Strongest Guard

"What are you pretending for? You're useless now. If you continue pretending, wouldn't it be a waste of your feelings?"    

Yue Zitong lazily said, "Lee Nanfang, you are just a brainless pig. Not only did you put yourself in danger of being silenced at any time for Lin Wanqing, but you also ruined our company's development plans. Fortunately, you're not by my side right now, otherwise I would have given you a few big slaps. "    

Director Yue said it lightly, but he actually hated Scumbag Lee to death in his heart.    

Using Lee Nanfang to buy the business at Lin City and increase the strength of her company was an important part of whether or not Kaihuang Group could soar. It was also the part that she was most worried about the problems.    

When she received Min Rou's call and heard that Lee Nanfang had gone against the Chen Family of Lingnan for Lin Wanqing, she wanted to capture him.    

After all, Loong Chengcheng, who represented the Yue Clan, was also a part of the Wu Steel Group and hoped that the Lin Family people would all die. There was really no reason for them to ignore their allies with the other large clans just to support Lee Nanfang.    

However, when she dialed Lee Nanfang's number, she still hoped that Loong Chengcheng had settled the matter there for Lee Nanfang before she found out about it.    

As long as he could handle that side, Yue Zitong would control that side as fast as she could — in the shopping mall, she never treated Lee Nanfang as a role. She only needed to move her little finger and she could sell him.    

Of course, when Loong Chengcheng and the others realized that the Lin City enterprise had actually landed in Yue Zitong's hands, no matter how much they regretted, it would be too late. They definitely wouldn't dare to use the way they dealt with normal people to deal with her.    

The aura of a hero was not useless at all. At the very least, it would be able to make those noble families fear her. With just half a year, she and Helan Xiaoxin's cooperation would have long turned that place into an impregnable fortress.    

Unfortunately, Scumbag Lee's impulsiveness completely destroyed Director Yue's perfect plan.    

She felt that she should hate Scumbag Lee to death.    

But why did the depression in her heart dissipate after a few flirtatious curses?    

Could it be that, in her heart, Scumbag Lee's position was even more important than the soaring Kaihuang Group?    

Tsk, how could this be possible!?    

I'm just giving face to my big sister.    

Yue Zitong curled her lips in disdain. Suddenly, she heard Lee Nanfang ask, "How much cash can you raise now? "As much as possible."    

"Why do you ask?"    

Yue Zitong's eyes lit up as she instantly realized something.    

"Answer my question first."    

"My calculations."    

Yue Zitong didn't pursue the matter any further. After doing some mental calculations, she finally said, "The most I can raise is seventy million."    

"What the f * ck? Do you really think that I don't know how powerful your family is?"    

Lee Nanfang sneered and said: "70 million cut off at the waist, it's already very good that you can take out half of it."    

Yue Zitong said stubbornly, "I can take the company to the bank."    

"How many times can you bet?"    

Lee Nanfang exposed her lie again: "Do you really think I don't know, that you are building a new workshop on the banks of the Yellow River? All of the available financial resources should be concentrated there, right? "    

Director Yue continued to brag: "You don't have to worry about that. If I say I can take out 70 million, I can take out 70 million."    

"Alright, you're the one who said that."    

"Since I've already said so, I won't let you off."    

Yue Zitong changed the subject. "Why are you asking me this?"    

"As long as I can gather a hundred million, within three days, I can buy the factory at Lin City."    

"You're lying!"    

Yue Zitong shouted, "Just now, you were just saying —"    

Lee Nanfang interrupted her, "Loong Chengcheng said so herself. "I reckon that she has already signed the contract for me in advance, so I can't say that now."    

"Really?"    

"Trick your puppy."    

"You're a puppy."    

"Then you're a puppy wife."    

"Scram, I'm your aunt —"    

The two of them once again entered the flirtatious mode. It was very natural that they would not act arrogantly, as if this was how they were born to live together. They would spend their whole lives together like this, and all their tears and pain would be diluted by this method.    

Unknowingly, the other party's position in his heart had increased.    

However, none of them noticed it. They just enjoyed the current way of dating and were not tired of it. After flaming for more than ten minutes, Lee Nanfang finally changed the topic: "Tongtong, tell this bro the truth. How much money can you raise at most?"    

"Call me aunt!"    

"OK, Tongtong."    

"Do you believe that I will bite you to death?"    

Yue Zitong opened her mouth and forcefully knocked on the door a few times with her little white teeth. After a moment of silence, she weakly said, "At most, I can raise seven million."    

"What?"    

Lee Nanfang suspected that he heard wrongly: "Say it again, how much money can you raise at most?"    

Yue Zitong's voice dropped even further, "7-7 million."    

"Yue Zitong!"    

Lee Nanfang was really worried. He shouted and jumped up from the bed while cursing, "Are you f * cking playing with me?"    

He had long known that Kaihuang Group had now invested most of their financial resources into the construction of new factories, and that if they wanted to take out seventy million, they would be lying with their eyes wide open. However, secretly, he felt that it wasn't a problem for Yue Zitong to put up thirty million.    

After all, Kaihuang Group was a well-known business in Qingshan and she did not have any money on her right now, but Yue Zitong still had the aura of a hero on her head. Just by going to the bank, she could borrow thirty to twenty million.    

However, he had never expected that Yue Zitong would say that she was capable of offering a maximum of seven million!    

Seven million was an astronomical figure that would have been impossible for a normal family.    

What if it was placed in an enterprise of the size of Kaihuang Group?    

What the heck!    

Oh, maybe not even a fart.    

The guilty Director Yue said stubbornly: "How am I playing with you? If I have something, can you just say it? "    

"You, you …"    

Lee Nanfang was so angry that he started to stutter: "You, you said that you want to join hands with me, took out 100 million to buy that place, and even shamelessly opened your mouth to ask for 70% of the shares. Ha, what's 70% of the shares? Can you buy it for seven million? "    

"When I said I would own 70% of the shares, I was the one who calculated the technical staff."    

Yue Zitong quibbled, "You don't need to worry about my work, technology, production, marketing, or anything else. You're just responsible for the fund-raising …"    

"Scram!"    

Lee Nanfang could not take it anymore and cursed, "The production line over there, the skilled workers, etc., are all readily available. You even need a fart from a person, his skill is fart, fart — you really infuriate me. "I've lived for so long, but I've never seen you so shameless."    

"Congratulations, you can see it now. There's no need to thank me. My name is Lei Feng."    

"Hai."    

Yue Zitong was so shameless that she completely defeated Lee Nanfang. She couldn't be bothered to scold Lee Nanfang anymore. She sighed heavily and asked, "Did you throw all your life into the construction of the new factory on the Yellow River?"    

"Hm, a total of 90 million."    

"This 90 million Li should include the loan that you used your hero title to mortgage to the bank, right?"    

"The name of a hero isn't worth much."    

Yue Zitong snickered. "In front of the capital, no matter how big a hero is, they would only be worth at most 10 million."    

"But your Fairy Beauty Silk Socks have become famous. Unless your brain is filled with water, the bank will not be able to see how glorious your future is. They will not dare to lend you any money."    

"If I hadn't been exiled from my family, it would have been easy for me to lend a hundred million."    

Yue Zitong's voice was light and filled with helplessness.    

Lee Nanfang understood, this must be the Yue Clan's scheme again, doing their best to obstruct her development.    

It was easy to understand why the Yue Clan was so heartless.    

For example, after you had a fight with a stranger, you would go your separate ways. In the future, when you see him again, you would at most ignore him.    

But once you break up with your family and friends and become your enemy, they will hate you for life and seize the opportunity to make you miserable without the slightest bit of past affection.    

Yue Zitong was facing such a situation. It was already a huge honor for her to borrow 10 million from the bank. In order to build a new factory, she was now clenching her teeth and tightening her belt.    

Sensing Aunt Yue's predicament, Lee Nanfang didn't continue to scold her. He could only depressingly say: "Then why do you want to form a partnership with me?"    

Yue Zitong interrupted him. "As long as there's a 1% chance of buying that side, I'll put in 200% of my effort to get it."    

"It's easy to say, but where is the money?"    

"You handle it."    

"Damn, do you think I can make it to 100 million?"    

"I don't care. It's your problem anyway."    

"Why do you look so confident?"    

"Nonsense. You're my fiancé, you're a man. If you don't help your fiancée solve her problems, who should I look for?"    

"Don't try to get close. Go find Brother Fusu. He's so capable, so why does he have to place a heavy burden on a scumbag like me? "    

Lee Nanfang regretted it immediately after he blurted out those words.    

"He doesn't want me anymore."    

After a long silence, Yue Zitong said softly, "Besides you, there is no one else who can wholeheartedly help me."    

"I …"    

Lee Nanfang's heart suddenly hurt. Just as he was about to say something, his phone beeped.    

Instead of charging, he frowned and looked out of the window. It was unknown what he was thinking.    

Yue Zitong didn't call him again. She just sat cross-legged on the bed like he did, quietly looking at the floor. After a long time, she suddenly smiled.    

That smile was extremely beautiful.    

It was like a midnight epiphyllum blooming and disappearing in an instant.    

The sun rose and a new day began.    

After Yue Zitong finished washing her face and rinsing her mouth, she did not rush to the company as usual. Instead, she called Helan Xiaoxin and said that she had something to do and would not be at the company for the time being.    

At one o'clock in the afternoon, Yue Zitong, wearing a white trench coat and sunglasses, appeared on the northern shore of the sea behind Beijing.    

On both sides of the sea, in the Pre-Qing Dynasty, this was where the prince lived. Regardless of whether the residence was grand or not, being able to live here was a symbol of one's identity.    

After so many years, the aftersea was still the same. Most of the manors were still quietly standing on both sides of the sea, but those princes who had called the shots in China back then, had already been submerged in the river of history.    

This place had become synonymous with high-end bars. Every night, when night fell, the heavy metal would howl wildly, as if it wanted to tear the night of history into shreds.    

But a few hundred meters down the street, the bar would disappear, bringing with it the rare tranquility of an international city, the closed gates of the courtyards, the ornate buildings, all of them silently reminding people that I am still a symbol of my identity.    

Yue Zitong was extremely familiar with all of this because she had grown up here.