"Mr. He, you are so polite!"

Under the guidance of Hai Baichuan, Xiaohu and five bodyguards stood straight in front of He Zihua. In the vast and luxurious living room, Xiaohu found that in addition to him, the uninvited guest, there were three respected powerful people, and the older generation who were influential in both black and white.

"Oh, Director Tu, Mr. Li, Secretary Wang, you are all here!"

Xiaohu bowed to the three of them symbolically, but he didn't agree with it. The three of them nodded politely, and they didn't have much friendliness in their eyes. They were always afraid of Xiaohu's group of desperate people, but they were still surprised in their eyes, and they obviously saw the scene of money.

They naturally knew that Bo Feifei rescued He Keren, and they also knew that He Zihua gave Xiaohu Group one billion yuan. It was nothing to He Zihua's promise, but they all felt that Bo Feifei's rescue was similar. It was even more surprising that Xiaohu threw the money back.

After He Zihua waved his hand to signal Xiaohu to sit on the wide sofa, Xiaohu let out a hearty laugh: "Mr. He, you are so polite. Today is not a special day. Why are you treating me to drink? And I am an infamous villain."

Xiaohu looked at He Zihua who was pouring wine at the wine cabinet and nine bodyguards around him: "If you invite me in to drink, you will defile your reputation. Maybe those gentlemen will hate Wu Jiwu because it will affect the glory and business of the He family, which will be in vain!"

He also pointed at the three powerful people unscrupulously: "Even if Secretary Wang and others do not resist you, they will become disgusted because of my arrival!" Then he stared at the three powerful people in Macau with embarrassing expressions, and there was an unconcealed joke on his face, watching the specialists wave their hands and say "No".

"I, He Zihua, have always been right to things and people!"

He Zihua poured two cups of whiskey and walked over, put one in front of Xiaohu and spoke: "No matter what unhappiness we have had before, or whether you have any grudges towards me in your heart,

Today, Bo Feifei risked his life to rescue He Keren. I, He Zihua, want to say thank you to you!"

"Secretary Wang and others are also clear-cut people!"

Xiaohu laughed vulgarly, then picked up the wine glass and touched He Zihua heavily. After drinking it, he smacked his lips and said, "Mr. He, you lack a little degree of wine. Drinking it is almost the same as drinking water!" Then he turned his mind: "Mr. He doesn't need to thank me at all."

Xiaohu raised his thumb and pointed his chest: "As I said to Brother Hai just now, I saved Miss He is definitely not because of Mr. He. I mainly want to draw the arrogant Le Shenzi, *** ball! Playing kidnapping and extortion on my territory, how can I do it after I don't kill him?"

Three Macau powerful people frowned slightly: This guy was weird! "And Xiaohu was careless." He put the empty cup on the table, then touched his head and showed regret: "Just let the brothers save Miss He, but the bastard Le Shenzi didn't catch the head chopping. But Mr. He don't worry, I have already sent people to search and must kill the immortal one!"

"No matter what, people want to return safely!"

An incapable light flashed through He Zihua's eyes, and he picked up the wine glass and poured half a glass of wine for Xiaohu: "I always have to repay you for this matter. Bo Feifei, I have hired the best doctor for surgery and detoxification. I can't take it anymore after breaking my hand, but my life will not be lost."

He Zihua looked at Xiaohu with a calm look with her slender fingers: "Bo Feifei can recover after three months of cultivation, but his terminal illness made his vitality weaker, especially because this injury caused a decrease in resistance. The doctor said that at most fifteen months, you can make his last life more comfortable!"

"Take this one billion back."

Amid the three powerful people's fun eyes, He Zihua said lightly: "It's my little intention!"

Xiaohu exhaled a long breath and pinched the delicate glass cup and said, "Don't worry, Mr. He, Bo Feifei is my life and death brother. I have always treated him well. I will treat him well until the last moment. However, I cannot collect this one billion, and I will not receive any rewards without any merits. If you send it to me, I will burn it."

He curled his lips and took out a lighter, squeezed a fire, and pointed to the messy money outside: "Everyone said that I was crazy about profit and was crazy. Now there are rumors that I have an affair with Le Shenzi, with the purpose of deceiving Mr. He's one billion reward."

He leaned against the sofa and showed his atmosphere: "*** ball! I was going to focus on the bright moon, but the bright moon shines on the ditches! The rumors in the world are really terrifying. If I collect your one billion, my backbone will be penetrated in the future. Mr. He, you should know my personality."

"For this one billion, please let the brothers move back."

Secretary Wang and others looked at each other, thinking that the sun really rose from the west? The whole Macau people knew that Xiaohu and the others were doing everything they could. They were not just trying to make a fortune for money, they could sell their souls to the devil, but now they were willing to give it a billion. This action is really hard to see through.

Xiaohuka used a lighter to hop the light, jumping in He Zihua's eyes: "If you take me away, I will burn it clean. Although one billion can be less hard for me for three or five years, our reputation is nothing compared to us, let alone the applause that can win me."

He pinched out a cigar for He Zihua: "I have been building roads in the past few months and supported the homeless people. What is my hard work? Isn't it just to make my reputation better? Is it that the common people in the market always use my name to scare the children. Based on many reasons, one billion will not be charged!"

"Baichuan, please move the money in."

He Zihua waved his hand and did not accept the cigar. When Xiaohu didn't think it was right, he lit it and sucked it himself, he issued an order like Hai Baichuan. Xiaohu insisted on not accepting the bounty for the first time. It was not a solution to put the one billion at the door, and it was easy to cause gossip reporters to write randomly.

Hai Baichuan nodded and went out to get money to move. Five tons of paper money was 5,000 kilograms, and one person had to move twenty kilograms for 500 people. So he felt that Xiaohu was really generous this time, and he also smiled bitterly that this guy had done a chore on the He family's guards, but he still quickly arranged people to do things.

At the same time, Secretary Wang and his friends felt that it was a bit embarrassing to stay in the He family. Maybe people would think that He Zihua was moving money for him, which would be troublesome for the reporter to find out. So the three of them made excuses to get up and say goodbye. Anyway, the purpose of coming to comfort Ms. He today has been completed.

Through the three Macau powerful people who gradually disappeared at the door, He Zihua drank the strong whiskey in the cup in one sip, then turned around and walked to the middle of the wall of the hall, put on a pair of disposable gloves, and took the valuable "Sunflower" and rolled it into a straight tube.

He handed the famous painting to Xiaohu and said, "Xiaohu, I, He Zihua, have always been clear about my work. Fear is hatred, and kindness is grace. No matter what purpose you rescue He Keren this time, it is ultimately to let her return to the He family safely. This is equivalent to killing Le Shenzi."

"So I must pay you!"

He Zihua looked at Xiaohu who was spitting out thick smoke: "Don't worry, I will continue to maintain a billion reward for killing Le Shenzi. This painting is my reward for saving Keren. It has nothing to do with the reward for the world. My friends from Black and White will not be jealous of you and poke you."

He pointed to the famous painting and spoke: "This is Van Gogh's famous painting sunflower. When I bought it five years ago, it was 60 million US dollars. Now it is estimated that it has increased a lot. Even if there is no billion Australian dollars, it is almost the same. Please accept it. I, He Zihua, don't like people who lack others."

Xiaohu narrowed his eyes and smiled: "Mr. He, are you too polite?"

He Zihua stuffed the famous painting into Xiaohu's arms, and his voice came out coldly: "You have returned one billion in public. The black and white lines will reflect your surprise and will also improve your previous image. Your purpose has been achieved. There will be nothing to accept this painting."

Xiaohu touched the expensive painting tube beside him and smiled, put the cigar in the ashtray and flicked the ashes, then looked at He Zihua and said lightly: "Mr. He, are you embarrassed? Doesn't this make me more like a villain who is greedy for both money and reputation? It's not good to spread it!"

He Zihua followed his eyes and swept over the nine guards, and suddenly became distracted: "They are my most reliable confidants and will not reveal what happened today, and this is just a gift I gave you privately!" Then he lowered his voice and said, "Please accept it."

"I'm a little tired and don't want to play this kind of game!"

He Zihua looked at Xiaohu who put down the cigar and opened the paintbing tube and glanced at it, rubbed his head and said, "Sixty million US dollars, this is the transaction price we have agreed on. Not only did I cooperate with you to perform a famous show, but the value of this painting is also far more than sixty million US dollars."

"Xiaohu, if a person is not in a good mood, he will be able to swallow an elephant by snakes!"

Xiaohu glanced at the nine bodyguards, pinched the cigar and sprayed out the last sip of smoke, then hugged the painting tube in his arms to dissipate his enthusiasm, and his whole body became feminine: "Le Shenzi is about to leave me for five million US dollars, Feifei also cut off his hand, and even killed six brothers!"

"There are a little fewer sunflowers!"

Hearing Xiaohu's low voice and words, He Zihua's eyes narrowed and said: "I want to give you 100 million US dollars, but you must have the ability to kill Le Shenzi. If you can't kill anyone, I will revitalize your reputation. This sunflower is already heavy enough."

Xiaohu sneered: "Not enough!"
Chapter completed!