120: Chapter 120 The Conflict at the Night Bar (Part 1)

At this moment, inside the presidential suite of The Portman Ritz-Carlton Hotel, the Young Master of the Zhao family, Zhao Lintai, was sitting leisurely on a large sofa.

On the table in front of him were various fruits, and the television was playing an old movie from an unknown country.

Zhao Lintai was eating fruit in a slow and unhurried manner while squinting at the movie, looking very comfortable.

Suddenly, his cell phone rang.

He picked it up and saw that it was Wang Ming calling; without much thought, he answered it.

As soon as the call connected, Wang Ming's excited and smug voice came through: "Haha, Boss, good news. Wang Hongtai has already agreed to our acquisition demands."

"Oh?" Zhao Lintai muted the television, his eyebrows raised slightly, the corners of his mouth turned up, and a trace of surprise and amusement flashed in his eyes. "I really didn't expect that old thing, Wang Hongtai, to give in so easily. This is truly unexpected."

"Hehe, who's to say otherwise." Wang Ming chuckled slyly and smugly on the other end of the line. "It seems that the document sent to Vice Mayor Qian had an effect… This Wang Hongtai is quite wary of his backer. I heard from Secretary Wu that after Wang Hongtai met with Vice Mayor Qian's secretary, he became somewhat shaken. Once he returned to the company and received a call from Vice Mayor Qian, he agreed immediately."

Zhao Lintai listened, nodded lightly, and a trace of satisfaction and appreciation flashed in his eyes: "Mm, it seems that Vice Mayor Qian still gives our Zhao family a lot of Face. Not bad! Later, I must spend more time socializing with this Vice Mayor Qian; who knows, it might bring us even more benefits."

"Hehe, the Boss is right. I heard that this Vice Mayor Qian has a lot of real power in Modu, and all projects related to real estate must be approved by him. Boss, if you really want to engage in real estate in Modu, you will inevitably have to deal with this Vice Mayor Qian." Wang Ming echoed.

"Mm, keep this in mind for me. Later, once the matter with Hongtai Construction is settled, I will go and meet this Vice Mayor of ours." As he spoke, Zhao Lintai paused for a moment, then pondered and asked further: "By the way, is the matter of agreeing to the acquisition demands something Wang Hongtai told you personally?"

"Yes, Boss, Wang Hongtai called me personally and said it himself…" Wang Ming reported the details of Wang Hongtai's call in detail, but then, his tone carried a hint of caution as he continued: "However, he also made a request. He means that the acquisition price can follow your requirements, Boss, but he hopes to wait until the company is listed before transferring the equity. Otherwise, this 40% equity change would cause the listing application process to be suspended again…"

"Hmph, he really is an old fox, but it is within expectations." Zhao Lintai snorted coldly, picked up a grape, put it in his mouth, and pondered for a moment. A cold smile curled at the corners of his mouth as he continued: "This request can be granted. However, we must sign the equity transfer contract with him first. We cannot let him go back on his word."

"The Boss is thoughtful. I will draft an equity transfer contract tonight. Whenever you think is appropriate, I will arrange for Wang Hongtai to sign it." Wang Ming quickly agreed, his voice filled with a hint of eagerness and anticipation.

"Mm, then there is no time to lose. Let's make it tomorrow. Settle it early to avoid complications." Zhao Lintai said, spitting out the grape seed from his mouth.

"Understood, Boss. If there's nothing else, I'll hang up now." Wang Ming said respectfully.

"Mm, you did a good job with this acquisition of Hongtai Construction. There will definitely be benefits for you later." Zhao Lintai was clearly in a good mood; even his tone had become much softer.

"Hehe, then I'll thank you in advance, Boss…" Wang Ming laughed smugly on the other end of the line.

After hanging up with Wang Ming, Zhao Lintai's mood became even more pleasant, and the corners of his mouth rose involuntarily.

He casually picked up his phone and dialed the number of his bodyguard, A-Mo, calculating in his heart: I hope there is some progress on Chen Hu's side; don't make me wait too long.

"Boss." On the other end of the line, A-Mo's voice sounded quickly, carrying his usual respect and caution.

"Mm, how is the situation with Chen Hu?" Zhao Lintai leaned back leisurely against the sofa backrest, crossed his legs, and a trace of coldness flashed in his eyes.

A-Mo's expression was slightly solemn, and his voice was tinged with helplessness: "Sorry, Boss. That kid is very stubborn and still refuses to reveal the whereabouts of the account book, only saying that he wants to meet with you."

Zhao Lintai frowned slightly, the displeasure in his eyes fleeting. He asked in a deep voice: "I remember Chen Hu has an old mother, right?"

"Uh, yes, Boss. I heard she lives in a nursing home in Jingnan." A-Mo's mouth curled into a meaningful arc, as if waiting for Zhao Lintai's next instruction.

"Very good. Arrange for someone to take a picture of Chen Hu's old mother, then tell him: either hand over the account book obediently, or prepare to collect his old mother's corpse!" Zhao Lintai's words were as cold as frost, devoid of any emotion.

"Understood, Boss. I will go arrange it right away." As he spoke, A-Mo's tone carried a hint of admiration, flattering him: "Boss, you really have a way; you found Chen Hu's weak spot in one go!"

"Alright, stop the flattery. Any movement from Xiao Dao's side?" Zhao Lintai continued to ask.

"He has already contacted me, saying that tonight at the Nightlife Bar, he is meeting with that kid surnamed Qin." A-Mo reported quickly, not daring to be the least bit negligent.

"Oh? Tonight? That's interesting." Zhao Lintai's mouth curled into a playful smile, his eyes flashing with a bit of calculation.

"Then Boss, what do you mean?" A-Mo asked with some confusion, not quite understanding what Zhao Lintai meant by 'interesting.'

"I'm going tonight too. Just pretend you don't know me and do your job." A trace of craftiness flashed in Zhao Lintai's eyes as he continued: "Also, that kid surnamed Qin—be careful when you take action; don't beat him to death. Keep him alive; I still have use for him!" As Zhao Lintai spoke, a trace of calculation flashed in his eyes, and he thought to himself: This kid was able to pay off two hundred million in debt for his father in just half a year; it seems he has some substance. This is a perfect opportunity to test his worth.

"Understood, Boss." A-Mo nodded. Although he had doubts, he didn't dare to ask more.

"Mm, then see you tonight!" After Zhao Lintai finished speaking, he hung up the phone.

Subsequently, he got up from the sofa, stretched, and with a meaningful smile on his lips, walked slowly toward the bathroom.

…On the other side, when Su Mo learned from Shen Jianan that Qin Yi had already agreed to go to the Nightlife Bar that night, her heart, which had been hanging, finally settled firmly.

She let out a soft sigh of relief, and after agreeing on a meeting place with Shen Jianan, she immediately called Wang Hao and informed him in detail about the situation on Qin Yi's side.

"Good. Since that bastard Qin Yi is going to be late, don't wait for him; come with me. I'll drive over to pick you up. Remember to dress up nicely!" Wang Hao's words carried a hint of unquestionable dominance, and he hung up the phone after speaking.

Su Mo held the phone, taking a deep breath, her gaze falling on herself in the mirror. She silently cheered herself on, her eyes flashing with a determined light. Afterward, she sat down in front of the vanity mirror and began to carefully apply her makeup and dress up…

About half an hour later, Wang Hao's call came through again: "Come down. I've arrived at the apartment parking lot!"

"Oh, okay, right away…" Su Mo replied, then picked up her bag. This bag was not a gift from Wang Hao, but one that Qin Yi had given her previously. She touched the bag, a complex emotion flashing through her heart, but she still walked out the door quickly.

Arriving at the apartment parking lot, Su Mo immediately saw Wang Hao, who was wearing sunglasses and leaning against that yellow Maserati sports car, thinking he looked very suave. Su Mo rolled her eyes in her heart, then took another deep breath, forced a smile, and walked quickly toward Wang Hao.

"Brother Hao, have you been waiting long?" Coming near, Su Mo naturally took Wang Hao's arm and said softly.

Wang Hao pulled his sunglasses down and looked Su Mo up and down. His gaze naturally fell on the bag slung over Su Mo's shoulder, and his mouth curled into a sneer: "Alright, this is the bag Qin Yi gave you before, right? Still keeping it? It seems you really still have lingering feelings."

Su Mo's expression changed slightly, but she quickly returned to normal and responded ingratiatingly: "Brother Hao, stop joking. Isn't this just to put on a show for Qin Yi to see… In my heart, there is only you, Brother Hao…"

Wang Hao curled his lip, pushed Su Mo's hand away, and with a tone of amusement and indifference, opened the driver's side door and said: "Don't say that. After tonight, don't have me in your heart anymore. I can't afford it. Let's go, get in the car!"

Su Mo bit her lower lip lightly, not responding. She lowered her head, walked around to the passenger side, opened the door, and sat inside.

At the same time, Shen Jianan took out the miniature law enforcement recorder she had long since obtained from the police equipment department, changed into plain clothes, drove away from the police station alone, and headed in the direction of the Nightlife Bar.