Chapter 91: Boss Tu

The silver-gray Volvo S90 was parked in the underground garage, and Su Qing tossed the keys to Jiang Fan.

"This car has driven less than five hundred kilometers. The company has a special Buick for picking people up, so this car has been left here untouched. It's troublesome to transfer the ownership of the company's cars. Whether you want to drive it yourself or do something else, you can decide for yourself. But let me tell you, this is the only idle car in the company now. If you give it to someone else, you won't have a car anymore."

"Looking at the dusty car, Jiang Fan felt a little 'heartache'. Five hundred kilometers, it's basically a new car! Capitalists are really wasteful! Jiang Fan opened the driver's side door and waved to Su Qing."

"It's more suitable for me, a small employee, to take the bus. I'll take the contract directly. I'll call you when I'm done."

"Really, don't you need me to go with you?"

"No need. Negotiating with Tu Xiao is like going to play tricks. You, this small rogue, can't compare to him, the big bandit. I'm leaving to wash the car first."

Jiang Fan started the car and left the underground garage of Rongyao. Su Qing, covering her slightly aching head, returned to the company. Just as she arrived on the first floor, Gao Lvxing appeared in front of her, looking at the Volvo passing through the main entrance and whispering,

"Ms. Su, you're planning to let Jiang Fan do this for you? I'm really curious about what you promised Jiang Fan that makes him do these things for you. From multiple perspectives, you can't compare to the person from Changxiang."

Su Qing chuckled lightly, looking at the disappearing car and whispering,

"It's trust."

As she spoke, she walked past Gao Lvxing. Her face was calm, and she had no idea what would happen when Jiang Fan met Tu Xiao. Would his personality cause conflicts? After returning to the office, Su Qing gave up on anything in her hands, tightly gripping her phone, not allowing the screen to lock for a moment. She wanted to receive Jiang Fan's call first, whether it was successful or not.

Su Qing was not the only one worried about Jiang Fan. Yang Jin and Chen Yi from the general department were also anxious. This was not an ordinary negotiation, and the other party was not a serious businessman!

Beneath an office building in the eighth district, Guan Dagou had been waiting downstairs since dawn with his men. Yesterday evening, Jiang Fan called him to say that he would talk to Tu Xiao again today about cooperating with Rongyao. His boss also guessed that Jiang Fan came to negotiate the price. Negotiation was fine, but he would never agree to lower the price.

Behind Guan Dagou were fifty men, all wearing suits and white gloves, divided into two rows. The men on the outside were fine, but the men inside had a cloth bag hanging diagonally behind their waists, with the handle of a knife exposed.

Tu Xiao rented the first floor of the office building, which was not an office space but his second stronghold.

10:10.

The silver-gray Volvo stopped in front of Guan Dagou. Jiang Fan looked at the situation outside the car, took a deep breath, and got off. Guan Junbiao, dressed in a red suit, lost his usual playfulness and nodded seriously.

"Mr. Jiang, my boss has been waiting for you for a long time."

Jiang Fan looked at those fierce-looking underlings and his heart started pounding. This scene, which he only saw in TV, had become reality today, and he was one of the protagonists. Jiang Fan didn't rush forward but threw the car key in his hand to Guan Dagou.

"Fulfill the promise. The car is for you to pick up Tu Kun. It's the safest car in the world. Find someone to try it out."

Guan Dagou didn't show any delighted expression. After receiving the key, he called two of his men behind him.

"Go and do a maintenance check on Mr. Jiang's car, then drive to pick up the young lady and ask if she is satisfied with this car."

After the car drove away, Guan Dagou walked towards Jiang Fan, hugged his shoulder, and finally smiled.

"Brother Jiang, shall we go up?"

"Wait a moment. My legs are a bit soft. Does your boss want to kill me?"

Jiang Fan didn't act tough in front of Guan Junbiao. Guan Junbiao's face was slightly embarrassed, and he whispered,

"It depends on your luck, Brother Jiang! I will do my best to protect you."

Guan Dagou's impression of Jiang Fan gradually increased. From the time they met until now, and just now, before talking to his boss, he gave him the car. Giving the car could be said to be unrelated to his boss and was helping him solve a problem.

Bringing the young lady back is also for the safety of Jiang Fan.

Of course, Jiang Fan understands that, otherwise he wouldn't have said that his legs were weak.

As he walked into the main entrance of the office building, the subordinates on both sides bent down simultaneously and shouted in unison.

"Mr. Jiang!"

The unison shout made Jiang Fan's heart beat wildly. Seeing the handles of knives behind each of them, Jiang Fan was really nervous. He had thought that Tu Xiao might be a laughing Maitreya Buddha, at least appearing kind on the surface. But now it seems that this guy is a real gang leader.

After walking through the hall, the scene inside changed. It was no longer the subordinates in black suits, but beautiful girls wearing OL uniforms, each with glasses, wearing nude-colored stockings, with graceful figures and pretty faces.

What the hell!

Jiang Fan was really nervous.

Walking to the door of the innermost room, the door was a pair of Chinese-style curved willow wood doors. Each side of the door had a character for "loyalty". Guan Dagao gently knocked on the door, and a deep voice came from inside. Then Guan Dagao pushed the door open and led Jiang Fan into the office, while the subordinates following behind turned around, put their hands in front of them, and guarded the door.

The window was right in front of the door, and Tu Xiao's desk was on the east side.

Finally, Jiang Fan saw Tu Xiao, and he was quite different from what he had imagined. His silver-gray short hair was combed back, wearing a blue sportswear, with a pair of glasses, and there was a thin scar from his left eye to the left corner of his mouth.

The scar didn't affect Tu Xiao's appearance, but added a bit of decisive and forceful aura.

The first thing Jiang Fan observed was Tu Xiao, and the second was the office. The office was very large, with over 80 square meters. The desk was also large, without computers or other clutter, only with the four writing instruments: brush, ink, paper, and inkstone.

The bookshelf behind him looked expensive, with not many books on it, mostly antiques and photos of Tu Kun from childhood to adulthood.

Tu Xiao really loved Tu Kun.

In the middle was a photo of a young woman holding a baby, which should be Tu Kun's deceased mother.

From these, the only thing that could be judged was that Tu Xiao loved Tu Kun very much, and also deeply loved his deceased wife.

Jiang Fan didn't speak hastily because Tu Xiao had already stood up and walked past Jiang Fan and Guan Dagao to the west side of the office. Jiang Fan then noticed that there was also an indoor golf course here. Tu Xiao took off his sports top, revealing his back.

It wasn't muscular! His muscles were well-developed, and there were more than twenty scars of various sizes densely covering his back, one of which seemed to be a gunshot wound.

Tu Xiao was about 1.8 meters tall and weighed around 80 kilograms. When he swung his golf club, Jiang Fan swallowed. The ball hit the wall, and when it landed, a small dent appeared on the wall.

Jiang Fan swallowed, but! He hadn't spoken yet.

Guan Junbiao looked at his master and then at Jiang Fan. He tried to speak up.

"Master, this is the negotiation representative sent by the general manager of Glory Group, also the young lady's uncle Jiang Fan."

Tu Xiao turned around and looked at Jiang Fan with a serious expression, then said calmly.

"So you're the child's uncle. Since my daughter says you're a good uncle, then you're good for me. I thought you were someone sent by Su Qing, that little girl, for negotiation just now. Biao, go and let them prepare lunch. Uncle of my child, my daughter said you gave her lessons. I'm not sophisticated and don't know how to speak eloquently. In this company, take whatever you like. We don't have much else. I, Tu Xiao, am only rich in money."

After hearing this, Jiang Fan grinned and joked.

"Since money is what Mr. Tu has the most of, then I won't hide my intention. I want to take away four million from you today."

Four million?

An exorbitant demand?

Shocking words?

Guan Junbiao was frightened and trembled, while Tu Xiao smiled slightly at Jiang Fan.

"Biao, let them chop off his legs and throw him out to feed the fish."

Jiang Fan smiled slightly and said.

"Mr. Tu, I heard that you are recently quite strapped for cash. The construction of the mall requires the contractor to inject funds ahead of time. These millions should not be enough for you, right? I suggest we sit down and talk first. Anyway, I'm in this room now. There's no big difference between breaking my legs earlier or later. What if my idea is beneficial to you?"

Tu Xiao hesitated. Jiang Fan had hit his pain point. The biggest problem why he hadn't signed a contract with Gao Lvxing was that he didn't have the money to invest. At this moment, Guan Junbiao suddenly spoke up.

"Just now, Mr. Jiang sent a car to the young lady. It seems to be a Volvo with the highest safety performance."

Tu Xiao glared at Guan Junbiao, then looked at Jiang Fan again with a raised corner of his mouth, showing a slightly disdainful smile.

"Gao Lvxing promised me 12 million, and the deadline is two years for completion. Why should I let you take away four million? The mall, which is tens of thousands of square meters, is not too small or too large. Since you say I lack money, you dare to come and rob money? Even if I, Tu Xiao, am down and out, don't I have a few million in savings?"

Tu Xiao's words once again helped Jiang Fan confirm the fact that Tu Xiao was short of money.

Jiang Fan didn't speak hastily. He smiled at Tu Xiao, walked to the sofa under the window, sat down, and placed the contract in his hand on the table. Tu Xiao squinted at Jiang Fan with the corner of his eye.

"Kid, you're not afraid of death."