The Underground Emperor: Starting with Running Away with His Sister-in-Law

"That's good. You'll be responsible for organizing all his assets and then drafting the asset transfer contracts."

Ding Xin looked at him intently and said, word by word, "Remember, it's all the industries! And it has to be fast! Get it done now! Once it's done, wait for a call!"

"understood!"

Zhao Bingjin nodded heavily.

He then gave Wu Taizhi a deep look before turning and leaving.

Ding Xin lit a cigarette and took a deep drag.

He slowly exhaled a smoke ring, grinned, and said, "Tae-sik, let's go and have a good chat with this Chairman Zhao..."

Tonight is destined to be sleepless...

......

Inside the Oracle Nightclub.

Just two days ago, this nightclub had just finished renovations.

now.

Inside the spacious hall.

Zhao Pengshu held a glass of red wine and leaned back comfortably in his chair.

He's in a very good mood right now.

Oh Tae-sik...

How can there be such stupid people in this world?

What mad dog?

It should be called a stupid dog!

It was like this ten years ago, and it's still like this ten years later...

He was so foolish as to walk right into a trap and even deliberately cripple one of his hands...

Innocent!

So what if someone is skilled and can fight and kill?

After all...

The most powerful weapon in this world is still the brain!

once.

Zhao Pengshu had nothing; he was merely a lowly pimp.

Who in this area knows me?

Who respects me?

What has enabled us to get to where we are today, step by step?

It is wisdom!

I can't fight myself.

But what about the two guys who were good at fighting back then?

Choi Do-pil, his former business partner, what a prominent figure he was.

However, in his eyes, he was just a fool.

With just a little trickery and a bit of provocation, he ended up fighting that mad dog Wu Taizhi to a standstill.

He died before I could even exert my strength.

Not only did he profit from the businesses he owned, but he also managed to get Wu Taizhi imprisoned.

He then smugly reaped the benefits, bringing their power under his control.

Think of this.

Zhao Pengshu's face was full of smugness as he picked up his wine glass and drank it all in one gulp.

Next.

We're just waiting for the property transfer registration certificate for Sunflower Restaurant...

As long as we have that piece of land.

So...

The final piece of his business plan was now complete.

and also.

If he is successfully elected as a local councilor this time...

Under the collusion of government and business.

In the near future, Zhao Pengshu's career will surely achieve a qualitative leap!

only...

Zhao Pengshu frowned and checked the time.

It's already very late at night, and there's still no news from Bai Yangji.

They don't even have this much efficiency.

Do you still want to continue being Zhao Pengshu's dog?

......

Chapter 9: Who really has the final say?

at this time.

A black sedan pulled up leisurely in front of the nightclub.

"A divine oracle? What does that mean?"

"Perhaps it's a prophecy..."

Ding Xin stood at the nightclub entrance, spat, and cursed, "What a fucking lunatic! A nightclub prophecy? A prophecy of his own death?"

"hehe."

Wu Taizhi didn't know what to say, so he could only chuckle awkwardly.

Ding Xin glanced at him, his silly grin quite amusing: "Come on, let's go inside! Don't keep Chairman Zhao waiting."

Having said that, he lifted his leg and stepped inside.

Wow, there are quite a few people.

When Ding Xin led Wu Taizhi to the hall, they saw about twenty people standing there sparsely.

Then he noticed the person in question; unfortunately, he was the only one drinking in the room.

"You're Zhao Pengshu?"

As Ding Xin spoke, he paid no attention to the gazes of the crowd, pulled up a chair and sat down, his attitude extremely arrogant.

next moment.

Zhao Pengshu's henchmen glared menacingly and gathered around him a few steps away.

Zhao Pengshu remained calm and composed. He first glanced at Wu Taizhi, who was still standing, and then turned to Ding Xin and asked, "Who are you?"

"Ha, damn it, that's it then, you, come here!"

Ding Xin smiled and beckoned to the nameless underling beside him.

Perhaps startled by his arrogant attitude, the underling actually bent down and walked to his side.

"then."

Ding Xin tossed the car keys in his hand at him.

“There are three disabled people in the car outside. Find a few people to carry them in.”

"Ok."

The henchman instinctively responded and beckoned the others to walk towards the door.

But after taking only a few steps, he realized something and stopped, his face flushed.

He hesitated and looked at Zhao Pengshu.

Seeing that he nodded, she then went out again.

"Hey, that's pretty good."

Ding Xin's lips curled up slightly as he took two wine glasses, filled them, and handed one to Wu Taizhi.

Seeing that he hesitated for a moment before taking it, he grinned with satisfaction.

She then raised her glass, clinked it against his, and drank it all in one gulp.