Chapter 132: It's only you don't involve Jiaojiao

Shen Shichu’s brow throbbed violently, his complexion stiff and cold, “Miss Lu, isn’t this a bit like taking advantage of someone?”

Lu Zhenzhen spoke languidly, “That plot of land, it was purchased for one hundred million, wasn’t it?”

Shen Shichu’s eyes widened as he instantly turned to look at Nan Jiaojiao.

“You don’t need to look at her.

It’s not hard for me to find out these things.

I have plenty of money to play around with, and I’m offering it interest-free.

Just say yes, and two hundred million will be transferred to your account immediately.

This way, you avoid having to seek investments everywhere and cede interests to others.”

Shen Shichu was tempted.

He had great confidence and had already found out that the urban planning would bring Western City into focus.

By preempting the market and bringing major brands into the mall before Bo’s, he had seized control of the economic lifeline.

But financing was indeed a headache.

He was arrogant and proud, thinking that Lu Zhenzhen’s views were trivial, how could he possibly fail, but pledging the entire plot of land to her made the condition uncomfortable for his pride.

“Miss Lu, this is difficult for me.”

Lu Zhenzhen scoffed, “Then find someone else.”

Shen Shichu suddenly felt a headache coming on.

After a moment’s consideration, he nodded, “Fine, consider it as if Jiaojiao and I have borrowed two hundred million from Miss Lu.

But regarding profit sharing, I can’t agree to that just yet, I need to decide after holding a meeting at my company.”

“Wait.”

Shen Shichu picked up the pen and was about to turn to the signature page when Lu Zhenzhen slapped her hand down hard, her brows and eyes sharply fixated on him.

“This money, it’s a loan between you and me alone.

Don’t drag Jiaojiao into it.

It’s all clearly stated in the terms, including profit sharing.

Once you sign, it means you agree.”

Shen Shichu immediately flipped the contract back to the first page and scrutinized it from start to finish, carefully examining every single punctuation mark.

“So, will you sign or not?”

Lu Zhenzhen’s urging was almost a form of coercion.

Fury made Shen Shichu’s heart pound, the darker side of his heart incipiently surfacing, his fingers clutching the pen were so tense that the joints were sharply defined and the veins bulging.

He was waiting, waiting for Nan Jiaojiao to speak up for him, but this blockhead of a girl was only concerned with herself, even having the appetite to eat.

With a hardening of his heart, “Fine, I’ll sign.”

Lu Zhenzhen’s eyebrows lifted slightly, and she leaned back into her chair.

After Shen Shichu finished signing, she took the contract, signed it, closed it, and tossed it aside casually.

“Anything else, President Shen?” she asked.

Shen Shichu’s face was the color of iron.

The two hundred million contract treated like scrap paper by Lu Zhenzhen, her manner polite and distant, but with a consistently provocative undertone.

Feeling as if he were sitting on pins and needles, he smoothly stood up, “Nothing else, I have business to attend to, Miss Lu, please enjoy your meal.”

He stood up without casting a glance at Nan Jiaojiao, but remembering Lu Zhenzhen’s presence, he bent over and said to Nan Jiaojiao, “It’s all on me.

Order whatever you like, don’t try to save my money.

If you need me, I’m here.”

Nan Jiaojiao looked up, her eyes veiled with a thin layer of icy detachment, devoid of any warmth.

“No need, I have money.”

Shen Shichu clenched his palm until it hurt, said a couple of insincere words, and got up and left.

Lu Zhenzhen’s phone buzzed with a text message.

She glanced at it and immediately looked over with a grievance, “You, you have to make such a clear distinction with me.”

Nan Jiaojiao had given her two hundred million.

“It’s only right.

I can’t let you suffer a loss.”

Lu Zhenzhen was exasperated with her.

She transferred the two hundred million to a card specifically set aside for Nan Jiaojiao’s money, then withdrew another two hundred million from her personal account to give to Shen Shichu.

“That fool Shen, if he knew that your personal wealth has long surpassed mine, he’d be green with regret.”