Solving Middle Age Crisis by Intelligence System Chapter 349 - 237: Two Hundred Million, Right? Fine, I’ll Gi

Hilton Hotel, the café on the first floor.

Qi Yun sits across from Zhao Weilin, with Dong Anyun seated to the side.

Dong Anyun speaks first, "President Qi, let introduce you to the chairman of our company, Mr. Zhao Weilin."

Qi Yun stares blankly at Zhao Weilin, without any intention to reach out and greet him.

Zhao Weilin also keeps his eyes firmly on him, full of scrutiny.

"Waiter, three cups of coffee please." Dong Anyun senses the tension in the air, calls out to the waiter, and forces a slight smile, "The coffee here is quite good."

However, neither Zhao Weilin nor Qi Yun responds to her attempt to break the ice.

Ever since Zhao Weilin arrived in this city, he not only obtained detailed information about Zhao Qing but also thoroughly investigated Qi Yun.

He now knows that this guy in front of him had been married once before getting together with his daughter, and the child isn’t even with his daughter...

This made him feel that Zhao Qing was at a loss, being with soone who was divorced and had a child.

But luckily, they are not yet married.

"Qi Yun, right?" Zhao Weilin finally speaks, but his tone sounds sowhat unfriendly.

Qi Yun notes the hostility in the other’s eyes, assuming it’s because he refused the equity acquisition, causing resentnt.

He looks at his watch, checks the ti, and says calmly, "Go ahead, why are you looking for ?"

Zhao Weilin is even more displeased by his lack of respect. Just as he is about to speak, he is interrupted by Dong Anyun.

"President Qi, we’re mainly here to discuss the issue of Dawn Technology’s equity," Dong Anyun replies, glancing at Zhao Weilin with a smile.

She can sense that her boss has changed significantly over the past two days. Whenever matters concerning Zhao Qing are involved, he loses his usual wisdom and composure.

Qi Yun pushes aside the coffee in front of him, picks up a bottle of water, opens it, and takes a sip, saying unhurriedly, "I don’t think there’s any more need to discuss this matter further. As I told you last ti, I have no intention of transferring it at the mont."

"If you insist on buying, then it’s two hundred million."

Zhao Weilin sneers, "Two hundred million, you’ve got quite an appetite, don’t you? Can you handle that much?"

Qi Yun glances at Zhao Weilin, his temper flaring up. He hasn’t even started troubling him, yet the man already displays a sour face and speaks with a sharp tongue.

How does soone with such conduct beco a business mogul?

He acts like a philanthropist by donating thirty million in front of the caras but is so contemptible in private.

"It’s none of your business if I can handle it or not. If you want to buy it, pay up. If you can’t afford it, don’t waste my ti." Qi Yun retorts stiffly.

Zhao Weilin is slightly taken aback, clearly not expecting Qi Yun to talk to him like this, with no respect whatsoever.

He gives Qi Yun a side glance and sneers once more, "Heh, two hundred million, is it? Fine, I can give it to you!"

This ti, it’s Qi Yun’s turn to be taken aback. A look of astonishnt flashes across his face, nearly wondering if he heard it wrong.

The opponent is willing to buy for two hundred million; has Tao Ziming made so groundbreaking progress?

Or does the opponent have so information unknown to him?

For a mont, he is sowhat puzzled.

"But I have one condition," Zhao Weilin adds.

Two hundred million is no small amount, but Qi Yun doesn’t lack it, so after a brief surprise, he quickly regains his composure, sits back, and nonchalantly utters, "Say it."

"I want you to leave Zhao Qing," Zhao Weilin says firmly.

Qi Yun hears this, his pupils suddenly dilate, truly thinking he heard wrong: "Say that again?"

Zhao Weilin extends a finger, pokes at the table, and with a firm gaze on Qi Yun, emphasizes each word, "I want you to leave Zhao Qing!"

This ti, Qi Yun hears clearly, and his expression turns grim, coldly surveying the other: "Am I too nice to you?"

"Did you forget to bring your brain when you went out?"

He was already fuming, and now he is completely enraged.

He can tolerate conflicts and clashes; after all, in today’s world, making money involves bowing, kneeling, and scraping these are basic skills.

But ssing with his woman is absolutely unacceptable.

The audacity to even demand he leave Zhao Qing, this truly shows he is not being taken seriously.

Zhao Weilin freezes; this guy not only disrespects him but dares insult him too, making his face turn sour.

Before he can speak, he sees Qi Yun pointing at him and continuing, "You old fart, ddling around the kindergarten during the day, laying hands on my woman, I haven’t even settled this score with you, yet now you’re gesturing about!?"

"And you want to leave Zhao Qing, do you think you’re the Jade Emperor!"

"Today, if not for the fact that you’re just old bones, I wouldn’t bother with you; otherwise, I’d have to deal with you, old man."

"I’ll give you one night to get out of Jiang Province, and if you dare target my woman again, I’ll tear those old bones down!"

Qi Yun hasn’t had such an outburst in a long ti, pointing at Zhao Weilin and cursing violently.

As for Zhao Weilin, he’s miserable. He likely never expected anyone to dare treat him this way.

At this mont, he points at Qi Yun with one hand, clutching his chest with the other, his face turning red, looking like he’s about to have a stroke.

"You... you...." For half a day, all he can say are these words, clearly fuming with anger.

Beside him, Dong Anyun finally snaps out of her shock, quickly stands up to support Zhao Weilin, patting his back to help him breathe, and tries to calm him, "Chairman Zhao, don’t be mad, it’s all a misunderstanding, don’t be mad."