Stealing Your Heart

“I just caught wind that Bai Group’s real estate industry is causing trouble for Mr. Xu.” Zong Jinghao deliberately told only half the story, letting him figure out the rest on his own.

Li Qirui straightened with a serious expression on his face. “You mean-”

Knock, knock.

Zong Jinghao’s secretary knocked on the door just then, to which he blandly said, “Come in.”

His secretary came in with two cups of coffee, placing each one in front of Zong Jinghao and Li Qirui, respectively. Then, she retreated and closed the door behind her.

Li Qirui chuckled and said. “Interesting.”

He took a sip of his coffee and pondered. “If Mr. Xu is ruthless enough in his efforts, that cripple will definitely find himself in a sorry plight. With me attacking him from the other side, he’ll definitely suffer a great loss.”

Zong Jinghao picked up his cup without lifting his gaze eyes nor saying a word, allowing him to make his own speculations.

Li Qirui took a huge sip of his coffee and excitedly said, “If my brother-in-law, the president of HSBC, starts a price war with him…”

Firstly, he was loaded.

If he could successfully push Bai Group out of the market, he would then occupy two-thirds of the domestic market.

Originally, he and Bai Group both occupied half of the market, while the other half was by sole proprietors from small companies, all of which he did not pay much attention to.

Suddenly, Li Qirui slammed his hand on the desk. “It’s settled then.”

He was no fool. He had carefully considered the pros and cons of doing this, and he came to the conclusion that flushing out Bai Group would only bring him benefits.

Besides, his brother-in-law had also repeatedly told him to do whatever Zong Jinghao asked for.

Many did not know, but as Tang Che’s brother-in-law, he knew just how much power Zong Jinghao held in his hands.

Superior Investment Bank, but in reality, it was only in name. In fact, Tang Che did not invest a single penny. It was

good relationship. And when Zong Jinghao took over

smart person. He knew what Zong Jinghao was capable of. Hence, when Zong Jinghao said that it would not be a joint-stock company, he knew that it was because Zong Jinghao did not want others

not ask for any shares. As the head of HSBC, he had connections, so he proposed to say that it was a joint venture to fend off anyone who might have hidden agendas. Zong Jinghao agreed because firstly, it was good to have some business dealings with Tang Che, and secondly, it would save him a lot of time and trouble as no

Jinghao had made his decision after weighing the pros and

planned, everyone thought that they were joint investors. No

Jinghao had been keeping a

did not mistreat Tang Che. He ensured that Tang Che would get

anything, money would come flowing into his

an internal elite pitching team that expertly maneuvered the company according to the economic trend. Wanyue branched into many countries, investing with the lowest capital at

had built an

much about it, only that he was

at Zong Jinghao with a grin. “Do

speaking, Zong Jinghao raised his eyes and gave him

Cough.

leave first. Don’t forget about that meal you promised me.” Li Qirui almost had a slip of the tongue, but he recalled what Tang Che had told him and shoved the words back down his throat in

help him, needless to say, he will forever remember it. If you shamelessly ask for something in return, you’ll only be dooming yourself. Perhaps he’ll give you some money, but it would be just to get rid of you. On the contrary, if you’re patient, he’ll automatically call you up whenever there’s a business opportunity. As time goes by, a bond will be established. Friendship would be next. Once friends, it would be much easier to discuss a

the use in asking for a small favor? Do you think Zong Jinghao is lacking in money? He literally runs a bank, so think

and could not hold his ground in the face of

difference, he was intentionally tempting him.

said what he said, Zong Jinghao could immediately discern their true

coffee and called for Guan Jing to ask

for a long time.” He had been waiting outside

in,” he ordered while massaging

as he was told. Mr. Wang was a middle-aged man with a medium build and common-looking features. He was holding a blue folder and seemed to be rather tense. He placed the folder on the desk and announced, “Mr. Zong, this is our company’s information. I used to be a door factory manager and started my own company later on.

to his entrepreneurial history, nor was he interested in listening to his plans. The

luxury to waste time on Bai Yinning, and his top priority was