Chapter 375 - 251: Comrades-in-Arms Are More Reliable Than Spouses

Chapter 375: Chapter 251: Comrades-in-Arms Are More Reliable Than Spouses

"Heh, women."

"Three minutes are up. Give me an answer—yes or no? If you agree, we’ll be allies from now on. I’ll even give you some equity, which is much more reliable than marriage. If you don’t agree, then forget it. I’ll find someone else to partner with, and we can just stick to dating."

Lin Chu said with a playful smile.

’I have a whole new understanding of the phrase "don’t miss out on a good girl" now.’

’I can’t give you a promise, but I can give you a future.’

’And I’m handling it more smoothly now.’

"I agree to the acquisition, but we’re breaking up. I’ll find someone else to date and marry!"

Yang Huixian said, her smile as radiant as a flower, deliberately trying to provoke Lin Chu.

Lin Chu chuckled. "That’s not out of the question. I’ll make it your mission. From now on, I’ll only enter your body, not your life."

"Get lost! You! Have some shame, will you? Can you at least act like a decent human being?"

"Are you going to be a dog in the manger? Who even does that?"

Yang Huixian retorted with a half-crazed laugh.

"Hmm? That’s the first time I’ve heard someone compare themselves to a latrine pit. Truly... fresh and unconventional. Hahaha! Enough of this nonsense. Name your price for the company. One price, no haggling. Consider it a token of my love."

Lin Chu once again breezily steered the conversation back on topic. ℴℴ𝘮

Yang Huixian’s expression turned a bit more serious, but she still replied rebelliously, "I don’t want cash. I want 99% of the shares."

Lin Chu said, "You may be beautiful, but don’t let your imagination get too wild... 1% and one hundred million in cash. That’s my final offer."

Her: ...

"Fine! Then when I’m the VP, I’ll embezzle you blind! I’ll gut your company from the inside out!"

Lin Chu said, "Go ahead. I’ll just find a few more ’lady bosses’ to watch you every day. You all can fight it out. Whoever’s the most capable gets the biggest piece of the pie. It’s not like I have much to my name anyway. I don’t care."

"Lin Chu!"

"Damn you!"

Lin Chu let out a loud laugh. "Mwah! Be good. We’ve got a long life ahead of us. What’s the point of living if there’s no drama?"

After a few more minutes of pointless banter, Lin Chu hung up the phone.

Gao Haitao was standing at the top of the stairs.

He had been up there for a while.

But seeing that Lin Chu was on the phone, he hadn’t disturbed him and had waited patiently.

"What is it? Speak."

Lin Chu looked at him and said briskly.

"Zhuang Yingcheng is dead."

"Zhuang the Third woke up in the hospital, but the specifics of his injuries aren’t clear yet."

Gao Haitao reported the latest news. This was the biggest story in Xiangjiang tonight; countless people were paying attention and learning the inside details from various channels.

’Dead?’

Lin Chu blinked a couple of times, fell silent for a few seconds, then lit a cigarette and let out a long stream of smoke. There was no particular emotion in his eyes.

"My initial assessment is that this was likely orchestrated by Zhuang the Third himself. His own crash was fake, but the one that killed his older brother was real. With both of them in crashes, he could also use the opportunity to shift the blame onto Zhuang the Second."

"It’s after market close right now, so there hasn’t been any movement in the stock market yet. But first thing tomorrow morning, things will definitely get turbulent."

Gao Haitao didn’t know much about the stock market, but he still brought it up tentatively.

If handled well, this situation could be an opportunity to profit.

Lin Chu glanced at him, waving a hand with a smile. "Forget it. It’s not important anymore. We’ll ignore this matter. Tomorrow, I’m going to go shopping with that young lady, have some fun for a couple of days, and then head back."

"We’re just passersby."

’It’s so fucking good to be alive.’

’Once you’re dead, you have nothing.’

Seeing Lin Chu’s "zen-like" attitude, Gao Haitao gave a slight nod. Since Lin Chu had made such a decision, he must have his reasons.

Just then, his walkie-talkie suddenly crackled to life.

"President Gao, we have a situation. A motorcycle just sped past the gate and threw something out. We took a look—it’s a plaster arm. Not sure what it means. Looks like construction debris."

Gao Haitao’s gaze sharpened instantly, and his brow furrowed slightly.

He looked back at Lin Chu and gave a wry smile. "Brother Chu, why don’t you take the young lady on a date to Peng City? Isn’t that where they’re all heading to these days anyway?"

His men didn’t understand the meaning of the plaster arm, but Gao Haitao grasped it instantly. ’At Jackie Chan’s party, Lin Chu slapped Zhuang the Third... So, is he demanding an arm in return? No one but him would do something like this. To be this arrogant and domineering... it’s like Zhuang the Third is truly afraid of nothing.’

Lin Chu was silent for a moment, then unexpectedly let out a laugh.

"This wasn’t necessarily Zhuang the Third’s doing. It could have been Zhuang the Second."

"For now, let’s get some sleep. Don’t make any decisions after ten at night."

"We’ll talk about it when we wake up."

Hearing Lin Chu’s words, Gao Haitao suddenly sucked in a sharp breath. His scalp tingled. He hadn’t expected Lin Chu to think of that possibility.

"Right, I understand now. That was short-sighted of me."

"Indeed. It’s highly likely it was Zhuang the Second. At a time like this, Zhuang the Third would be the one less likely to want to stir up more trouble."

"Dragging us into this doesn’t do him any good."

Lin Chu nodded with a smile and waved his hand.

"Time for bed. Good night."

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