Chapter 572: Femme Fatale

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Although Wang Zheng doesn't mind things like 'one-night stands'. But it also depends on whether it's worth it or not. Although these girls are not vulgar fans, and even in the eyes of ordinary people, they can be regarded as beauties, but Wang Zheng, who has Shen Bing and Yu Yixue, two stunning beauties of the heavenly fragrance and national beauty, has been nourished, and ordinary beauties have long been out of his eyes, and he doesn't like 'bus' type women.

Seeing that Wang Zheng really didn't mean wind and flow, Huang Hongwei didn't say anything more. The subsequent chats between the three began to be more business-oriented.

"Mr. Wang, if the cooperation between the two sides can be reached this time, I wonder if we can borrow money from East West Bank? As for the reason, you must also know that China has recently been extremely strict in managing large amounts of foreign investment, and it is not easy to transfer five or six billion US dollars out. ”

At this time, Wang Zheng felt more and more that the vast majority of East West Bank's capital was simply an advantage abroad, especially when the state controlled the outflow of capital. And this is probably the reason why the Huang family is looking for their own cooperation.

"Yes, no problem! However, I also want to ask the Huang family for a favor!"

"Please?"

"Mr. Huang is also aware that Wharf is now building a 'mixed-use city' of commerce, entertainment and leisure in China's major first- and second-tier cities. So, we also need a lot of money. So, can we make a switch in terms of funding for this cooperation?"

With Huang Hongwei's cleverness, he instantly understood Wang Zheng's plan.

"What Mr. Wang means is, how many dollars we take from East West Bank, and how many Huaxia dollars will be compensated to you in China?"

"That's right!" Wang Zheng nodded, "In this way, everyone gets what they want, and it also reduces the cost of capital flow, which is a win-win cooperation." ”

Huang Hongwei sighed for a while, "I will discuss it with my family when I go back, if nothing happens, Mr. Wang's proposal will not be a problem." ”

"Hehe, I look forward to good news from Mr. Huang. Smiling, Wang Zheng picked up his wine glass, "Come, let's have a drink!"

"Cheers!"

"Happy working together!"

When the three of them were drinking, Wang Gan, who had been sitting on the chair behind Wang Zheng, seemed to have received some news, suddenly stood up, walked to Wang Zheng's side, and said a few words in his ear.

"I see!"

After waving his hand, Wang Zheng stood up, "Two, something happened in the company, I'm afraid I'm going to leave early." ”

"It's just that we've talked about everything we should talk about, and we've eaten everything we should eat, let's leave together!" Huang Hongwei also stood up with the sound of speaking.

Wang Ying nodded, "Zhengzi, in this Forty-Nine City, if there is anything that needs the help of your brother, just ask!"

"That's right, everyone is friends now, if Mr. Wang encounters any difficulties here, just ask, we will definitely help!" Huang Hongwei echoed.

"Thank you both, but it's just a business matter for the company, and it's not that difficult. ”

"Alright, let's go!"

After Huang Hongwei nodded, the three of them hugged each other and walked out of the room with their respective bodyguards.

The scale of Jianfu Palace is not small, there are four or five cross-courtyards on the left and right, and there are even courtyards of Fuchen Hall and Jingyixuan, which occupy a large area. In terms of its reputation, there are also many guests, basically all of whom are dignitaries. But Wang Zheng, who had seen a lot, didn't care.

But just as he was chatting with Huang Hongwei and Wang Ying, passing through a hanging flower door, and just about to turn the corner, there was a sudden sound behind him that seemed to be Wu Nong's soft words, and the voice was coquettish, but with a hint of a hint of a different meaning.

Wang Zheng, who was impressed, frowned, and just when he hesitated whether to turn back, there was still a sound of hurried and light footsteps from far and near, behind him. With a burst of roses like an orchid musk, a soft and boneless fiery body suddenly came up, especially when the right arm was hugged into his arms, the amazing softness made him subconsciously give up the idea of pulling his arm out of the other party's arms.

However, his sluggishness attracted the attention of the entire courtyard. Especially this place is located at the exit of the 'Jianfu Palace Club', there is a relatively large flow of people, and there are many eyes containing envy, jealousy, and even schadenfreude on Wang Zheng. But now Wang Zheng, who has experienced this scene too many times, has long been accustomed to being the focus of everyone's attention, so his expression has not changed much.

But the woman beside him who is disgusted and happy, beautiful, and exudes amazing allure all over her body is a headache for him. Especially in the past few months, the two sides have not met once or twice, both openly and secretly. Therefore, although Wang Zheng was enjoying physical pleasure at this time, his spirit began to be vigilant.

"Sister Hong, don't come here for a few months!"

Fu Qihong squinted slightly, for this man who has repeatedly frustrated her since she met, she has a strong desire to conquer and a deeper and deeper hatred in her heart with a haughty personality and peculiar thinking.

She wants to start from scratch and create a huge foundation, Wang Zheng, who is a rare century-old genius in the mouth of others, worships under her pomegranate skirt to satisfy Fu Qihong's inner queen-like pride and desire for control. But it just so happens that Wang Zheng is also a person who is extremely proud in his heart. So, with the struggle between the two to control and not want to be controlled, the contradiction becomes deeper and deeper. It's almost an unsolvable knot.

Fu Qihong, who had a lot of thoughts in her heart, looked at the face in front of her that made her hit the wall repeatedly, and after a trace of complexity flashed in her eyes, she suddenly laughed, "Xiao Zheng, why don't you go to my sister's place to sit and sit when you have time, I will keep the door for you!" As she spoke, Fu Qihong raised her right hand and gently brushed it seductively on Wang Zheng's chin.

Maybe this flick seems irrelevant to Wang Zheng, but in the eyes of others, he immediately made a lot of associations about the relationship between the two. And if Fu Qihong is not high, it confirms everyone's association.

Just when Wang Zheng's expression changed, he secretly felt a headache, and he was about to solve this misunderstanding, a slightly awkward voice came from behind him again.

"Crimson, who is he?"

The unceremonious words made Wang Zheng frown, and half-turned to look back. Soon, a young man in a suit, slightly emaciated, with protruding cheekbones on both sides, slender eyes, pursed lips, and a gloomy temperament with arrogance appeared in his eyes.

"Digging man, this is the Wang Zheng I used to tell you before!" As she spoke, Fu Qihong tightened Wang Zheng's arm in her arms, and with the look on her pretty face, she looked like a woman in love.

Looking at the increasingly angry expression of the man in front of him, if he didn't know Fu Qihong's plan, it would really be so big for nothing.

But just when he was about to pull his arm out of Fu Qihong's arms to resolve the misunderstanding, "It turns out that you are Wang Zheng, don't you look good now?"

The arrogant and unceremonious words suddenly forced Wang Zheng into a corner. If he didn't want to lose face in front of so many people, he had to fight back. But Wang Zheng is 100% sure that this is exactly falling into the trap carefully arranged by Fu Qihong.

The anger of being calculated made Wang Zheng's face suddenly cold. But at this moment, he couldn't vent at Fu Qihong.

"I'm sorry, do I know you?"

Wang Zheng, who raised his chin, revealed a kind of contempt in his words. It just so happens that his height is higher than that of the other party, which highlights this condescending momentum.

"I'm going to duel you!"

Looking at the young man who swore and looked proud, Wang Zheng's eyes widened, as if he was looking at a fool. While feeling quite funny in my heart, I finally determined the sex of the other party. To use a popular word these days. The guy in front of him is a typical 'secondary two boy'.

"I'm sorry, but I don't have time to mess around with you. If you want to find someone to fight a duel, go to medieval Europe!"

After the words fell, Wang Zheng pulled out his arm from Fu Qihong's arms, turned around and prepared to leave.

"The people of China are the people of China, and even after a hundred years, they will be the sick man of East Asia!" The sarcastic words made Wang Zheng's footsteps just now stand up.

"Hey, little Japan, what nonsense are you talking about, believe it or not, I'm going to beat you!"

Before Wang Zheng could speak, there were already people next to him who couldn't stand it and scolded.

But this Japanese, who is called a digging man, but doesn't know what his surname is, doesn't seem to take the malice in the eyes of everyone around him to heart, but becomes even more arrogant.

"Come on, if you have the ability, come up and fight me, as long as you can defeat me, I will not only retract what I just said, but also kneel on the ground and kowtow to you to admit my mistakes!"

"Tamad, I have to teach you a lesson today!"

As he spoke, a strong man in a black jacket with an angry expression next to him flew off the field despite the obstruction of his companions, and kicked straight at the waist of the Japanese man called the digging man. Judging from his strength and speed, it is obvious that this guy who has fallen off the field is also a practitioner. The legs are fast and powerful, and when you meet ordinary people, you will never be able to stand up with this foot. But this Japanese named digging man obviously had the ability to be arrogant, not only quickly retreated to give way to this kick, but also raised his right hand together and slashed down at the knee joint of the strong man like a knife. The sharp movements and momentum made Wang Zheng, who was standing on the side, look different.

I didn't expect that this Japanese not only knew how to fight, but also the level was not low, and the power on the palm knife was enough to break people's legs. Wang Zheng, who unswervingly let others accept it for him because of himself, kicked under his feet, and with huge strength, the whole person rushed out like lightning.

In the eyes of outsiders, it was almost a shadow flashing, and Wang Zheng's right fist had already blocked the way of the palm knife. And this Japanese named Digman seems to have expected this for a long time. Halfway through, he turned his palm into a fist, his strength increased by three points, and he hit Wang Zheng's fist directly.