"Boss Zhao, no matter what, I am very grateful for your call." George played with the red wine glass in his hand, while still trying his best to control the force to prevent the red wine inside from spilling.

"It's nothing. I'm just doing this for safety. You'd better be prepared." Zhao Liang's tone was still calm, without any intention of claiming credit.

George really didn't expect that Zhang Fugui would use the trick of pulling out the salary from under the cauldron. He originally thought that he would punish Zhang Fugui with his little trick.

But later, Zhang Fugui found another way to dismantle his own trick.

It seems that he still underestimated Zhang Fugui.

George asked the housekeeper to tell Zhang Fugui that he could invest money in the martial arts conference to create a youth competition.

His real purpose was not to satisfy the wishes of Zhang Fugui's son.

Because no matter whether he invests money in a martial arts competition or creates a junior competition next, there is no way to skip George's hurdle.

When the time comes, the deeper Zhang Fugui sinks, the more ways George will have to deal with Zhang Fugui.

From the current point of view, the martial arts competition is a tool, the live broadcast platform Lin Kun will establish next is also a tool, and the real gold pawn shop is another tool.

With these three tools, George is 70% sure that Zhao Liang's black money will be cleaned out.

If you add the orphanage in Zhang Fugui's hands, then this matter can be said to be a matter of urgency.

And according to this perfect package, George believes that it will definitely attract a large number of potential customers.

But the problem is that the ownership of the real gold pawnshop is firmly in Zhang Fugui's hands, and the orphanage is Zhang Fugui's taboo and no one else is allowed to get involved.

So George wanted to use the establishment of a youth competition to tie Zhang Fugui firmly to his own ship.

As long as he takes the first step, everything that follows is not up to him to choose.

This is why George revealed to Zhang Fugui that he could invest money to hold the competition.

At first, George just thought that Zhang Fugui had gone home to think about the matter.

After all, investing money to run a competition can, at a small level, make it easier for him to satisfy his wish to have his son participate in the competition, and even satisfy his wish in a secretive manner. At a large level, it is not a good way to make money.

What about opportunities?

The martial arts conference is about to be held, the venue is available, the contestants have registered, and the publicity has been done.

Now that everything is ready, it is simply a project to make money while lying down.

Therefore, George has reason to believe that Zhang Fugui will never let go of such an opportunity with "a hundred benefits and no harm".

But this guy actually turned around and went to borrow money from Zhao Liang. If he did this, wouldn't he have implicated Zhao Liang in it?

Fortunately, Zhao Liang understood the overall situation and rejected Zhang Fugui's request.

"Thank you, Boss Zhao. Please rest assured that after the normal operation of the Wulin Conference, the first fund to be cleared will be yours."

Regarding Zhao Liang's tip-off, George planned to reciprocate and immediately made a promise to get Zhao Liang's work done as soon as possible.

"Okay, then I'll thank you...but...oh, forget it." Zhao Liang hesitated for a while, and finally decided to keep silent.

"Boss Zhao, between you and me, why are you talking in a roundabout way? If you have any ideas or requests, you might as well put them forward to me directly. Even if I can't solve it for you, I will definitely come up with a suitable solution for you.

." George thought that Zhao Liang had other requests, so he took the initiative to speak.

"No... that's not the case. There are some things that I really don't feel comfortable saying, but now that I've talked about it, I won't hide it. What I want to say is, I heard about your relationship with Mr. Oda.

There seems to be some misunderstanding between the two of you, I'm afraid..." Zhao Liang's words were stumbling, and he obviously felt that it was inappropriate to mention this matter.

After all, no matter how fierce the fight between Oda's only son and George is, it is still an internal matter of his organization. In the end, he is just the other party's customer. How can he instruct these two people how to get along?

"That idiot Xiaotian only thinks about debauchery and debauchery. If it weren't for the support of someone from the foundation, how could he have the opportunity to be qualified for the position of head of the Asian region as soon as he entered the organization... It was because of him that the martial arts conference was held later than expected.

He was more than half a month late, not to mention the loopholes he made... Forget it, Boss Zhao, if I tell you too many of these things, I will only upset you, but please don't worry, here

With me in charge, there will never be any trouble." After hearing what Zhao Liang said, George replied in a very stiff tone.

Zhao Liang understood that George's words contained three meanings. The first was to show that Oda's only son was incompetent and embarrassed the general public. The second was to say that Oda's only son had made many mistakes, and it was all thanks to him that George could support him until now.

The third meaning is obvious. It is to warn Zhao Liang that it is not convenient for Zhao Liang to get involved in such matters within their organization.

With these words, Zhao Liang could talk no more, so he responded softly: "As you get older, you have more things to worry about. Mr. George, don't think too much, I won't bother you anymore."

After saying that, Zhao Liang hung up the phone.

George threw the phone back on the bed and drank the red wine in the glass in one gulp.

It seems that we should find a way to drive away Oda's only son.

I don't know why, this idea suddenly appeared in George's mind.

And with this bold idea, countless development directions began to unfold in George's mind.

"Master, Mr. Oda is here." The butler's words brought George back to reality from his reverie.

"What? What is this guy doing here?" George did not expect that the person he least wanted to meet at this time would actually take the initiative to visit him.

"Then do you want me to find a reason to deal with him?" The housekeeper could see from George's expression that George hated the arrival of Oda's only son, so he made a sensible suggestion.

George thought for a while and finally said: "Take him to my study. I will be there in a moment."

After receiving the order, the butler stopped talking and bowed out of George's room.

"Mr. Oda, please come with me." The housekeeper said to Oda's only son who had been waiting at the door for a long time.

"Okay." Although Xiaotian Duzi didn't say anything, he was already scolding George in his heart.

Damn it, isn't he just a hooligan born of a prostitute? How dare you put on such a stinky air in front of me?

Every time he came to see him, he had to wait at the door for a long time. Didn't he know that when his mother sold meat, she would never let customers wait for so long?

Regarding the details of George's identity, Oda's only son had heard some rumors.

It is said that George's mother was a flesh trader, and she was the lowest-class kind. Therefore, even his mother may not be able to figure out who George's father is.

Of course, Oda Dokko was willing to believe this news. He came from a privileged background, so naturally he despised this partner deep down.

While he was cursing in his heart, Oda's only son was led into George's study by the housekeeper.

Looking at the luxurious and luxurious decorations around him, Oda Dozi smiled contemptuously.

Sure enough, he has humble blood flowing in his bones, so he only knows how to decorate himself with tasteless things.

"Mr. Oda, what kind of wind brings you here?" George pretended to be lazy, leaning on the door frame and tilting his head to look at Oda's only son in the study.

"Oh...Mr. George, you're here. What a coincidence. Today is the so-called first day of the Lunar New Year. I think it's time to come and pay you New Year's greetings." Although Oda Dozi just kept cursing in his heart.

George, but after seeing George in person, he still put on an enthusiastic expression.

"Oh? That's really... thank you." After hearing the purpose of Oda Doko's visit, George slowly walked into the study, said to Oda Doko, please sit down, and then sat on the chair behind his desk.

It looks like George is interviewing his subordinates.

Xiaoda Duzi endured the dissatisfaction in his heart, picked up a bag from his side, held it with both hands, and placed it safely in front of George.
Chapter completed!