V1.Chapter 1314

Really can't cooperate?

Nothing in the world is absolute. Friends in business today may turn against each other tomorrow.

Today's enemies may become friends again.

Du Zhaohui's suggestions are reasonable, and Xia Xiaolan can hardly refuse them.

There are too many things that can be done for $20 million. Du Zhaohui only takes back the principal, and all the profits she makes can belong to her. She also gives her two partners, Liu Tianquan and Xia Ziyu. Xia Xiaolan can hardly refuse!

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

"After thinking about it, I still can't do business with the underworld. Du Dashao, to tell you the truth, I'm a little afraid of you tying people to the sea. "

Is it?

From that smooth little face, Du Zhaohui was stunned and didn't find a trace of fear.

"I'm so sincere. I'm talking to you about tens of millions of business. Are you talking to me about tying people to the sea? I'm worth hundreds of millions. I can do so many things every day. You think I'm a murderer - please, others don't want to kill me. I don't have time to do bad things everywhere! "

If others want to kill him, there is no way. If Du Zhaohui doesn't retaliate, he won't live to be in his twenties.

On the whole, he thinks he is very honest and kind.

If you accidentally stab someone... It must be the hand that moves first!

Xia Xiaolan stood up: "worth hundreds of millions? You mean the assets of Chengrong group. How can I remember that all the shares are still in the name of Du Dong... "

So there's nothing worth hundreds of millions.

In addition to the villa he lives in and the sports car he buys with pocket money every year, everything Du Zhaohui has now is empty, based on Du Chengrong's "love" for him in the past. Once the pet is gone, Du Zhaohui's future life will get worse and worse. If he is lucky, he can continue to get some dividends. If he is not lucky, he can't say it.

Du Zhaohui's face was green.

"At least 20 million is true!"

That's true.

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

Xia Xiaolan hesitated for a moment when she saw that he was covered in famous brands and his hair was shiny:

"Have you ever considered selling your villa and sports car?"

Du Zhaohui's brain completely crashed:

"Ha?!"

Xia Xiaolan was very serious. The charming voice fell into Du Zhaohui's ears like a devil's bewitchment: "since you want to gamble for a year, you might as well gamble a big one. 20 million is a lot of money, but 20 million and 30 million are different from the business of 4000 omnipotent. If you win, everyone will be happy. If you lose... The result can't be worse than if you lose your inheritance. "

These days, with a capital of 40 million, what business can't be done in the mainland?

If Xia Xiaolan had the money, she would definitely start a new stove and not fall into the mud of the Du family.

Why argue with the Du family.

In 10 or 20 years, 40 million people have the opportunity to achieve 4 billion. What if they don't inherit the Du family, they are still rich!

What's more, if Du Zhaohui wants to make 40 million yuan 400 million, 4 billion or even more, who will Du Chengrong give his family property to if he has such a capable son?

Du Zhaohui seems to have been hit in the head by a hammer.

The coffee that you drink tastes of honey and turns into wine.

The smoke made him walk.

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

"Ah Hua, you drive."

Ah Hua didn't know what had happened. Du Zhaohui's conversation with Xia Xiaolan avoided him and white pearl.

What did the young master say to Miss Xia? How did he look lost.

Did you find Miss Xia to confess, but Miss Xia refused?

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

What's more strange is that he returned to his residence, ran to the garage for a turn, touched all the cars like a pervert, and inspected his villa.

Finally, Du Zhaohui called his assistant:

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

Ha?!

The young master spends when he has money. When did he care whether the money was enough.

However, when people are assistants, the boss doesn't care about this because he is too troublesome. They dare not care: "do you mean all the assets? Young master, the most valuable property under your name is the mid level villa you live in now. Since last year, the house price in Hong Kong has started to rise. The market price of your villa is now about HK $14 million. The total value of your other three properties is about HK $4 million. There are 6 cars under your name. According to the purchase price, the total price exceeds HK $15 million... "

Du Zhaohui smoked one cigarette after another:

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

"In your bank account, there are HK $2012 million and HK $20 million -"

"Wait, you mean there are only 120000 in my bank account except the 20 million just given by the old man?"

The assistant didn't know what he was wrong, but the young master really had so much money in his account, so he had to nod his head.

"Yes, big or small, only 120000 Hong Kong dollars."

Du Zhaohui began to have a headache.

When he was 18 years old, Du Chengrong bought this mid level 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. How should there be 50 or 60 million.

But now, he bought only three properties worth 4 million and cars worth 15 million.

At least HK $40 million is left. Where the hell did it go?

"Where did I spend my money?"

Du Zhaohui is talking to himself. His assistant's head is about to explode.

What does the young master mean? Did he misunderstand who gave him the money?

This matter must be explained clearly to the young master, if it won't cause human life! The assistant opened the account book tremblingly: "I worked for you in 83 years. In January 84, you bought a house for Miss Judy at a cost of HK $700000. In the same month, you gave some jewelry and famous brand bags at a cost of HK $260000 -"

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

Du Zhaohui is a little uncomfortable.

The years when he held up female stars were really crazy.

It's not surprising to spend two or three million on a woman who suits your appetite.

But since he went to the mainland in the second half of 84, he has no time to hold female stars. He hasn't spent much money in the whole 85 years, except for his own daily expenses and raising a group of people around him... Is there millions left?

"Your dividend last year hasn't been paid to your account. Would you like to ask the company?"

Du Zhaohui kicked the assistant, "you jumped into the street and didn't say it earlier!"

Du Zhaohui quickly calculated an account for himself. This year's dividend was even 10 million. He took 20 million from the old man. He sold all the villas, other properties and cars, and could raise 30 million.

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

Yes, with HK $60 million, he didn't think about doing anything by himself?

Du Zhaohui began to feel heartache. He squandered 40 million yuan by himself, but he could scrape up 100 million yuan. Is it feasible to find those women to return things now? Forget it, he can't remember what those women look like. It's a shame to do such a thing.

It's more humiliating than selling villas and cars.

Du Zhaohui is walking on the plush carpet. How comfortable the house is. He is really reluctant to sell it