"Oh, right."
After pocketing the check worth a hundred million, Brother Hu stood up and turned to Zhao Deshan before leaving, reminding him, "I forgot to tell you, you only have one day to consider."
If you can't fulfill Mr. Ning's orders by tomorrow, the Zhao Corporation's building will also become ruins. Tsk-tsk, just thinking about it is kind of exciting."
Brother Hu laughed heartily, ignoring Zhao Deshan's livid face, and said, "This hundred million is well-deserved as my demolition fee."
After Brother Hu left laughing, in the VIP room of the Nightfall Club, Zhao Deshan's forehead was bulging with veins, his fists clenched, clearly on the verge of rage.
"Chairman Zhao, calm down..."
Zhao Qingming held Zhao Deshan's shoulder, speaking in a low voice, "Brother Hu is a big boss in Dragon City, his word is law. We're just a branch office in Dragon City, can't be compared to such a local tyrant without any foundation..."
