"What's wrong? Ziqiao, have you heard of Zhao Heavy Industries?" Chen Meijia asked.
Lu Ziqiao nodded with a serious expression." Zhao Heavy Industries is one of the ten billion companies in Shanghai. It's said that Chairman Zhao Dezhu's personal assets are at least a few billion!”
" Billions?!" Chen Meijia opened her mouth in surprise.
How much was that?
One is one, one is two, Women's Day
Aiya, anyway, there was so much money that she simply couldn't calculate it!
"So, Zhang Wei, did you scold him just now?”Lu Ziqiao asked carefully.
"I can't be bothered with those rich kids who have brain damage," Zhang Wei said disapprovingly.”
——
At the same time.
In a super high-rise office building in Shanghai's central business district.
In an office in the headquarters of the Zhao Heavy Industry Corporation.
Because the curtains were drawn, the office was very dim.
A young man in casual clothes was sitting behind his desk and putting down his phone.
The veins on his forehead bulged, his breathing became heavier, and his eyes were bloodshot.
This person was the only son of the chairman of the Zhao Heavy Industry Corporation, Zhao Haitang!
He stared at the phone number on the screen. Zhang Wei's attitude just now almost drove him crazy!
"Zhang Wei, how dare you talk to me like this!”
Pa!
A dull sound rang out.
Zhao Haitang subconsciously slammed his phone on the table. The phone screen shattered, and the glass shards cut his palm. Blood dripped down, but he seemed to feel nothing.
"Die! I want him dead!" Zhao Haitang seemed to be possessed. She gritted her teeth and let out a beast-like roar.
In the next second.
He suddenly stood up.
He picked up the landline on the table and quickly dialed a number.
The call went through very quickly.
"Come to the office!"
Zhao Haitang said, then suddenly picked up the phone on the table and threw it out.
The phone flew a few meters away and hit the door. In an instant, the phone fragments scattered.
Zhao Haitang narrowed her eyes and sat down again, staring at the door.
His breathing was rapid, and his hands were trembling slightly. It was not because he felt the pain in his hands, but because of Zhang Wei's attitude on the phone just now, and his goddess being possessed by someone else!
This!
He couldn't accept it!
The anger in his heart almost drowned his rationality.
After a long while, he finally calmed down a little.
He turned his head and shifted his gaze to the desk.
All kinds of information were piled up in a mess.
Zhao Haitang reached out and picked up one of the green documents.
He reached out and flipped it open. There was only an A4 paper and a photo inside.
It was Zhang Wei's information and photo!
Zhao Haitang looked at Zhang Wei's photo and suddenly became agitated again.
Then, he tore the photo into pieces and threw it aside.
He said with red eyes," Zhuge Dali, you b * tch. You just met him and you want to be his girlfriend. You're just a low-class lawyer. You're willing to be with such a man and not me, b * tch!" You are humiliating me! Slut!"
"Dududu
Someone knocked on the door.
Zhao Haitang put down the photo, looked up and said coldly,"Come in."
The door opened.
The person who entered was a thin middle-aged man in his thirties.
The man was wearing a suit and his hair was combed neatly. He looked like a senior executive of the company.
Wang Hui, thirty-six years old. When he was in his twenties, he was a well-known local ruffian in Shanghai. When he was twenty-five years old, he began to follow Zhao Haitang's father and work for the Zhao family. Now, he was Zhao Haitang's trusted aide.
"Young Master." Wang Hui respectfully walked up to Zhao Haitang." You're looking for me?”
He glanced at the broken pieces of the phone scattered on the ground and knew that his young master must be angry.
Zhao Haitang didn't waste any time and directly picked up the A4 paper from the table. She gritted her teeth and said,"Wang Hui, help me kill this person!”
Wang Hui's eyes narrowed, but he did not say anything.
"I want to kill him. Is there a problem?!”Zhao Haitang asked with widened eyes.
Wang Hui sighed deeply." Young Master, how do you want to kill him?”
The word " torture " had both torture and death. He didn't know if his young master wanted that person to be tortured or if he wanted to directly torture him.
Zhao Haitang's eyes flashed with cruelty." I want him dead!”
"Then what about President Zhao?"
Director Zhao was naturally referring to Zhao Haitang's father, Zhao Dezhu.
"Don't tell my dad. I believe that it shouldn't be difficult for you to kill such a person with no background in Shanghai, right, Wang Hui?”
Wang Hui nodded and took the A4 paper from Zhao Haitang.
Zhang Wei, an ordinary, unreputable lawyer?
His young master actually wanted him to kill such a person?
Wang Hui could not help but feel incredulous.
"Go. I want to see the news in three days.”Zhao Haitang didn't want to explain to Wang Hui why she wanted to kill Zhang Wei. She just waved at Wang Hui and sat on the boss 'chair.
After Wang Hui left, Zhao Haitang's eyes burned with anger.
"Zhang Wei, I want you to die a horrible death!”
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