open the door, Liu."

"Xiao Qi, this is the 30% share transfer contract document of Chenyu Building Materials. How about we have a chat."

"Mr. Lu, do you want to open the door?"

The old man was also unsure, so he looked at Lu Beifeng and asked for his opinion.

After learning Lu Beifeng's identity, he had already mentally acquiesced that he was the backbone of this place.

The old man has little experience, but he understands the ways of the world and knows that status determines everything.

Lu Beifeng chuckled: "Open the door."

"Mr. Lu..."

Zhang Jiali wanted to stop, she had to consider Lu Beifeng's safety.

"fine."

Lu Beifeng chuckled. Since the other party knew he was here, he knew he would bring him the contract.

The purpose of the explanation is very pure, it is to ask for money. If you want money, then it is easy to say.

He was also a little curious. Cheng Meili was famous in high school.

How did he go from being on a crowded bus to being able to secure his position as Su Yuwei's main palace, and also get the 30% share of Chenyu Building Materials that was supposed to be in Su Yuwei's hands.

Two large iron doors slowly opened.

There were more than a dozen young people standing outside the door. They were still wearing suit jackets, nine-quarter pants, and beanie shoes in the winter, playing with sticks in their hands.

Ten years ago, this kind of look would have been called Sha Matt, but now it seems to be called a spirited boy.

The opponent was coming with force, but when he saw the five strong men beside Lu Beifeng, all wearing warm down jackets and with bulging chests, he gave in decisively.

When Lin Fan and the others deal with these spirited young men, they can beat them to tears with just one punch.

There was a bright red Cayenne parked not far away. The iron door was opened and the driver's door was opened.

Red high heels, purple stockings, straight long legs, sexy hip-hugging short skirt, pure white woolen coat. Fiery red lips, burgundy waves, and a pair of brown toad glasses hanging on the bridge of the nose.

Cheng Meili is completely different from back then. When it comes to sexiness, she doesn't give in to Xiao Lan.

The only difference is that Xiao Lan is very natural and mature from the inside out, while this one is more embellishment.

When Cheng Meili saw Lu Beifeng, she hurriedly took off her sunglasses, trotted over, and said happily: "Hello, classmate Lu, we are still alumni."

A gust of fragrant wind came,

Lu Beifeng blocked his nose and took half a step back.

The perfume should be quite high-end, but he doesn't like the smell very much. It's a very strong, alluring rose scent that makes people think about it just by smelling it.

A few years ago, he would have liked this kind of smell, but now, he prefers something more elegant and natural.

Xiao Lan also used this style before, but she was very careful and saw that Lu Beifeng didn't like the smell, so she never used it again.

Cheng Meili's smile was slightly stiff. She knew that Li Shaoyang was standing behind Su Yuwei.

But when I saw in the news that Li Shaoyang's father was dismissed, I knew that Su Yuwei was finished.

Fortunately, she had the foresight, when Su Yu threatened Tang Shichen to death and was happy to make friends with Li Shaoyang.

Asked him for 30% of the shares held by the other party in Chenyu Building Materials, and found an excuse to avoid tax.

It has to be said that her skills were superb and Su Yuwei was very pleased. The wind blowing from her pillow several times made her succeed.

I came here this time simply to seek money and maintain a luxurious life in the future, so naturally I didn't dare to offend Lu Beifeng.

Cheng Meili turned to look at Tang Jiaqi, waved enthusiastically and said hello: "Long time no see, Xiaoqi."

"I went on vacation abroad some time ago. I'm really sorry about Lao Tang."

Tang Jiaqi said coldly: "Don't be sorry, it has nothing to do with you."

Lu Beifeng didn't bother to exchange pleasantries and said directly: "Ms. Cheng, are you here to sell shares in Chenyu Building Materials?"

"Yes, Mr. Lu."

Cheng Meili nodded repeatedly, blinked her big eyes, and pretended to look young and cute.

"Go and have a look."

But Lu Beifeng turned a blind eye and signaled Zhang Jiali to check the authenticity of the contract.

Cheng De looked at the other party warily, and Cheng Meili sighed: "Give her the contract. It won't take effect until we sign it. Don't worry."

She can hold on to this position, so she is certainly not an ordinary silly person.

A serious graduate of Wuhan University, proficient in law and financial accounting.

If Su Yuwei had not fallen, she would have been a qualified wife.

It's a pity that there is no what if.

Zhang Jiali looked through the share contract and called the industrial and commercial department to confirm its authenticity.

After a while, she said: "Mr. Lu, the authenticity of this contract can be confirmed. The shareholder's name is Cheng Meili."

Lu Beifeng nodded slightly and asked, "How much is it?"

Cheng Meili pondered for a moment and said: "Chenyu Building Materials has fixed assets of 93 million and bank liabilities of about 8 million."

"Tianhu City is currently developing at a rapid pace, and it previously signed a 500 million order contract with Blue Sky Group."

"Classmate Lu, do you think these 30% shares are worth 50 million?"

Lu Beifeng laughed and didn't bother to refute, he just said: "Ten million."

"You, Mr. Lu, can't bargain like that? You might as well say I'll give it to you for free."

Cheng Meili didn't speak, and Cheng De was upset.

His sister's, and his from now on, is directly short of 40 million. This is not going to cost his life.

He held the swing stick and pointed it directly at Lu Beifeng.

A black shadow flashed past and kicked Cheng De directly in the elbow.

Cheng De screamed.

The stick was subconsciously thrown into the sky, and finally landed firmly in Lin Fan's hand. He took the thing away and quietly stepped aside.

Lu Beifeng was surprised and exclaimed: "Captain Lin, your skills are really neat."

He didn't even react at all, and it was solved in a few swipes.

As expected of being in service.

Tang Long felt even more pressure. Why would someone in service always take away their full-time job?

He looked at Cheng De's younger brothers with ardent eyes.

Come on, come on together.

He wants to give him a good impression in front of his boss.

Cheng De didn't dare to do anything. He covered his elbow and wailed: "Sister, my hand is broken, it's really broken."


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