After Divorce, I Inherited the Game's Fortune

As it turned out, they were now offering such generous terms!

With 150 million invested, Dazhong Commerce and Trade could immediately come back to life.

"150 million for just 60% of the shares, have you gotten your brain squeezed by a door?"

At this moment, Mr. Gas Canister couldn't hold it in any longer and sarcastically sneered.

If Huang Dazhong agreed, his dream of marrying his goddess would surely vanish into thin air, and Zhao Jinlong naturally would not accept that.

Yang Hao glanced at Zhao Jinlong and then asked Huang Dazhong, "Mr. Huang, can this 'Mr. Gas' make the decisions here?"

"Mr. Gas is?"

The uncomprehending Huang Dazhong wore a look of confusion.

Zhao Jinlong hadn't caught on either. He looked around, equally mystified, wondering where this "Mr. Gas" came from?

Zhao Yueshan, on the other hand, reacted immediately, as people often sneered behind his back, saying his son was like a gas canister come to life.

For this reason, he had repeatedly urged his son to lose weight, but the good-for-nothing boy simply lacked the willpower.

So, when Yang Hao mentioned "Mr. Gas," he knew it was a jab at his own son!

And the silly son himself didn't even catch on.

A little later, as Huang Dazhong's brain began to catch up, he quickly shook his head: "Jinlong is just a friend of the Huang Family; he naturally can't make decisions for our family."

"Then please shut up, 'Mr. Gas'!"

Yang Hao chuckled and shrugged his shoulders lightly.

"Mr. Gas is me?"

"You f*cking mocking me!!"

Zhao Jinlong finally figured it out and stood up with a whoosh, pointing his chubby little finger at Yang Hao, his small eyes bulging circularly.

"Jinlong, sit down!!"

Zhao Yueshan's face tightened as he glared at his son.

"Dad, you listen to what he's saying. Is that how a person talks?!" Zhao Jinlong protested indignantly.

Yang Hao then gave Mr. Gas Canister a dismissive glance: "I was talking to Mr. Huang, wasn't it you who interrupted first??"

"You motherfu..."

Zhao Jinlong had been annoyed with Yang Hao for a while and was about to curse when he got smacked on the head by his old man, Zhao Yueshan: "Sit down, we're in Mr. Huang's home, show some respect!"

"Err....."

Zhao Jinlong was pretty scared of his own father. Seeing Zhao Yueshan's stern face, he bit his lip and took a seat again, but his small eyes were still glaring coldly at Yang Hao.

"Mr. Huang, Mr. Yang, please continue."

"Jinlong has been rude. I apologize on his behalf."

Zhao Yueshan smiled and made a polite gesture with his hands, though inwardly he murmured critically: I want to see how long you two can keep this act up.

Having said that, he relaxed back into his seat and leisurely picked up his tea again.

"Mr. Yang, do you have any additional conditions?"

Huang Dazhong felt that Yang Hao must have some additional conditions; otherwise, why would he offer such favorable terms?

"Indeed, there is one additional condition."

Yang Hao nodded with a smile.

"Mr. Yang, please speak."

Huang Dazhong revealed an expression as if he expected just this.

Yang Hao looked over at Huang Qing and said indifferently, "I hope Mr. Huang will not interfere with Qing's marriage matters from now on."

"Eh?"

"Just that??"

Huang Dazhong first was taken aback, then his face showed utter disbelief.

With 150 million in investment, the company would overcome the crisis; naturally, there was no need to maintain the marriage alliance with the Zhao Family, nor to insist on his daughter's engagement to Zhao Jinlong!

Therefore, this condition didn't hold much actual significance.

But upon hearing this, Zhao Jinlong exploded again, standing up once more: "What the f*ck gives you the right to dictate Qing's marriage?!"

"Qing is to be engaged to me!!"

The tea table stood 80 centimeters tall, adorned with various tea sets and ornaments. The total height, all in all, was over a meter, resulting in Zhao Jinlong, upon standing up, not appearing much taller than the tea table, giving Yang Hao a visual reminiscent of a comically short character, quite amusing.

But Yang Hao still couldn't be bothered with Mr. Gas Canister. He looked back at Huang Dazhong and inquired, "Qing is to get engaged to him?"

"Nothing of the sort!"

"Director Zhao and I were merely discussing a collaboration,"

Huang Dazhong hurriedly denied, then asked with a face full of expectation, "Mr. Yang, besides the condition you just mentioned, there are no other conditions?"

"None!"

Yang Hao shook his head, "However, the condition I just mentioned must be included in the contract."

"No problem!"

Huang Dazhong nodded with a beaming smile, saying, "Actually, I had no intention of interfering with Qing's marriage matters!"

"It's best if she decides on her own matters."

At this point, the old fox like Huang Dazhong certainly could see the relationship between his daughter and this Mr. Yang. The man had been generous and almost offered a market price, in effect becoming a great benefactor to the Huang Family.

So, why would he lend a hand?

If not for his daughter's sake!

Huang Dazhong's impression of the younger Yang Hao was ten thousand times better than that of Zhao Jinlong.

If his daughter was with him, Huang Dazhong had no objections.

"That's good!"

"To a pleasurable cooperation, I raise a tea in lieu of wine to Mr. Huang,"

Yang Hao cheerfully lifted the teacup in front of him.

"No need for tea in place of wine, it's almost dinner time at home, let's have a few drinks later!"

Huang Dazhong clinked his teacup with Yang Hao's, all smiles as he spoke.

"Dad, say something!"

Seeing that the two had reached an agreement so easily, Zhao Jinlong couldn't sit still; he quickly nudged his father sitting beside him.

Zhao Yueshan gave his foolish son a contemptuous glance, and sure enough, he opened his mouth, "Congratulations, Mr. Huang!"

"Here's to wishing both of you success in your cooperation and to Dazhong Commerce and Trade reaching new heights!"

With that, he too raised the teacup in front of him.

Upon hearing this, Zhao Jinlong nearly choked with exasperation. His mouth twitched violently, and he looked at his father with a puzzled expression, wanting to say more, but his father stopped him with a wave of his hand.

Zhao Yueshan always doubted that this was a genuine deal. A collaborative project worth 150 million, just agreed upon so easily?

What kind of international joke is this!!

Moreover, listen to the condition put forward by Mr. Yang: no meddling in Huang Qing's marital affairs.

This was tailor-made for the Zhao Father and Son, to be heard by them alone.

Therefore, Zhao Yueshan wanted to see just how long this charade would go on.

The fake inevitably could not become real, and the debts of Dazhong Commerce and Trade lay there, unable to be dissipated through mere acting.

"Mr. Huang, since you have important matters to attend to, I shall not disturb you further."

"Let's stop here for today. We'll be in touch~"

Zhao Yueshan smiled as he got to his feet, thinking to himself: next time you come to me, it won't be 70% anymore.

I want 75%!

That 5% can be the cost of your little performance!

"Dad, we can't just leave..."

Zhao Jinlong naturally didn't want to leave; he cast another glance at Huang Qing, anxious beyond measure.

To be so close to winning his beauty, leaving now would mean all his efforts were in vain!

"Didn't you see Mr. Huang has important matters to attend to? Ours is a private affair, we'll talk another time!"

Zhao Yueshan gave his son a stern look, then nodded slightly to Yang Hao as a farewell and pulled Zhao Jinlong towards the door.

"Director Zhao, let me see you out."

The necessary courtesies must not be neglected, Huang Dazhong said, hospitably seeing the Zhao Father and Son out the door.

Although Zhao Yueshan had the mindset of taking advantage of this cooperation, it's possible the two parties would have business interactions in the future; there was no need to burn bridges.

"Dad, are we just leaving like this?"

"What about my marriage to Qing?"

After getting into the car, Zhao Jinlong asked with a mournful face.

"They're putting on a show,"

Zhao Yueshan said disdainfully, "Don't worry, within three days, Huang Dazhong will come to us of his own accord, and he'll bring his daughter with him!"

"Then Huang Qing will be yours!"