This person is a natural gambler. Dogs can't change their shit. No matter how miserable their losses are, they are still happy to place bets at the gambling table …

Scoundrel! Idiot!

However, although Teng Weijun really didn't like people like Song Jie and didn't want to interact with him, the current situation didn't allow him to have any personal feelings.

He wanted to buy back the 5% stake in Huafeng Group, so he was very kind to him.

Regarding Teng Weijun's question, Song Jie did not answer at all. Instead, he directly asked, "Eighty million. I will personally offer you five percent of Huafeng Group's shares!"

Teng Weijun seemed to have heard a joke and couldn't help but burst out laughing, "Haha, you don't seem to have figured out the current situation, do you?"

Huafeng Group's total assets were 1.9 billion, of which 500 million were liabilities. Five percent of its shares were less than 70 million! Right now, Huafeng Group's shares had plummeted, and its value was less than 50 million yuan. He actually asked for 80 million yuan!

Did he think he could take advantage of the current situation of Huafeng Group to extort money?

"General manager, we all know what is going on in Huafeng Group. Many people are eyeing Huafeng as a big cake and are not letting go. Although Huafeng's shares have plummeted, everyone knows that whoever owns the largest shares in Huafeng Group has the right to speak. "You're not the only one who has plans to buy shares now, General Manager!"

Song Jie had no choice but to say that during the negotiations with Teng Weijun, he did not show the slightest bit of disappointment.

This was a businessman who knew how to grasp any situation that was powerful against him and seek the greatest benefits for himself!

Although Song Jie was addicted to gambling, the blood of the merchants in his bones did not stop.

Teng Weijun had followed Teng Huaming around the shopping mall since he was young. How could he be defeated by Song Jie in a few words?

He stared at Song Jie with his fierce tiger-like eyes. He raised his hand to touch his nose and said, "Since someone is willing to buy your shares at a high price, why are you here to see me?"

Song Jie's eyebrows twitched.

That's because he was recently targeted by the underground bank!

Those people were gangsters, and it was only a matter of minutes for them to be seriously injured and crippled!

Every day, he hid away from those people and ran to the hospital to see Teng Weijun with great difficulty. He wanted to take advantage of the current predicament of the Teng Clan to rob them, so that he could take the opportunity to extort a sum of money and repair those rotten holes in his body …

Hearing Song Jie's words, Teng Weijun only smiled.

Although his face looked calm, his heart was filled with the shrewdness of a businessman, "Since you have found a better partner, then I can only be happy for you … Congratulations."

Although Teng Weijun said this, he knew that since Song Jie had rushed to find him, he must have encountered some kind of trouble and wanted to cash out the shares in his hands.

Therefore, he was sure that the success rate of this business was definitely 100%!

Song Jie's eyebrows twitched fiercely.

He thought that Teng Weijun would bargain with him, so he could bargain with him. As long as the price was within his acceptable range, he would definitely sell it directly.

But now, this little fox had actually blocked his way up the stairs, making it impossible for him to get down, up, down, and down.

This stinking fox! He was practically on the same level as that old fox Teng Huaming!

Although Song Jie also wanted to slap his butt and leave with great courage, there were wild wolves outside who were ready to grab one of his hands at any time, so he really couldn't just return without success …

Today, there must be a result!

Otherwise, he would be doomed sooner or later!

"Haha, the general manager really likes to joke." Song Jie smiled brightly and casually. He reached out and patted Teng Weijun's hand on the side of the bed. The smile on his face was so sharp that his eyes narrowed into a line.

"I have worked with the Teng Clan for ten years. The relationship between our two clans is definitely not something that can be explained with just a few numbers."

Song Jie was currently preparing to play the Friendship Card. Whether or not he could get Teng Weijun to increase the price for him was not important. First, he had to find a way to get himself down so that he could obtain the right to negotiate again.

"I know your father very well. He is a very loyal person. He has developed Huafeng Group so much over the years. We, the old brothers who fought with him, must definitely support him to the end."

When Song Jie said this, he slowed down his breathing and had a helpless expression on his face.

Then, he sighed and said again, "Your father is in a lawsuit now, Jiang Heming is aggressive, and you got into this damn car accident at a critical juncture. Huafeng Group has no one to hold on to now, and sooner or later, someone will eat him."

"Uncle Song, this is also for your sake. Otherwise, I would never have taken out so many stocks to support the Teng Clan through this crisis."

The topic had finally returned to normal after playing the Friendship Card seven times and eight times.

Teng Weijun secretly sneered.

He knew very well what kind of person Song Jie was. To be called a "brother" by such a person was definitely someone who could make him profitable!

When it's useful, I'll call you a few nice words, and when it's useless, I'll trample you to death!

However, since he couldn't help but speak first, if he didn't give him face, then it wouldn't make sense.

With a light cough, Teng Weijun picked up the transparent glass cup on the bedside table and took a sip. Then, under Song Jie's expectant gaze, he slowly said, "Uncle Song, you and my father have been friends with Hua Feng for more than ten years. I know who you are." Now that my father has been framed and sued, Huafeng's shares have plummeted in the stock market. This 5% of the shares are now worth less than 50 million yuan. "I was also brought up by you, uncle. How about this, I'll offer you a friendly price of 50 million. If you think this price is acceptable, you can prepare. I'll have a lawyer come over tomorrow to hand it over to you."

Fifty million, the highest price Teng Weijun could offer.

He also knew that someone was secretly buying Hua Feng's shares, but he had sent people to investigate for three days without any clues.

He believed that the reason why Song Jie had dragged so many days to see him was partly because he was looking for the person who had secretly purchased the shares.

Now that he had come to the hospital to discuss a deal with him, he definitely couldn't find any clues about that person. That was why he came to him.

"General manager, this price is too low. Even though Huafeng Group's shares have plummeted, these shares in my hands are still worth 60 million yuan. 50 million yuan is basically a loss-making transaction."

Song Jie shook his head. He was unhappy with Teng Weijun's offer of one million yuan.

Fifty million? !

It was simply a fantasy!

Teng Weijun was truly worthy of being planted by Teng Huaming's old fox!

To think that he would say such a righteous thing without blushing or breathing and invisibly devour him alive.

"If Uncle Song feels that the price is not satisfactory, he can talk to someone else. The Teng family holds 50% of the shares. Even if someone wants to use some bad guy, they have to weigh their abilities, right? Just who is in charge of Huafeng Group? At first glance, it's easy to tell."

Teng Weijun's words were very relaxed, as if he wasn't worried at all about the actions of the person in the dark.

In fact, he had always been a cautious person, and he didn't dare to gamble with Huafeng Group's future in his heart. The reason why he said this now was just to shout at Song Jie.

Song Jie frowned and thought carefully for a long time before nodding in agreement.

Looking at the little fox in front of him who silently blew himself dry, his tone inevitably became somewhat unpleasant, "General Manager Teng really has the true legacy of Chairman Teng! Then I'll trouble General Manager Teng to prepare the money and lawyers. I'll see you tomorrow!"

Song Jie snorted coldly and stood up. Without even saying goodbye to Teng Weijun, he walked out of the ward.

Only when the door was closed did the corners of Teng Weijun's mouth rise high.

Not to mention Song Jie, even the eighteen generations of Song Jie's ancestors couldn't defeat him!

He smiled unhappily, then picked up the phone at the side and called the company's lawyer to explain.

The result of the negotiations was actually such a tragic situation. Song Jie felt that Teng Weijun and his father, Teng Huaming, had been scolded for a long time!

If you're unlucky, drink cold water and stuff your teeth!

No, Song Jie guessed the unlucky ancestor's foot today …

Just as he walked out of the entrance of the hospital, he saw four men in black wearing sunglasses and a black cap rushing towards him.

Song Jie felt that ten thousand mud horses were galloping in his heart …

Damn, today is really a bad day!

After hiding for so many days, he was safe and sound. Today, the moment he saw Teng Weijun's turtle grandson, he was caught by the people from the underground bank.

Teng Weijun, the god of plague!

After he finished cursing fiercely, he quickly ran away.

However, he was still old and fat, so how could he run past the well-trained young man who was chasing after debts?

The moment Song Jie started to run away, a black-clothed man suddenly rushed in front of him.

That person was holding a dagger in his hand, intentionally exposing a small white piece for Song Jie to see. Then, he righteously threatened him, "You old brat, run again! See if Yours Truly doesn't poke a few bloody holes in your leg today, so that you can run again!"

The sunlight near noon struck the silver dagger. It was quite dazzling!

Song Jie only felt his eyes flicker. His eyes seemed to have been pierced by the cold light from the dagger, and he was in pain.

He instinctively closed his eyes, but the moment he closed his eyes, the four people surrounding him surged forward, directly blocking all directions in which he was trying to escape …

As a result, Song Jie was surrounded by four people and directly escorted into a van.

As soon as Song Jie got in the car, he was knocked unconscious by someone with a hand knife. Only when the soles of his feet hurt did he wake up dizzy.

What entered his eyes was a small, sealed black room.

There were dim yellow lights hanging all around, and they looked gloomy. Four young men who were laughing sinisterly were gesturing at him with machetes in their hands.

"…" Song Jie was so frightened that his heart and liver were trembling violently!

"You old bastard, how dare you not pay back the money you owe the bank? I've been waiting on you day and night these past few days! You're so fucking smart that God let you fall into my hands today. Let's see if I don't let you peel off your skin today."

A fluent black-clothed man picked up his machete and waved it in front of Song Jie.

Seeing this, Song Jie hurriedly retreated.

But now he was sitting on a chair with its back against the wall. He watched in horror as the machete waved to and fro two centimeters from his face.

As a result, Song Jie fainted again …

But this time, he was scared out of his wits.