The president is wild and spoils the little woman

"1000 million, in cash, will be delivered to me before noon tomorrow. From then on, that person and I will never appear in front of you again."

"Five years ago you asked for 500 million, did I hesitate?"

"But five years have passed, and the 500 million has been wiped out long ago. How about it, are you going to give it or not?"

"Oh! What do you think you can threaten me now?"

"Mr. Qiao, I know there is a big Buddha behind you, but what would you do if I told you that someone is looking into things that happened ten years ago?"

"Who?"

"Anyway, someone is right. Why do you think Maomao dare not show up?"

"..." Xia Zixiu stood there calmly, all nerves were tense to the voice from inside.

Joan looked solemnly at the man standing in front of him.

"You are lucky that Mao Mao is very clever and escaped without saying anything."

Joan's lips were pursed quite tightly.

"How?" The man pressed him tightly.

Joan rested his hands under his chin. If he gave the man the 1000 million he wanted now, it would only be a temporary solution to the urgent need. The last 500 million was spent for five years, so how long can the 1000 million be tied up this time?

"Give me some time, 1000 million is not a small amount, and it needs cash. I need time to prepare."

"Okay, then three days. After three days, if the money doesn't reach me, then what Mao Mao knows will definitely fall into the ears of those who are willing to spend money to know."

"However, I still have a premise." Joan raised his eyes, looking at him with a pair of wily and unpredictable eyes, "You have to write a letter of guarantee, this is the last time you threaten me!"

"No problem." The man answered without hesitation.

"Then you go quickly, I will contact you later."

"Don't worry, President Qiao, my character is still good. Speaking of which, I really want to know what Mao Mao is holding on to, which can make you, President Qiao, so flustered."

"That's enough, don't come to the company again, or you won't get a dime!"

"I know, I know." The man smiled.

Xia Zixiu took two steps back when he heard footsteps, and then walked forward as if nothing had happened. The man came out of the office, wearing a baseball cap.Looking around, he lowered the brim of his hat, but unfortunately bumped into Xia Zixiu.

"Excuse me."

"It's okay, young people should be more prudent in their work." The man smiled comfortably.

Xia Zixiu raised his eyebrows slightly, remembered the face under the man's hat at a glance, then lowered his head, and replied, "Yes."

After the man left, Xia Zixiu stepped forward and knocked on the door.

"Come in."

Xia Zixiu walked in.

"Mr. Qiao, who was that person just now?"

"Don't worry about it, Xiao Xia, it doesn't matter if you take a day off for something at home, and you don't have to come here in the afternoon."

Xia Zixiu lowered his head: "I'm done with family affairs, so I came here. Secretary Liu said that Mr. Qiao, you are not in a good mood. I don't know why."

Joan pinched the bridge of her nose: "It's nothing serious, it's just hot and irritable."

"Then I'll make you a cup of herbal tea." Xia Zixiu said.

"No, I'll be alone, and you can go about your own business."

"..." Xia Zixiu didn't say anything, just nodded and walked out.

He knew that he had something to do with this old fox.

Fingers moved quickly on the phone.

--Be sure to find Maomao, before Joan.

--knew.

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Du Rui walked into the police station. Qiao Yu and a few policemen had just walked in. They took off their hats and were sweating profusely. It could be seen that they had just been working outside.

"Take him to the detention center and lock him up! I'll go to the interrogation later!"

"Yes."

Qiao Yu glanced at Du Rui who had just arrived at the police station. She was wearing a strange black sportswear and high heels.

"Just now?"

He asked a casual question and walked past her.

Du Rui felt his breath being held in his throat, "Why didn't you come?"