"You have two hours," Fatty roared. "I don’t care how you do it! Even if you have to steal, you better get all the doors and windows here installed and make sure they look exactly like the ones outside. No cheating or cutting corners. If I find out anyone dares to skimp on materials or workmanship, I’ll make sure they won’t be able to leave Nanhua City!"
With a domineering wave of his hand, he let his secretary, the beauty from the bed earlier, take full command.
He approached with a smile plastered on his face, hurrying over.
"Mr. Zhang, good to et you. I’m the boss of Black Ant Company, Tong Yongjian. You can just call Xiao Tong," Fatty said obsequiously.
In the midst of talking, he took out a pack of soft Zhonghua cigarettes and passed two over.
"Better smoke mine!" Zhang Xiaohao said.
He pulled out a pack of Da Xiong Mao cigarettes from his pocket and tossed one over.
Lighting one up for himself, he threw the rest to Qu Shenyue and Li Xiaolu.
"Ah! Is this Da Xiong Mao?" Tong Yongjian exclaid in surprise.
"Oh! You know this brand?" Zhang Xiaohao asked curiously.
"Not really, just heard from people in the industry. You can’t buy this smoke even if you have money. In the black market, one stick costs at least ten thousand! It’s basically priceless. They say it’s exclusively for Huaxia’s leaders," Tong Yongjian explained.
Without waiting any longer, Fatty eagerly lit up the Da Xiong Mao.
"Hmm! That’s a good smoke! Really good smoke! No wonder it’s a special supply. The flavor is just different!" Fatty exclaid excitedly.
anwhile.
Any last doubts he had about Zhang Xiaohao vanished in his heart.
A boss who could afford such top-notch stuff wouldn’t fail to pay him the 15 million, right?
Right away.
Fatty sat on the sofa and started chatting with Mr. Zhang.
One had to admit, Fatty had a real gift for gab.
He could talk from the south to the north and back without repeating himself once.
Qu Shenyue and Li Xiaolu laughed from beginning to end.
In the blink of an eye, three hours had passed.
Fatty’s young secretary walked over.
"Boss, all the work’s been done. Also, as per your instructions, the entire floor and so on have all been cleaned! I guarantee there’s not a speck of dust in any corner," the young secretary reported.
"Hmm." Fatty nodded.
"Mr. Zhang, all the work’s been completed. Want to go have a look?" Fatty inquired.
"Hmm," Zhang Xiaohao nodded.
Soul Power erged from his body, scanning the entire floor.
After a mont, Zhang Xiaohao withdrew his Soul Power.
Indeed, just as the young secretary had said, all the work had been completed. Every corner had been cleaned, without a trace of dust to be found.
The materials used were top-notch, identical to the previous ones.
"You’re a real cool boss, just sitting here chatting and the job’s all done," Zhang Xiaohao joked.
"Heh heh! The secretary does the work when there’s sothing to do, and when there’s nothing, well... That’s what we bosses hire secretaries for, right? Mr. Zhang, I’m right, aren’t I?" Fatty laughed.
His young secretary, embarrassed by his remark, blushed slightly and shot him a sharp glare.
"The work’s good! I’m very satisfied. Give your bank account number, I’ll transfer the money to you right now," Zhang Xiaohao said.
"Ah! Thank you so much, Mr. Zhang!" Fatty said excitedly.
He had thought Zhang Xiaohao would dawdle a bit, maybe even push down the price.
But it turned out, Zhang Xiaohao was incredibly straightforward.
True to his reputation as the head of a major corporation, the man who could take down Big Bear! His status is indeed extraordinary!
There and then, Fatty gave Zhang Xiaohao his card number.
Zhang Xiaohao didn’t dawdle, he took out his custom-made phone, unlocked it, and transferred fifteen million into his account.
"Ding!"
The phone vibrated, and a notification popped up indicating that the fifteen million had been deposited.
"Mr. Zhang really is a straightforward man! It’s almost dawn, please do the honor of allowing to host everyone for a al." Fatty said enthusiastically.
"I appreciate the gesture, but I have other things to deal with later, so no need," Zhang Xiaohao said.
"Alright! Mr. Zhang, this is my business card. If you need anything, just call . I guarantee I’ll be at your beck and call, available 24/7, rain or shine," Fatty said.
He accepted the gold business card passed to him by the young secretary and handed it over respectfully.
"Ha, gold business cards now, are we?" Zhang Xiaohao joked.
He casually put the business card in his pocket.
"Mr. Zhang, this is for you. I have two kinds of business cards. One is ordinary, and the other is like this one, made of pure gold, ant only for soone of your esteed status," Fatty explained.
Without leaving any trace, he dished out another complint to Zhang Xiaohao.
"Haha! You sure know how to deal with people. Don’t worry, the next ti I have a job, I’ll definitely look for you," Zhang Xiaohao laughed and said.
"Then I’ll thank Mr. Zhang in advance, until next ti! I won’t bother you anymore," Fatty said.
After speaking, he quickly left with his entourage.
"Ah! Big brother, just like that, fifteen million is gone?" Qu Shenyue exclaid in surprise.
"What do you know? Tomorrow’s the launch of our new product! Whatever stands in our way must be kicked aside! If it’s sothing money can solve, then it’s not an issue at all!" Zhang Xiaohao declared confidently.
"Hehe," both Qu Shenyue and Li Xiaolu chuckled.
"Get a blanket, I need to get so good sleep. Rember to wake up tomorrow morning," Zhang Xiaohao ordered.
"Yes, big brother!" Qu Shenyue responded.
He headed to the next room, quickly brought out a clean set of bedding, and handed it to Zhang Xiaohao.
Zhang Xiaohao unceremoniously took the bedding, covered himself up, and went straight to sleep.
During this ti.
He was truly exhausted – first, the issues with the tomb of the Cycle Palace Realm powerhouse and then company matters, he hadn’t had a good night’s sleep yet.
Elsewhere.
In a luxurious villa.
The middle-aged steward walked in from outside, head bowed.
"Young master, the operation failed!" the middle-aged steward reported.
Thud!
The two popular stars in bed were abruptly kicked onto the floor by Xiao Bai, neither daring to let out a peep.
"Are you all pigs? A group of elite disciples, plus two Void Transformation Realm experts, and you failed against a bunch of security guards?" Xiao Bai said darkly.
"He ca back!" the steward said with his head lowered.
"What? You’re saying he ca back? How is that possible! Didn’t he die in the tomb?" Xiao Bai said, his face twisted with rage.
It seed his return had dealt a great blow to Xiao Bai.
"I just received word, he has indeed returned," the steward confird.
"Damn it! Who would have thought his life would be so tough! Even that didn’t finish him," Xiao Bai said in anger.
"Young master, what do we do now?" the middle-aged steward inquired.
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