"Do you want to die or live?"
A voice suddenly came from behind the nouveau riche, who was stunned for a moment, apparently not expecting someone to dare speak to him like that. As he was in the heat of anger, his entire face twisted: "Who the f*ck are you talking to..."
However, just as the nouveau riche turned around and saw the person standing behind him, the rest of his words were swallowed back down his throat.
Dressed in a suit, Zhao Wuji was standing right behind him, his gaze firmly locked on the nouveau riche, emitting a chill.
"Zhao... Mr. Zhao?"
It has to be said, the coincidences in this world are rather abundant.
Aside from managing Tianrui Bank, Zhao Wuji had also invested in many other ventures, one of which was coal mining.
And the nouveau riche's coal mine had sixty-five percent of its shares belonging to Zhao Wuji, so strictly speaking, Zhao Wuji was his direct boss.