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Please Take Care of Me, Young Master Quan
Chapter 51 - 51: Beautifully Cold (Male Lead Appears)Chapter 51: Beautifully Cold (Male Lead Appears)
Translator: Dragon Boat Translation Editor: Dragon Boat Translation
Yi Hong acted swiftly, and the very next day, he showed up with rhe contract in hand.
Shen Qian welcomed this development, and he promptly signed his distinguished name on it.
“Pleasure doing business.”
“Pleasure doing business.”
Their hands met briefly and parted.
With this, South Suburb Plot Number Seven belonged to Shen Qian, while Yi Hong received a staggering 3 billion in land sale proceeds, which he intended to use to fill the gap at Langhun Villa.
Ning City, East Fence Manor.
Ling Yun had just finished his practice at the underground shooting range when he saw Hu Zhibei hastily entering the premises, striding purposefully inside.
“Third Lord?” He stepped forward, blocking his path, his expression cold and devoid of emotion.
“Young rascal, you’re blocking me when I’ve got something urgent to settle?”
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtLing Yun remained unmoved, his harmless mushroom cut contrasting sharply with the icy aura that surrounded him. “What brings you here?”
‘Tm looking for Sixth Brother!”
“The Sixth Lord is currently occupied.”
Hu Zhibei paused, a bit puzzled. “Is he hiding a woman?”
Ling Yun’s lip twitched, his voice low. “No, not that.”
Hu Zhibei rolled his eyes and walked past him, muttering, “Sixth Brother, the piece of land you had your eye on in the North Sea got…”
As he crossed the living room, he suddenly halted, his voice trailing off.
In the training area, a man grasped a horizontal bar and executed rapid pull-ups with remarkable speed. His bare upper body showcased well-defined muscles, akin to a poised cheetah, primed for battle and combat.
Taut, brimming with intensity, and exuding immense strength.
Hu Zhibei stopped his complaints, inexplicably quiet now. He glanced at the counter next to him and cursed under his breath, “Freak-”
Ten minutes later, the man finally released the horizontal bar, concluding his training.
Ling Yun approached with a towel. Quan Banting adjusted his breath slightly before accepting it. His gaze shifted to Hu Zhibei, who had barged in uninvited. “Third Brother, what brings you here?”
A faint hint of chill emanated from his eyes. Yet, his exceptionally handsome face made people want to ger closer, despite rhe risk of getting frostbite.
Hu Zhibei was a rough man, unrefined and lacking in education. He didn’t know what words to use to describe this sworn brother of his.
In any case, it was safe to say undeniably, he was extraordinarily cold and beautiful!
“Last time, you mentioned that you were interested in a piece of land in the southern suburbs of the North Sea, planning to use it to build a dock. I took some people to check it out, and the geographical conditions were indeed excellent. 1 was about to have you make a decision, but unexpectedly, someone got ahead and bought it.”
“Sixth Lord, lightly salted water.” Ling Yun quietly handed it over.
Quan Banting took a sip, his jaw slightly tensed, “Sit down.”
Ling Yun turned and left, while Hu Zhibei settled on the nearby sofa. “The piece of land originally belonged to Hengyi Group and was intended for a five-star resort hotel. However, it seems there have been some internal issues within the group, requiring urgent capital turnover, so they decided to sell the land.” “Who’s the buyer?”
“Tian Shui Real Estate.”
“What’s their background?”
Hu Zhibei had to admire his directness. “The Shen family of Ning City.”
The man raised an eyebrow, a faint curve forming at the corner of his lips, seemingly casual.
“So, they’re old friends.”
Quan Banting had a long-standing collaboration with rhe Hui Teng logistics branch of the Mingda Group. Although they hadn’t met many times, their relationship had always been good.
While Hui Teng didn’t necessarily rely on Mingda as its only client, he had no reason to turn down the business that came to him.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmOver the past few years, things had been going smoothly.
“What’s more interesting is that before this, Hengyi and Tian Shui had a dispute over another piece of land. During the bidding process, they even had a scandal about leaking confidential information, which caused quite a stir with the Industrial and Commercial Bureau and the Bidding Office. Yet now, these two companies are cooperating quite happily. Don’t you find that suspicious?” Hu Zhibei might look rugged, but it didn’t mean he was oblivious. He made sure to clarify what needed to be understood, and he didn’t cut corners.
“Why did it have to be that piece of land?” Quan Banting’s eyes revealed deep thought.
“Should we consider using some methods to pressure the Shen family into giving it up voluntarily?” After all, they had dealt with this kind of thing many times before, and Hu Zhibei was well-versed in such matters.
“No rush.”
“Then…”
“Send someone to investigate Hengyi Group s background.”
“Understood.”
In mid-July, the powerful Typhoon “Yao Ji” struck the northern Gulf with great force as it made landfall.
Ning City seemed to be affected as well, enduring several consecutive heavy rains, with no signs of clearing up.
Shen Wan moved the cactus that had been growing freely on the windowsill indoors. She casually tossed it in a corner without watering or tending to it on schedule. However, the little fellow seemed completely unaffected, still vibrant and lush, both succulent and tender.
“You’re quite resilient.”
She chuckled softly, her gaze shifting to the window, where the sky hung low with ominous black clouds.
In the downstairs living room, the evening news played
“…The northern Gulf region is significantly affected by the powerful typhoon, with cities such as Sushen and Beihai issuing black typhoon warnings. Due to the tropical cyclone’s impact, the average wind speed exceeds level 12… This marks the first instance in almost two decades where the meteorological department has issued a black warning… Maritime vessels are banned from setting sail, and regular ferry services have been halted….”