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

The question was completely illogical; none of the three knew what he meant...

So they all remained silent and didn't say a word.

Fortunately, Zhao Taiwu didn't seem to have any intention of actually asking them for an answer. After asking, he simply raised one hand, flipped it a couple of times, and said, "I'll tell you, it's 1,500..."

Not ten thousand, but one hundred million, a staggering 150 billion!

Upon hearing this...

The three of them subconsciously swallowed.

For ordinary people, 150 billion is a number they wouldn't even dare to dream of.

But the three of them remained silent.

She even lowered her head, directly avoiding Zhao Taiwu's gaze.

As the saying goes, "If it doesn't concern you, don't bother with it." Whether it's 15 million or 150 billion, it has nothing to do with them.

Do you know why I agreed to give him this money?

Because this is related to a project, a huge project with a budget of tens of millions!

And such a large project...

However, the project couldn't be formally approved because of a mere abandoned building...

Do you think it's absurd?

Of course that's absurd!

But no matter how absurd, this fact still exists!

I am depressed, disgusted, and resentful!

But I had no choice but to accept his threats and hand over the money!

Zhao Taiwu rambled on, ostensibly stating a fact, but it seemed more like a venting of emotions, his words growing increasingly manic: "But I still somewhat 'admire' him..."

After all, from childhood to adulthood...

There are very few 'ruthless people' who dare to threaten me!

So, the fact that he managed to get me to hand over 150 billion is quite an achievement!

But I didn't expect...

"These 'ruthless people' I haven't encountered in so many years are coming one after another today..."

"Representative, we are not a threat..."

The horse-faced man realized something was wrong with the representative in front of him and wanted to say something, but was interrupted by Zhao Taiwu's retort: ​​"But both of them are threats, yet you only want 9.6 million won."

in other words...

Are you looking down on me, or on our company, by ordering such a small amount?

That's absurd! Absolutely absurd!

"Is my image, and our company's image, only worth 9.6 million won?"

Zhao Taiwu became more and more excited as he spoke, and his voice unconsciously rose eight octaves.

Everyone else watched him in silence, not daring to interrupt.

He stood up and paced back and forth in the room, as if trying to suppress his inner rage.

"Do you know what this is? It's an insult to me and the company!"

Zhao Taiwu pointed at the three of them, his face contorted with rage, and shouted, "Nonsense! Unreasonable!"

The words fell...

The atmosphere in the room became unusually tense.

Zhao Taiwu's imposing manner was so overwhelming that everyone unconsciously held their breath, afraid of saying the wrong thing and angering him.

at the same time...

The protesters' faces also turned very ugly.

They simply couldn't understand this tycoon's thought process, and they really wanted to ask, who exactly is the one who's being unreasonable?

After a while...

The horse-faced man took a deep breath, suppressing his anger and fear, and tried to explain, "Sir, we just want our hard-earned money back, we don't mean to threaten you..."

While the horse-faced man was speaking,

Secretary Cui subtly observed Zhao Taiwu's expression, noticing it growing increasingly cold. A sense of foreboding washed over her, but she quickly seized the opportunity to speak, saying, "Gentlemen, we understand your requests. Please go back now; we'll handle this matter for you soon..."

"When is 'soon'?"

The long-faced man completely missed Secretary Cui's implication and said resentfully, "You always say the same thing, but you always drag it out. We really can't wait any longer!"

"Then I'll solve it for you right now!"

Zhao Taiwu suddenly spoke up, and before anyone knew it, a warm smile had returned to his face.

This "warmth" seems to contain something more.

"represent..."

Secretary Cui had a bad feeling.

But Zhao Taiwu waved his hand, signaling him to shut up.

He then turned around, took two pairs of boxing gloves from his office locker, and sauntered over to the sofa, tossing the gloves onto the coffee table.

"Since you keep emphasizing that you're not trying to threaten me..."

Looking at the three bewildered individuals, Zhao Taiwu calmly said, "Then prove it to me now!"

Then...

He then took out his wallet from his pocket, pulled out ten checks for 10 million won each, and waved them in front of the three men: "You need 9.6 million won as payment, but here is 100 million won!"

As they were talking...

He pressed the ten checks down on the coffee table, holding them under his gloves: "I need you to prove to me with your own hard work and sweat. If you can do it, then this 100 million won is yours!"

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Chapter 566 Play a game

"This is..."

The three protesters looked at each other, feeling completely bewildered.

They had absolutely no idea what this tycoon's son was up to.

After a while...

The horse-faced man glanced at the huge sum of money hidden under the boxing gloves, and with a nervous heart, he asked hesitantly, "Representative, what do you mean by this? What effort, what sweat, do you want us to prove?"

"It's very simple..."

Zhao Taiwu's lips curled into a slight, mocking smile: "All you need to do is play a little game..."

As he spoke...

He pointed to the bodyguards who had been standing to the side and said with a smile, "See these bodyguards of mine? You can choose one of them, one for each of you. As long as you can beat any one of them one-on-one, this money is yours!"

"What??"

The three of them gasped in surprise, their eyes widening as they stared at Zhao Taiwu in disbelief.

The horse-faced man swallowed hard.

He thought Zhao Taiwu was joking with them, so he forced a weak smile and said in a trembling voice, "Representative, please don't joke around. We're just ordinary people, how could we possibly beat your bodyguards? Besides, we don't even know how to fight..."

"joke?"

Zhao Taiwu raised an eyebrow, his face bearing a half-smile, and said with a hint of sarcasm, "I'm not joking with you guys!"

"but..."

He rubbed his chin and muttered to himself, "What you said makes some sense. The three of you don't look like trained fighters, and my bodyguards are all professionals. Asking you to defeat them is indeed asking too much..."

I value 'fairness' above all else; if the gap is too big, it's no fun...

How to do it? "

Zhao Taiwu frowned, seemingly deep in thought.

A few seconds later...

"Have it!"

Zhao Taiwu's eyes suddenly lit up, as if he had thought of a good idea.

He clapped his hands and instructed the bodyguards, "Whoever is chosen later, you must hold back some of your strength, understand?"

The bodyguards, perhaps used to it, nodded in agreement.

As for you guys...