Chapter 120 - Chapter 120 - 120 Capital Operation (2/2)

Zhao Hai chuckled lightly, “Of course, that’s possible. However, we still need to discuss the specifics in detail. May I know if Miss Fang has any availability tonight?”

Fang Yuan was taken aback, as she certainly understood what Zhao Hai implied.

Yet the enticement of the proposal at hand was simply too great.

If she could succeed, she would be able to meet the terms of the wagering agreement in the shortest possible time and secure that three billion in capital.

In the face of such a vast fortune, a slight sacrifice seemed negligible.

“I should be the one to discuss this matter with Young Master Zhao!” Han Mintao suddenly interjected from the side, “When it comes to capital operations, our Fang Yuan really has no clue.”

Zhao Hai was somewhat displeased, “Is Sister Han worried that I’d swindle Miss Fang?”

“That’s not it!” Han Mintao was relatively calm, “Surely Young Master Zhao must be aware of the wagering agreement Miss Fang has signed!”

“Of course, I am aware of that,” Zhao Hai casually picked up a water glass from the table and took a sip.

“Until the wagering agreement is fulfilled, everything about Fang Yuan, including her private life, is under the control of the capital backers! Young Master Zhao should understand what I mean.”

The displeasure on Zhao Hai’s face gradually faded; he naturally understood the rules of the entertainment circle.

Once the wagering agreement was signed, everything about Fang Yuan, including her weight and even her most private personal life, had to be strictly controlled.

One critical point was that without the capital backer’s consent, she absolutely could not be involved in any scandals.

“What a pity! If I’d been the one who signed the wagering agreement with Miss Fang from the beginning, I wouldn’t have let her exhaust herself like this.”

With a sigh, Zhao Hai placed a document on the table.

“I believe that after this plan, Miss Fang will essentially fulfill the wagering agreement. When the time comes, don’t forget to have a drink with me.”

Having said that, Zhao Hai turned and left.

…

By four in the afternoon, the flow of customers in the shop began to dwindle.

It was then that Zhang Fan suddenly rushed in, flustered.

“Chen Yu, can you perform first aid?”

Chen Yu was startled, “I can! What exactly happened?”

“Somebody fainted in my shop, and it will be a while before the ambulance arrives, but that person looks like they’re in a bad way.”

Chen Yu did not dare to delay, “Wife, quickly bring down the emergency medical kit.”

After calling out to Tong Ya, Chen Yu hurriedly followed Zhang Fan to the shop next door.

A considerably obese middle-aged man was lying on the floor of the car dealership, convulsing continuously.

The staff of the car dealership were also panicking, not daring to approach.

Chen Yu hurried forward, checking the man’s pulse, and medical knowledge raced through his mind.

A few seconds later, Chen Yu’s previously anxious expression eased.

He pulled Zhang Fan aside, “Old Zhang, is this man someone you have a grudge with?”

Zhang Fan’s expression was blank, “How did you know?”

“I’ve checked him out, he’s not ill, at most due to obesity, a bit of endocrine disorder.”

Zhang Fan also breathed a sigh of relief, then adopted a serious demeanor.

“Liu Jianhui, I won’t quibble with you over that batch of goods. Hurry up and get up; the floor is so cold, you’ll end up sick even if you weren’t before.”

Liu Jianhui’s shaking instantly stopped, and then he slowly got to his feet.

“Was what you said just now true?”

Zhang Fan did not reply, but simply lifted his mobile phone.

He had already been recording a video.