Black tea was a little trick that Meng Qidong used to test this uninvited guest.

It's just that he saw it so quickly, and he directly ridiculed it, it seems that the back is not very simple!

The two of them have figured out in the confrontation between you and me.

However, this time it was the other side who won.

Since the establishment of the Meng family, a huge family business, Meng Qidong, who has not suffered a loss for a long time, has a deeper smile on his face, which is impossible to ignore.

From the other party's dress and the time of arrival, plus the monitoring data of one kilometer outside the villa sent by the housekeeper, it fully implies that the visitor is not good.

After living for such an age, he has seen many unscrupulous people for profit, and as one of them, he naturally knows how corrosive money and power can be on people.

It is a daily thing for someone to take refuge in him and fight against the Fu Group for money, and Meng Qidong does not have too many doubts about this.

Just one thing.

He stared intently at the cup of black tea in front of him, and his expression was unwavering: "Who told you that I had a problem with the Fu family." ”

The old fox is the old fox, the man sneered in his heart, and the corners of his mouth rose up.

Before he came, he had already guessed that Meng Qidong could not be fooled so simply.

After such a long time, I think it was because I couldn't find my heels, so I didn't dare to act rashly for a while, so I was here to "treat people politely".

The man took out his right hand wrapped in a black glove from his pocket, lifted it up and pressed his mask, and said in an obvious teasing tone: "Good things don't go out, bad things spread thousands of miles." ”

"Miss Meng's grandeur at the rich old lady's birthday party made us ordinary people tremble. With merciless taunts, the corners of the masked man's mouth twitched downward, his hand hadn't been settled since it came out of his pocket.

From time to time, his right hand was masked with his own, and occasionally flung into the air along with the content of his own speech, looking a little out of place.

But even so, the masked man has never exposed his skin, and his privacy is well protected.

This made Meng Qidong's eyes, who wanted to determine his age through his texture and texture, darken again.

It's very well concealed, it's not like the three-legged cat kung fu learned from the Internet, but it's a bit like a special institution.

This guess made him feel certain, the corners of his mouth twitched, pretending to be provoked by the other party, and snorted coldly: "You still don't have to worry about your own affairs." ”

"Get straight to the point, what do you want?"

Asked this question for the second time, this time Meng Qidong was no longer so confident.

He recalled all the details from when he saw the masked man, and found that he had vague signs of being taken away by the other party, and pulled the initiative back.

He stared majestically at the masked man, waiting for the other party to offer what he wanted.

"I ...... Ahem!" Accompanied by a word I, the successive coughs affected the coherence of the masked man's words, he quickly covered his lips, and soothed for a while before speaking again: "Five hundred million." ”

"Five hundred million?" repeated the man's words, Meng Qidong's eyes, which had become cloudy with the passage of time, flashed with a little light.

500 million, it is not expensive to target the IT department of the Fu Group, but who can be sure that the person behind the other party is not Fu Shen who has been prepared for a long time or someone else who is looking forward to the two of them competing and profiting?

You must know that in Nancheng, a land where every inch of land is valuable, there are many people waiting for the top.

As soon as they get the chance, the group will cling to their major arteries like leeches, ready to deliver a fatal blow.

"That's right, not a penny is missing. The masked man suddenly became a little impatient, and he knocked on the mahogany table impatiently: "For a big man like Mr. Meng, if you can cause ** annoyance to the Fu Group, even if you want to be happy, these 500 million are just sprinkling water!"

This time, I didn't come to Meng Qidong to compete with him.

The masked man looked at Meng Qidong's state of thought through the clown mask, and the corners of his mouth were slightly raised.

The old fox is still pretending to be with him, pretending that he has a cash flow problem.

Before he came, he had already investigated, and this guy was fat.

"Money is fine, but ...... What if you're going to lie to me?"

Proficient in psychology, Meng Qidong didn't think about it for too long, his palm supported his chin, and his tone remained unchanged: "You know, even for me, 500 million is not a small amount." ”

At first glance, his words seem a little naïve, as ridiculous as elementary school students discussing the correctness of addition and subtraction within ten.

But it just reflects his seriousness and concern for this matter.

If you really choose to cooperate with him for the sake of money, when you hear that he agrees with the value of 500 million, you may ignore other things because of joy.

It's just that the masked man wasn't for money from the start.

He was not bewitched by Meng Qidong, but he pretended to be bewitched by him, and his voice carried some eagerness: "You can divide it in batches, give half of the deposit first, and then give me the other half after the matter is over." ”

"Contract?"

Meng Qidong looked at his reaction and nodded quietly: "I think it should have legal effect!"

"Is Mr. Meng joking? I don't think you have any sincerity in this cooperation, otherwise you wouldn't have repeatedly tested me! The legal effect is just a matter of words to you, isn't it?"

The masked man sneered, and his eyes through the mask shone on Meng Qidong's face like a fiery laser ray: "Don't want to spy on my identity, I'm just trying to make a lot of money, but I don't want to get into trouble." ”

"It's getting late, and it's time for me to go back and rest. Good night, Mr. Meng. As if his patience had been worn out by the scene in front of him, the masked man stood up, swept his whole body with his gloves, and looked at Meng Qidong defiantly: "It's just sweeping the ashes, Old Man Meng doesn't mind, right?"

"Wait, I need to see your sincerity first. ”

When the men had already opened the door and were about to walk out, Meng Qidong finally opened his mouth and made a decision.

The masked man withdrew his right foot, and his voice was tinged with joy: "Congratulations, you made the right decision." ”

He glanced up at the clock hanging on the wall, and the smile on his lips widened.

After having dinner at Fu's house, Jiang Nuan didn't stay too long.

She looked at Fu Shen, who was standing in the darkness with a beam of light above her head, and made a final struggle: "You really don't have to send me home and chat with your friends?"

Maybe it's because this area is inhabited by wealthy people, so you only need to get a taxi out of the gate of the villa area.