Rebirth to 80s: Daughter-in-law is a Bit Spicy

Can't you really cooperate?

Nothing in this world is absolute. Friends in the business field today may turn their faces into enemies tomorrow.

Today's enemies may become friends again.

The suggestions Du Zhaohui gave were reasonable, and it was difficult for Xia Xiaolan to refuse.

There are too many things that can be done with 20 million. Du Zhaohui only gets back the principal, and all the profits earned can go to her. She also gave her Liu Tianquan and Xia Ziyu as a gift. It is difficult for Xia Xiaolan to refuse!

But reason told her that Du Zhaohui was not a good person.

"I thought for a while. I still can't do business with the underworld. Master Du, to be honest, you can always tie people to Shen Hai, which makes me a little scared."

Is it right?

From that smooth little face, Du Zhaohui did not find a trace of fear.

"I'm so sincere. I'm talking about tens of millions of business with you. Are you telling me about tying people to Shen Hai? I'm worth hundreds of millions, and there are so many things I can do every day. You treat me as a murderous madman— —Please, people don’t want to kill me, I don’t have time to do bad things everywhere!"

If others wanted to kill him, there was no way. If Du Zhaohui didn't retaliate, he wouldn't live to be more than 20 years old.

In general, he considers himself very upright and kind.

If you accidentally stabbed someone else... it must be the knife's first hand!

Xia Xiaolan stood up: "It's worth hundreds of millions? You mean the assets of the Hongrong Group. How do I remember that the shares are still in Du Dong's name..."

So how can anyone be worth hundreds of millions.

Except for the villa he lives in, except for the sports car he buys with his pocket money every year, everything Du Zhaohui has now is imaginary, based on Du Zhengrong's past "favors" for him. Once the pampering is gone, Du Zhaohui's future will get worse and worse. If you are lucky, you can continue to get some bonus points. If you are not lucky, it is not good.

Du Zhaohui's face was green.

"At least 20 million is true!"

That's also true.

Not only 20 million is real, but sports cars and villas are real.

Xia Xiaolan hesitated for a while looking at the famous brand all over his body and the shiny and shiny hair.

"Have you considered selling all the villas and sports cars in your name?"

Du Zhaohui's mind was completely down:

"Huh?!"

Xia Xiaolan was very serious. The delicate voice fell in Du Zhaohui's ears like a devil's bewitching: "Since you want to bet for a year, you might as well take a big bet. 20 million yuan is a lot of money, but 20 million and 30 million. , Is not the same as the business that 40 million can do. If you win, naturally everyone is happy, if you lose unluckily... the result cannot be worse than if you have no inheritance rights."

This year, if you can have 40 million as a capital, what kind of business can't be done in the Mainland?

If Xia Xiaolan had the money, she would definitely start anew, not sinking up and down in the mud of Du's house.

Why are you fighting with the Du family?

In 10 or 20 years, there is a chance that 40 million will reach 4 billion. What if you don't inherit the Du family, you will still be a rich man!

What's more, if Du Zhaohui wants to make 40 million to 400 million, 4 billion, or even more, if he has such a capable son, who does Du Xingrong not hand over the family property to him?

Du Zhaohui seemed to be hit by a hammer.

The coffee that was drunk tasted honey for a while, then turned into wine again.

Xun made him wandering when he walked.

Coming out of the hotel, the parking boy drove his car in front of him.

"A Hua, you come to drive."

Ah Hua didn't know what happened. Du Zhaohui and Xia Xiaolan were talking about avoiding him and Bai Pearl.

What did the eldest master say to Miss Xia, and why he looked desperate.

Did you ask Miss Xia to confess and was rejected by Miss Xia?

A Hua was wondering how to comfort the young master. Du Zhaohui took out a cigarette and lit it several times without lighting it.

Even more bizarre is that he returned to his residence, ran to the garage and took a round, touched all the cars like a pervert, and patrolled his villa.

Finally, Du Zhaohui called his assistant:

"How many assets do I have under my name?"

Huh? !

The young master spends as much money as he can. When did he care about whether the money was enough to spend.

But as an assistant, the boss doesn’t care about these things. They don’t dare not care: "Are you talking about all the assets? Master, the most valuable property under your name is the Villa in the Mid-Levels where you live now. Since last year, Hong Kong House prices have started to rise. The market price of your villa is now about 14 million Hong Kong dollars. Your other three properties are worth about 4 million Hong Kong dollars. There are 6 cars under your name. According to the purchase price, the total price is more than 15 million Hong Kong dollars... …"

Du Zhaohui’s cigarettes were smoked one by one:

"What else, the balance of my bank account?"

"You have 20.12 million Hong Kong dollars in your bank account, and 20 million is—"

"Wait, you mean that in addition to the 20 million that the old man just gave, I only have 120,000 in my bank account?!"

The assistant didn't know where he was wrong, but there was indeed only so much money in the young master's account, only to bite the bullet and nod.

"Yes, big or small, only 120,000 Hong Kong dollars."

Du Zhaohui's head started to hurt.

When he was 18 years old, Du Zongrong purchased this half-mountain villa for him, and he moved out of the Du family mansion.

Since that year, he has received tens of millions of dividends every year. He is 25 years old and less than 26 years old. This dividend has been received for seven or eight years, sometimes more and sometimes less, but it should be 50 or 60 million. .

But now, after calculating, he bought only three properties worth 4 million yuan, and he bought the car worth 15 million yuan.

At least 40 million Hong Kong dollars are left. What kind of ghosts did it spend?

"Where did my money go?"

Du Zhaohui was talking to himself, and the assistant's head was about to explode.

What does the young master mean? Is it because he misunderstood who gave him the money?

This matter must be explained clearly to the eldest master, or it will kill you! The assistant tremblingly opened the account book: "I only worked for you in 1983. In January of 1984, you bought a set of real estate for Miss Judy at a cost of 700,000 Hong Kong dollars. In the same month, you sent a few jewelry and brand-name bags at a cost of 260,000 Hong Kong dollars— —"

"Shut up, I'm not asking about this!"

Du Zhaohui was a little uncomfortable.

During the years when he was holding female stars, he was really crazy.

It's not surprising that I met a woman with a good appetite and spent two or three million on her.

But since the second half of 1984, when he went to the mainland, he had no time to become a female celebrity. In 1985, he didn’t spend much money, except for his own daily expenses and raising a group of people around him... There are several millions, right?

"Your dividends from last year have not been credited to your account. Would you like to ask the company?"

Du Zhaohui kicked the assistant, "You're not going to say so soon!"

Du Zhaohui quickly worked out an account for himself. This year's dividend is even 10 million. He took 20 million from the old man and sold the villa and other properties as well as Chetong to make up 30 million.

Xia Xiaolan was wrong. He has not only 40 million, but 60 million Hong Kong dollars!

Yes, with 60 million Hong Kong dollars, he hasn't thought about doing something by himself?

Du Zhaohui began to feel heartbroken about the 40 million that he had squandered. Can he make up 100 million in a so-so-is it feasible to find those women to return things? Forget it, he couldn't remember what those women looked like, and it would be too embarrassing to do such a thing.

It's more embarrassing than selling a villa or selling a car.

Du Zhaohui stepped on the long-haired carpet, how comfortable this house is, he really reluctant to sell...