Title: Reborn in Handong, Starting with an Investment in Gao Yuliang

Bye?

He just died like that?

"Brother Cheng... Brother Cheng!"

Li Hao's voice was trembling. He clearly hadn't expected Liang Cheng to hang up the phone.

"You... why did you hang up!"

Liang Cheng casually tossed his mobile phone onto the table, picked up a skewer of freshly grilled mutton, blew on it to cool it down, and took a bite.

He chewed slowly and leisurely, without offering any explanation.

"Brother Cheng, that...that's Zhao Ruilong's man! Are we just going to leave him hanging like this?"

Zhang Wei couldn't help but ask as well.

I don't know what Liang Cheng is trying to do.

Although they have the upper hand now, the other party is still Zhao Lichun's son, no matter what.

They seemed to have no need to break ties with each other.

Liang Cheng swallowed the mutton in his mouth, picked up his beer glass, and took a big gulp.

The cool liquid slid down my throat.

He let out a satisfied sigh.

then.

He raised his eyelids and glanced at the three restless underlings in front of him.

"Now, everyone in Handong knows that Zhao Ruilong is out there looking for people for his logistics company."

"At this time"

"Who's in a hurry now?"

His voice was calm, yet it carried a power that seemed to understand people's hearts.

"He's a guy who's drowning in debt, burning through cash every day, and he's about to lose it."

"Not us. What's the rush? Don't worry, we can give him some time to cool off."

Liang Cheng picked up a skewer of grilled chives and handed it to Su Qingyu beside him.

"Try it, the garlic sauce here is just right."

Liang Cheng's words and actions exuded a composure that remained unchanged even in the face of a collapsing mountain.

Li Hao and the other two were stunned.

Looking at Liang Cheng's calm and composed demeanor, their anxiety and unease miraculously subsided.

Yes.

The people who should be worried are not them at all.

This is a business war.

From beginning to end, the initiative was firmly in Brother Cheng's hands.

Zhao Ruilong should be the one who's anxious right now.

......

This contrasts sharply with the relaxed atmosphere of the barbecue stalls.

The atmosphere in the luxuriously decorated president's office at the Shanshui Group was as oppressive as a tomb.

Zhao Ruilong paced back and forth anxiously, like an ant on a hot pan.

His confidants were also his most capable subordinates.

He was standing in front of his desk with his head down, even his breathing was careful.

"What did he say? That bastard Liang Cheng, what conditions did he propose?"

Zhao Ruilong roared in a hoarse voice.

The trusted aide trembled, his voice barely audible.

"He...he didn't say anything."

"They didn't say what it was called or what it was called!" Zhao Ruilong's eyes instantly turned red.

"He...he just hung up the phone."

"Did he hang up?"

Zhao Ruilong's steps came to an abrupt halt.

He suddenly turned his head and stared intently at his subordinate, as if he wanted to devour him alive.

These two words were like two resounding slaps to his face.

This completely shattered Zhao Ruilong's already dwindling dignity.

"He dares to hang up on me?"

Zhao Ruilong's voice became shrill and even somewhat distorted due to extreme anger.

He is Zhao Ruilong, the son of Zhao Lichun, and the crown prince of Handong Province!

Hurting himself to seek peace only resulted in merciless humiliation from the other party!

A surge of blood rushed to the top of his head.

Zhao Ruilong felt like his lungs were about to explode with anger.

Zhao Ruilong suddenly grabbed the last relatively intact blue and white porcelain vase on his desk.

Those were antiques he acquired at great expense.

At that moment, however, he did not hesitate to smash it hard against the wall.

"Bang!"

With a crisp sound, the porcelain bottle shattered into pieces.

"Liang Cheng!!!"

Zhao Ruilong's roar echoed in the empty office, filled with resentment and madness.

......

That night.

For Zhao Ruilong, it felt like an eternity.

He sat alone in the messy office, without turning on the lights.

The city lights outside the window flickered, reflecting off his pale and distorted face.

The head of the finance department delivered a new report on the losses.

Those bright red negative numbers were like sharp knives, repeatedly cutting into his fragile nerves.

Fuel costs, toll fees, driver's wages, vehicle maintenance costs...

Every minute, huge sums of money are burning.

His father Zhao Lichun's cold warning was like a curse, constantly echoing in his ears.

"If you don't handle this well... I'll have no choice but to resort to 'family discipline'."

fear.

An unprecedented fear.

It gripped Zhao Ruilong's heart tightly.

Zhao Ruilong picked up the phone countless times, wanting to dial again.

He wanted to set aside all his dignity and beg Liang Cheng to let him go.

But just thinking about the busy tone on the other end of the phone, or Liang Cheng's mocking laughter, is enough to make me feel uneasy.

Zhao Ruilong felt a chill run through his body.

Reason and humiliation were constantly being pulled in opposite directions.

His psychological defenses crumbled little by little during this endless waiting and torment.

From initial rage, it turned into anxiety.

From anxiety to fear.

Finally, as the first rays of dawn shone into the office, Zhao Ruilong had only one thought in his mind.

That is, he is willing to pay any price to end this nightmare.

......

the next day.

It wasn't until nearly noon that the sun reached its highest point.

Inside the office of Speedy Logistics.

Liang Cheng put down the newspaper in his hand and slowly spoke to Li Hao, who was sitting on pins and needles beside him.

"It's about time."

"Make a call to Zhao Ruilong's men."

Li Hao felt as if he had been granted a pardon and immediately picked up the phone.

"Brother Cheng, what do you mean?"

Liang Cheng picked up his teacup, blew on the foam, and spoke in a calm voice.

"You should sound impatient and say that our company has discussed this matter."

"Knowing their company is facing difficulties, we are willing to acquire them!"

"However, tell him I'm not interested in acquiring a bunch of junk."

Li Hao nodded as he silently memorized the words.

"But..." Liang Cheng drawled out his words.

"Considering Zhao Ruilong's sincerity, we might as well give him a chance to cut his losses."

"Have Zhao Ruilong come to the gatehouse of our Suda Logistics in person to discuss this."

Guard room!

Isn't that where the gatekeeper stays?

Li Hao's eyes lit up instantly.

That's a ruthless move!

This is like rubbing Zhao Ruilong's face repeatedly on the ground!

The call was connected quickly, and the other party answered almost instantly.

Li Hao cleared his throat and followed Liang Cheng's script.

He spoke in an extremely disdainful tone.

"Feed? Who? Oh, I remember now, the one from yesterday."

"I'm very busy right now, so to make a long story short, I just asked Brother Cheng for you."

"Brother Cheng said he has no interest in acquiring a bunch of scrap metal."

There was complete silence on the other end of the phone.

Li Hao could even hear the other person gasp in shock.

He was overjoyed and continued speaking.

"However, Brother Cheng is in a good mood today."

"How about this, have your master, Zhao Ruilong, come to our Suda Logistics reception room in person and wait for him."

"Remember, it's the gatehouse."

"When will Brother Cheng be free? Perhaps we can consider giving him a chance to cut his losses."

After saying that, Li Hao hung up the phone decisively without waiting for a response.

The office was completely silent.

Li Hao looked at Liang Cheng with eyes full of fervent admiration.

he knows.

The war is over.