Rebirth of wealth and freedom starts from the World Cup

Chapter 63 A powerful and wealthy family!
In a bustling area of ​​Shenzhen, in a towering office building, there is an office with lights as bright as day.

General Manager Mao Tao sat upright, his eyes sharp, staring at the computer screen in front of him.

There was a hint of excitement in his expression, as if he had discovered some exciting secret.

"Finally he placed the order! He really placed the order! Haha!"

Mao Tao was secretly happy.

"Wait, why is it only 100 million? I deliberately raised the odds, doesn't that inspire your gambling nature?"

Mao Tao frowned, a hint of doubt flashing in his eyes.

He opened the webpage and quickly tapped on the keyboard to check the other party's betting details.

"It's actually three in one, wow, I'm just saying wow!"

"This kid is really a daring fellow! If he wins all three games, the odds will be..."

Mao Tao's eyes suddenly lit up, and a smug smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. "Oh, I've finally waited for this day. I absolutely cannot let the cooked duck fly away again!"

Mao Tao was so excited that he couldn't wait to pick up the phone on his desk.

A lady's voice came from the other end of the line: "Hello, Mr. Mao, is there anything I can do for you?"

"I'll give you a day."

Mao Tao said in a firm tone, commanding: "Mobilize all the available idle funds in the company's account! The more the better! It must be done within one day. Do you understand?"

There was an urgency and greed in his tone that was hard to conceal.

The voice on the other end of the phone was a little hesitant, but still responded: "Okay, Mr. Mao, I understand what you mean. It's just that I'm off work today, and many things are inconvenient so late. Can we deal with it tomorrow?"

Mao Tao interrupted him coldly: "Can your salary be paid next year?"

The other party was obviously stunned, and immediately said in panic: "Ah! No, Mr. Mao, I will start to deal with it immediately!"

The "beep" sound of the phone being hung up echoed in the air.

Mao Tao leaned back in his chair with satisfaction, a greedy smile on his lips.

Then, as if he suddenly remembered something, he reached into his pocket and took out his cell phone. His finger slid across the address book and stopped at a contact marked "Mr. Wang, the Loan Manager".

He tapped the number and made an anxious call: "Boss Wang, I need some money. How much can you lend me? Yes! The more the better! Don't worry, I will return it within ten days! Yes, I need it urgently!"

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7am on July 4th.

Zhao Zixuan was immersed in the softness of the hotel's big bed and the embrace of dreams, enjoying the whispers with Zhou Gong's daughter.

At the time, they were discussing a cooperation project worth hundreds of millions of yuan, and it had just reached the most critical moment...

suddenly!

A sudden knock on the door broke the beautiful atmosphere like a storm and pulled him back to reality from the clouds of his dream.

"Who is it? You're disturbing people's sleep so early in the morning. Aren't you afraid of being struck by lightning?!"

Zhao Zixuan grumbled in dissatisfaction and climbed out of bed in a bad mood.

He walked to the door of the room and opened it.

What appeared before him was a face he had never expected, a tall, mighty and sturdy man.

"Ah Xiao!?"

Zhao Zixuan's voice was full of surprise.

He couldn't imagine that the person standing in front of him was actually Ah Xiao.

Why is Ah Xiao here?

He actually knew that he was staying in this hotel?
Before Zhao Zixuan could ask anything, Ah Xiao took the initiative to say, "Mr. Zhao, good morning. The lady is waiting for you downstairs, please pack up and leave as soon as possible."

He Jieyu is here?
Zhao Zixuan couldn't help but feel surprised and happy, but an indescribable worry and uneasiness quietly grew in his heart.

He didn't expect that the He family's influence was so profound and pervasive.

In this prosperous Hong Kong, he is just a tiny drop in the ocean, but the He family can accurately see through his whereabouts, like a mirror hanging high, leaving no room for escape.

Since the He family has such powerful intelligence gathering capabilities, can they still keep the secrets about themselves hidden?

To be honest, he was unsure.

He even began to doubt his life, but then he thought again, there was no conflict of interest between him and the He family, so it seemed that there was no need to care so much about these things?
But no matter what, being targeted for no reason is always a very uncomfortable thing, even if the other party has no hostility.

"I'll wash up first, please wait."

After Zhao Zixuan finished speaking, he closed the door and did not let Ah Xiao enter the room.

In the room, Zhao Zixuan began to sort out the scattered papers, which were densely covered with World Cup betting information.

These were the results of his long research and must not be seen by others.

After sorting out the information, Zhao Zixuan walked into the bathroom to wash away the fatigue of the night.

Then he changed into clean clothes and felt completely refreshed.

When I opened the door again, ten minutes had passed.

Ah Xiao stood there like a sculpture, still straight and motionless, as if these ten minutes were just a matter of opening and closing a door for him.

"Let's go."

Zhao Zixuan walked out and said.

He had dealt with Ah Xiao once before, and was keenly aware that this man, although cold on the outside, had a hidden passion in his heart.

People with this kind of personality are either taciturn or, once they start talking, they are like chewing gum and simply cannot stop.

Coming out of the hotel elevator, Ah Xiao silently led the way and sent Zhao Zixuan to the parking lot.

He watched Zhao Zixuan get into the car, and left quietly until the car disappeared from his sight.

Although Zhao Zixuan's eyes could not capture Ah Xiao's figure, he knew in his heart that this loyal guard must be silently protecting He Jieyu in some corner.

In front of me, He Jieyu in the car is pure and eye-catching. She is wearing a white shirt and a blue and white pleated skirt, like a youthful campus goddess.

That beautiful face looked even more dazzling after taking off the glasses, especially the pair of clear and moving big eyes. With every blink, the long curly eyelashes trembled slightly, as if they could speak silently but spoke louder than words.

Zhao Zixuan was amazed for a moment, as if he was deeply attracted by this flawless beauty.

really!

The little classmate who doesn’t wear glasses is the real perfect goddess!
At this moment, Cheng Yuyan and Song Qiuya were just like tiny pearls competing with the bright moon.

There is absolutely no comparison!
"You look so beautiful today!"

Zhao Zixuan was stunned for a moment before regaining his composure, but he still expressed his sincere praise.

next second.

A faint blush appeared on He Jieyu's cheeks. She lowered her head and said softly, "Thank you."

She still doesn't talk very well.

In other words, I didn't know how to talk to Zhao Zixuan.

Zhao Zixuan seemed to be used to it. He sat side by side with her in the car. The surroundings were so quiet that you could hear a pin drop. A faint fragrance came from the tip of his nose, which was particularly refreshing.

He said slowly: "I thought you forgot our agreement."

He Jieyu shook her head slightly, not daring to look at him.

Zhao Zixuan didn't want the atmosphere to become awkward, so he took the initiative to ask, "You should have a lot of time today, right? Is there any place you want to go?"

He Jieyu still shook her head and said nothing.

Zhao Zixuan was convinced and thought to himself, no wonder he couldn’t catch up with me in his previous life, it turns out he has been a taciturn person since he was young.

How can a girl who is shy and silent get a premature love experience card?
"Okay, leave it to me today. Let Mr. Zhao take you around Hong Kong and see all the prosperity of this world!"

The corners of Zhao Zixuan's mouth raised, outlining an intoxicating arc.

His bright smile was like the sun that spread across the city, clearing away the clouds and illuminating everything around him.

He Jieyu's heartbeat couldn't help but speed up, like a deer running around in her chest.

"Puchi!" She couldn't help laughing out loud, the sound was as clear as a silver bell, with a hint of shyness and sweetness.

She covered her mouth gently, and her clear and moving eyes met Zhao Zixuan's, and there was a faint smile in each other's eyes.

Suddenly.

The atmosphere in the car seemed to be melted by the warm sunshine, and the original embarrassment and tension disappeared in an instant.

(End of this chapter)