TGLC Chapter 43.2

As he spoke, he took out his phone, leaned against the door, and said lazily, “Never mind, I’ll transfer it back to you, so you won’t get angry just seeing me.”

“How much was it again? I’ve forgotten.”

Keep pretending.

Then, ten million yuan was deposited into Xie Qingyu’s account.

Although she received money, Xie Qingyu was not very happy.

Because she knew that this wasn’t the money Duan Zihui had given her for the clothes.

She picked up her water glass, turned to look at him, and asked with a forced smile, “Wow, such a big spender! Making money lately, huh?”

Duan Zihui greeted her with a smile: “Yes, I closed a big deal in a few days.”

Duan Zihui earns tens of millions from a single order; this is nothing to him.

Xie Qingyu calmly watched him lie through his teeth.

“However…”

He suddenly added, “I need to make another investment in a couple of days, and the money will disappear like water. Zhuzhu’s mom, you’re so rich, so could you lend me some?”

He’s short of money?

Xie Qingyu yelled at him, “…Get lost!”

Duan Zihui was obviously teasing her. He went out laughing and continued playing with Zhuzhu.

However, he was not joking when he said that he had made investments.

A few days later, he went to Yan Zhen’s winery to find Xu Yi.

He discussed a collaboration with him.

Yan Zhen’s winery had a good selection of wines, but none of them were to the liking of a picky man like Duan Zihui. He complained as he selected them, discussing the matter with Xu Yi.

Xu Yi had the waiter deliver the customer’s ordered wine while looking at Duan Zihui as if he were mentally unstable.

“You’re trying to do business with me? Have you been taking too many medications lately? Is your brain not working properly? I’m just a shopkeeper for my wife. I can’t do business with someone like you.”

Since Duan Zihui didn’t have the wine he wanted, he withdrew his hand, turned to Xu Yi, and said with a cold look, “Alright, stop pretending. You’ve been here for so long, so you know this place better than I do. To be able to sell Old Mr. Chen’s company so soon after his death, Xu Yi, even a cat wouldn’t believe you if you said you were a cat.”

Before Xu Yi could speak, Duan Zihui glanced at the wine cabinet again and asked, somewhat puzzled, “Didn’t you bring Xie Qingyu’s wine over? I can’t see it.”

“Upstairs.”

Xie Qingyu had come over to drink twice herself; the rest were all placed upstairs.

Although she said that they could handle it, neither Xu Yi nor Yan Zhen touched it.

No one in the shop wanted to buy such expensive wine.

After all, they were only running a small business.

“I’ll go upstairs and see what good drinks they have.”

After Duan Zihui finished speaking, he went upstairs.

Xu Yi thought about it for a moment and then followed him.

There were quite a few bottles of wine upstairs, but Duan Zihui’s eyes must have X-ray vision; he accurately located where Xie Qingyu’s wine was kept.

And when Xu Yi came up, he had already opened the bottle and was drinking.

Unlike Yan Zhen, who didn’t know anything about fine wine, Duan Zihui immediately grabbed the most valuable bottle.

Xu Yi even suspected that he had come on purpose to ruin Xie Qingyu’s wine.

Xu Yi, seeing his unassuming manner, said, “This is Xie Qingyu’s wine. If you drink it, you’ll have to explain it to her yourself.”

Duan Zihui’s lips, glistening with the wine, turned around with a bright smile: “Wasn’t she sold to you? I’ll just pay for it.”

Xu Yi mocked him: “You’re really rich.”

“Likewise.”

He walked to the table by the window, sat down, and laughed: “Speaking of big spending, I might not be as good as you. After all, I don’t have the ability to sell my father’s company at a low price and then throw all the money into scientific research.”

 

 

 

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