My ex-boyfriend is looking forward to my bankruptcy

By the evening, Qu Tao returned to his apartment exhausted. Han Feng had already prepared dinner for him.

"Are you tired today? I heard Xi Mozhou snatched your contract again?"

"You are well-informed. Could it be that you have planted spies in my company?"

Qu Tao was lying on his back on the sofa. When he heard his question, he sat up. Han Feng gestured in the direction of the restaurant.

"It's not a big deal if I planted spies there, but I'm afraid Xi Mozhou has planted spies in your company. If that's the case, the company you've painstakingly built up over the past three years is really going to be finished."

"How about you send someone you trust to conduct a full investigation of all company employees?"

"No need."

Han Feng was his college classmate and roommate. Qu Tao only told him about his relationship with Xi Mozhou.

"Taozi, is it possible that Xi Mozhou stole your contract to retaliate against you because you ran away with his money three years ago?"

"If that's the case, why don't you go talk to him before the company goes bankrupt and ask him to return the 10 million?"

"talk later."

Han Feng wanted to say something, but Qu Tao pointed to the dishes on the table and changed the subject.

"Your cooking skills are not as good as mine. If you still want to live here, you should practice your cooking skills."

"I'm willing to do it for you, so just be content. I'm at home, but I have everything I need."

"Then you... go home?"

Qu Tao put down his chopsticks and spoke in a threatening tone. Han Feng immediately smiled flatteringly.

"No, believe me, I will definitely make sure you have a delicious meal tomorrow."

In order to avoid a family marriage, Han Feng ran from Yuncheng to Yanshi and has been living here for nearly half a month.

"Fengzi, hiding like this for a long time isn't a solution. If it really doesn't work, why don't you try to communicate with your grandfather?"

"My old man has a personality that others may not know, but you don't know. He's just a stubborn donkey. If I could communicate with him, why would I have to hide from you?"

Fearing that Qu Tao would continue to preach, Han Feng immediately stood up from the dining table after he finished speaking.

"Okay, I'm full, I'm going to take a shower."

"Wait."

"Anything else?"

Han Feng took a few steps and then fell back. Qu Tao looked him up and down for a few seconds.

"There's a business dinner tomorrow night. Do you want to join us?"

"Business banquet? What about Xi Mozhou...what if you run into him at the banquet?"

"Just meet me when I meet you."

Qu Tao answered calmly. The moment he decided to move the company to Yan City, he had already made preparations for the possibility of the two meeting.

"Okay then. I'll accompany you tomorrow. If Xi Mozhou attacks you, I can take a few punches for you."

"Hit me? Not really?"

"That's not certain."

At Qingmu Bar, Pei Zechen took a sip of wine and looked at Xi Mozhou, who was emitting a cold aura.

"You've already snatched several contracts from other companies, and you're still mad?"

Xi Mozhou said nothing. Pei Zechen drank the wine in the glass and continued.

"There's a party tomorrow night, maybe he'll be there too. Are you still going?"

"Go, why not go?"

Xi Mozhou gritted his teeth, and Fei Zechen couldn't help but shudder when he saw his expression.

"Tomorrow's banquet will be attended by some of the most prominent figures in the business community. You'd better not embarrass them too much."

"Don't worry, I know what to do." Fei Zechen's heart was just about to be relieved when Xi Mozhou added, "When we see him, break his legs first."

"......"

After the meeting early the next morning, Qu Tao, Assistant Wang and the factory manager went to the factory in the suburbs together. Because two contracts were snatched away, the storage of the newly arrived raw materials became a problem.

Thinking of the pressed finished products and the newly arrived raw materials, the factory manager made a tentative proposal.

"Mr. Qu, do you have a grudge against Mr. Xi from Difeng? Should we find someone to settle it?"

"Need not."

Qu Tao spoke indifferently and turned to Assistant Wang beside him.

"Please remember that from now on, all penalty fees in contracts will be increased by 10%."

"Yes."

Assistant Wang understood Qu Tao's intention, took note of it, and spoke carefully.

"Mr. Qu, isn't 10% a little too little? Do you want to add a little more?"

"No, 10% is used as warehouse expenses."

After living together for a year, Qu Tao knew Xi Mozhou's temper. The more you resist, the more excited he becomes. It would be better to let him vent his anger.

In fact, these days, he had thought about why Xi Mozhou was so angry with him.

But after thinking about it, Qu Tao couldn't think of a better reason except that he had left without saying goodbye and didn't give him the chance to break up first, which slapped him in the face.

But why was he the one being asked to break up? Did Xi Mozhou have any dignity? Did Qu Tao have no shame?

After Qu Tao solved the problem of raw material storage, he and Assistant Wang went to a coffee shop located in a bustling area of ​​the tobacco market.

Compared to the bustling coffee shop next door, the coffee shop owned by their company is as desolate as it can be. Even the employees are envious of the coffee shop next door.

The store manager received a call from Assistant Wang on the way, and waited at the door of the coffee shop early with his employees.

"Assistant Wang, could this person be our president?"

The store manager had never seen Qu Tao before. When he saw a man whose appearance was no less than that of a current superstar, he got out of the back seat of the Rolls-Royce and asked in a low voice.

"Correct."

"Mr. Qu is here in person, so our coffee shop... is it going to close? I'm going to be laid off too, right?"

"Don't talk nonsense, Mr. Qu has no intention of closing the store."

It’s good that the store is not closed. The coffee shop manager breathed a sigh of relief, and suddenly there was a commotion in the shop next door.

A black Maybach stopped right in front of Qu Tao's Rolls-Royce.

"Assistant Wang, hurry up and take me to this office."

Guessing the identity of the person in the car, Qu Tao hurriedly shouted to Assistant Wang, but the latter just stood there with no intention of moving.

"Mr. Qu, Mr. Xi is here too. Now is a good opportunity to resolve the conflict."

"Nosy."

The door of the black Maybach was opened. After Qu Tao finished scolding, he immediately went into the coffee shop without looking back.

In front of the French window on the second floor, Qu Tao leaned over slightly and looked down, meeting a pair of cold black eyes.

How did this bastard know that I would secretly look at him?

Qu Tao hurriedly withdrew and called Assistant Wang to his side.

"Can you go down there and see if you can get the car out?"

"Mr. Qu, can I go to the coffee shop next door and talk to them so they can move the car?"