Evening in Dachang City.
Several cars pulled up outside Xin Ji Tea Restaurant.
Zhang Xiangui, Wang Bin, Zhang Wei, Jiang Yan, Xiong Wenwen, and several company managers traveling with them got out one after another.
Though they said they were treating someone to dinner, the other party had actually arrived earlier.
The moment they pushed open the door—
The people who had booked out Xin Ji Tea Restaurant came forward to greet them.
"Mr. Zhang, Mr. Wang, I didn't expect us to meet again so soon. How have you been lately?" Qian Xin, acting as the broker, enthusiastically stepped forward and opened his arms, intending to give them a hug.
However, Zhang Xiangui and Wang Bin gave him no friendly reception. With a trace of coldness, they said, "Thanks to you, we've been suffering from insomnia lately. Fortunately, no debt collectors came knocking, or our companies would have gone bankrupt this month."
Qian Xin smiled awkwardly. "You can't blame me for this. I was only kindly helping you two secure investments and earn a little commission. How could I have known that good intentions would lead to bad results? But aren't we here again today? If there's anything to discuss, we can sit down and talk it out properly. We're all respectable people; there's no need to fall out over something so small. Isn't that right, Boss He?"
Boss He was a wealthy businessman in his fifties. He wore a suit and had several bodyguards and assistants accompanying him.
He did not look particularly pleased either, but he still forced out a smile. "The two of you, he's right. Whatever the matter is, we can sit down and discuss it. There's no need to damage our relationship over a little money. I sincerely wanted to invest in your companies; I