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Wang Cui was filled with resentment.

Wen Qi chuckled softly and looked at Old Master Lu: "Ten million? Old man, who do you think you are?"

Old Master Lu frowned slightly.

"Any random thug could easily pull out ten million. You, the dignified patriarch of the Lu Group, are you giving away ten million to beggars?"

Or is it that your Lu family has fallen on hard times?

Old Master Lu thought that ten million was a respectable and sincere gesture.

It's just a temporary measure; ten million is already a lot.

Wen Qi dismissed him as worthless with just one sentence.

Lu Zhenhua knew in his heart that Wen Qi was probably going to be ripped off again.

"How much do you want?"

Old Master Lu had lived most of his life and engaged in countless business battles, but he had never been so thoroughly manipulated before.

Wen Qi is impervious to both soft and hard approaches, and when she goes crazy, she has no bottom line.

Reasoning with them won't work, and a direct confrontation won't work either; there's simply no way to win.

Wen Qi: "I'll reserve the 50 million shares for you for ten days. After ten days, they can be sold to the public as usual. If you want to continue locking up the shares and prevent me from reselling them, it's still 50 million for ten days. Just pay the renewal fee."

The light, airy sound made the minds of the three members of the Lu family buzz.

Lu Zhenhua's pupils suddenly contracted.

Old Master Lu's aged eyelids twitched violently twice, his chest heaving from the astonishing amount.

The most distraught was Wang Cui, who nearly jumped off the sofa.

My inner rage is screaming: Fifty million in ten days?

Even robbing someone wouldn't be as fast as her!

Two seconds of silence.

"it is good."

Old Master Lu gritted his teeth and agreed.

He knew in his heart that Wen Qi was now a tough nut to crack.

If they disregard rules and show no mercy, and stubbornly persist to the end, the only ones who will suffer will be the Lu family.

Rather than confronting them head-on and getting beaten up for nothing, it's better to spend money to buy peace of mind.

Wang Cui was stunned: "Dad?"

Fifty million? You just agreed to it like that?

Grandpa Lu was in a terrible mood and couldn't be bothered to pay any attention to the stupid Wang Cui. He gave her a cold glance and turned to Wen Qi: "The money will be transferred to your account on time tomorrow."

Wen Qi casually raised an eyebrow: "Okay."

After a moment of silence, Old Master Lu tentatively asked, "What... exactly happened today?"

He still doesn't understand why Wen Qi inexplicably brought bodyguards to the villa to beat up Lu Zhenhua.

Lu Zhenhua also transferred one million.

Wen Qi casually replied, "It's nothing. We just set some family rules. Some people broke the rules, but since it was their first offense, we're being lenient with them."

"..."

Lu Zhenhua was speechless.

Lighter punishment?

With such a large commotion, they beat him up without saying a word, leaving him with a bruised and swollen face and throbbing ribs. Is that what you call lenient treatment?

If he is dealt with severely, will he have to die in the other courtyard today?

Grandpa Lu pressed further, "What family rules?"

"Butler Fang," Wen Qi said.

Butler Fang, who was standing by waiting, immediately understood.

He deftly flipped out the family rules and handed them to the old man.

Dozens of family rules, clearly written, with strict terms, each one filled with unreasonableness.

Old Master Lu looked down and scanned the area, his gaze sweeping over each line.

His face visibly darkened.

These aren't family rules; they're clearly tyrannical clauses specifically targeting the Lu family.

Wen Qi thought about it carefully: "This is just the initial version. Considering that some people don't take it seriously at all and are recklessly breaking the rules, the rules need to be changed."

From now on, the clock-in time will be changed from 9 PM to 7 PM. Failure to clock in on time will result in a fine of five million.

"Seven o'clock won't do," Lu Zhenhua blurted out instinctively.

Seven o'clock in the evening is a busy time for social engagements, business dinners.

Most of the cooperation negotiations are concentrated in this time period, making it impossible to clock in on time.

Wen Qi glanced at them coldly: "Some people don't care about nine o'clock, so they change it to seven. Is there a problem?"

One sentence left Lu Zhenhua speechless.

"..."