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Chapter 2 Get a Contract

Also staying awake all night was Tang Huanxi.

She lay on the bed, holding her swollen cheeks with her hands, and tears welled up in the corners of her eyes.

She was not sad that Shen Lu hit her, but blamed herself for her attitude towards Lu Fan tonight.

Although he was a useless husband, he was obedient to her in every possible way and never said a word "no" to her reasonable and unreasonable demands.

He even put down his dignity and even covered his feet and put on shoes in public.

She could feel Lu Fan's meticulous care for her, but many times it was because she couldn't bear the pressure from home and the outside world, so she humiliated him again and again, and even punched and kicked him.

Even if she divorces tonight, it will be in front of her mother. She has no choice but to say it.

But, did Lu Fan really run away like this?

Not even a word was left behind.

"Are you being too harsh on him?"

Tang Huanxi lay on the bed, tossing and turning.

Street in the early morning.

A young man with shaggy hair and dark circles under his eyes was holding a mobile phone in one hand and giggling while putting freshly fried dough sticks in his mouth with the other hand.

Just as he expected last night, half of the transaction was completed that night, and all 5,000 Bitcoins were sold at a unit price of US$12,400.

A total of 434 million was deposited into his account while working at Tianliang Bank.

Bitcoin has been positioned by Warren Buffett as a new resource in the 21st century that far surpasses lottery tickets and stocks and can make people rich overnight.

So far, the largest transaction comes from Dubai, where a young man successfully purchased a sea-view villa on Palm Island for a price of US$8, worth US$3.3 billion!

Lu Fan had always thought this was a joke and a capital hype, but he never thought that when he was desperate, a small and inadvertent move would change everything.

He is now on his way to Huarong Group. He saw the news a few days ago that Huarong Group sold 20% of its shares, with a total value of 200 million. He wanted to buy it and help Tang Huanxi complete the family's mission. .

"Huh? It's you, a loser."

At the entrance of Huarong Group, a young man in a suit and leather shoes was walking in. When he saw Lu Fan, he suddenly stopped and sneered.

Lu Fan glanced at him and saw that it was Wang Jun, the project department manager of Huarong Group and Tang Huanxi's former suitor. After Tang Huanxi married him, he had humiliated Tang Huanxi several times in the name of work and was kicked out of the house by him in public yesterday.

Lu Fan was in a hurry to handle the equity acquisition and had no intention of talking to him. He looked away and walked in the door.

Wang Jun suddenly stood in front of him, folded his hands on his chest, looked at Qin Fan and sneered, "Who allowed you, a loser, to come in? Let Tang Huanxi come and apologize to me in person, and drink with me in the evening. I will pretend that what happened yesterday never happened. Pass."

The Tang family sent people here almost every day for public relations for Huarong's contract. Yesterday, he asked Tang Huanxi to accompany him for a drink but was rejected in public. He became so angry that he kicked her out. Unexpectedly, Lu Fan, a loser, appeared today.

"Idiot."

Lu Fan looked at him like he was an idiot and walked towards the door.

"What the hell did you say?"

Being humiliated by a trash in public, Wang Jun's face turned cold and he yelled loudly: "Do you know where this place is? Huarong Group, a trash like you can get in if you want? Get out of here now, don't let me shout." The security will kick you out!"

Lu Fan then raised his head and looked at Wang Jun doubtfully. He was just a project manager of the group, not a security manager. When would the group bring in people, would it be his turn to make the decision?

Seeing that Lu Fan finally looked at him, Wang Jun said proudly: "This is Huarong Group. You thought it was the doghouse of your Tang family. No one can protect you here. I can make the security guard beat you with just one word."

Like a dog, I will beat you out!"

Lu Fan, a loser at the bottom of society, can actually have a goddess like Tang Huanxi, damn it!

Lu Fan was stunned for a moment, then curled his lips, "If the place where I live is a doghouse, then Huarong Group will soon become a doghouse, and you will all become a dog working here."

He is about to acquire 20% of Huarong's shares and become the second largest shareholder here. If the place where he lives is a doghouse, then this group of people will be worse than dogs.

"Who are you calling a dog?!"

Wang Jun was furious and shouted loudly: "Security! What the hell are you doing standing still? Beat this loser out and remember his face. He will not be allowed to step into the gate of Huarong in this life! Show me once

Hit it once!”

After hearing this, several security guards strode over.

"I'll be downstairs in your company. If no one comes down within two minutes, I'll leave."

Unexpectedly, Lu Fan actually took out his mobile phone and made a call without haste.

Several security guards were stunned, and then they heard Wang Jun scold: "Are you idiots? He is just a piece of trash. He is just showing off in front of you. Fight him out. I will be responsible for anything that happens!"

Wang Jun didn't believe that Lu Fan knew anyone from Huarong Group, otherwise the Tang family would be so desperate to beg him for a contract? Even if he knew someone, he would definitely be an insignificant clerk!

"What the hell are you doing standing around like this? I raised you all for free? I don't think any of you dare to move. I'm going to call the human resources department right now and fire you all from your posts. Get out of here!"

Seeing several security guards staying where they were, Wang Jun jumped into a rage.

"Mr. Wu."

With a neat cry, Wang Jun suddenly turned his head and saw a middle-aged man in a black suit getting out of a Mercedes-Benz Maybach and striding up the stairs.

Wu Xiongfei, Chairman of Huarong Group.

"Mr. Wu? Why are you here so early?"

A flash of surprise flashed in Wang Jun's eyes, and he immediately greeted him with a smile on his face.

"What happened? There is a lot of noise in front of the company. How is it appropriate?" Wu Xiongfei said displeased.

"It's nothing. Just some trash came to make trouble in front of the company. I'm letting the security guard beat him up. It's just trash. Don't take it to heart."

Wang Jun bent down like a pug and followed Wu Xiongfei, saying flatteringly.

"waste?"

Wu Xiongfei frowned, squatted down in front of Lu Fan, looked at him and said, "Is it you who called me just now?"

"Yes." Lu Fan nodded.

"You want to acquire the 20% of my equity?"


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