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Huang Kunlun subtly told Wang Xiaoqiang that his power extended beyond the righteous path, and that he even had a say in the underworld and the casinos in Macau.

"Er, thanks," Wang Xiaoqiang put away the business card, handed one of his own to Huang Kunlun, "Mr. Huang, this is my card. Please take it. If there's anything I can help with in the future, feel free to call me..."

The bodyguard looked at Wang Xiaoqiang's card with some disdain, thinking to himself, "As if Mr. Huang would need your help. What could you possibly do for Mr. Huang..."

But to his surprise, Huang Kunlun sincerely extended both hands to receive Wang Xiaoqiang's card, looked at it attentively, then put it in his pocket, "I better keep this safe..."

After putting Wang Xiaoqiang's card into his pocket, Huang Kunlun reached out to the bodyguard, who handed over Kunlun's bag to him.

Mr. Huang asked, "Mr. Wang, would you prefer cash or a cheque?"

"A cheque please, it's more convenient for both parties..."

Upon hearing this, Huang Kunlun immediately retrieved a prepared cheque from his bag, signed it with a pen, and handed it to Wang Xiaoqiang.

Receiving the cheque and seeing the long string of zeros, Wang Xiaoqiang felt a thrill in his heart. He had just mortgaged two villas and was tight on funds. With these 260 million, not only would his hands be looser, but he could also expand his business to the United States.

After settling the finances, Huang Kunlun did not linger. Carrying the wooden case with the sword, he bid his farewells and left. Wang Xiaoqiang saw him out, reminding him to be careful on the road, and to call if anything came up.

Moved by this, Huang Kunlun felt very reassured. In other circumstances, after receiving the money, people might not bother to see someone out or offer reminders. Wang Xiaoqiang's behavior made him quite pleased.

Having seen off Huang Kunlun, Wang Xiaoqiang concealed the cheque for 260 million close to him and deposited it in a bank. He chose a Citibank branch in the provincial capital because the bank had more overseas branches, thinking ahead for the long term.

Little Xu Xiaoya was soon settled into the breeding factory by Wang Xiaoqiang, deliberately not arranged to be with Asou Yoshiko. Little Xu Xiaoya was very satisfied with the new workplace; she had two rooms, one a sanitary room and the other living quarters, both very spacious and quiet.

That day, Wang Xiaoqiang personally brought her belongings over and even bought her a high-quality solid wood bed, making Little Xu Xiaoya feel a warm fondness in her heart. When Wang Xiaoqiang was about to leave, Little Xu Xiaoya called out to him, "Little Qiang, wait..."

Wang Xiaoqiang's heart fluttered with excitement, and he immediately stopped and turned around, "Little Ya, is there anything else?"

"Thank you, Little Qiang." Little Xu Xiaoya said earnestly.

A bit disappointed, Wang Xiaoqiang said, "Don't just thank me in words, make it something more tangible..."

"What tangible thing do you want..." Little Xu Xiaoya glanced sideways at Wang Xiaoqiang.

"I never mind things like kisses... hehe..." Wang Xiaoqiang smirked, his eyes roving naughtily over Little Xu Xiaoya's shapely figure and her stunning face.

"Pfft, keep dreaming..." Little Xu Xiaoya laughed as well, "Go back and kiss your Little Fang..."

Not only did Wang Xiaoqiang not leave, he plopped down onto the newly bought bed, "I'll rest a bit before I go."

"Hey, I'm going to sleep... I have to work tomorrow..." Little Xu Xiaoya said nervously.

"No worries, I haven't set a specific time for you to start work; just don't be too late," Wang Xiaoqiang said.

"That's not okay, people will gossip if it's too late," Little Xu Xiaoya said seriously.

"Alright then, give me a kiss, and I'll go," Wang Xiaoqiang cheekily pointed to his own face.

"No way, if you don't leave, I'm calling Xia Guifang to come get you..." As she spoke, Little Xu Xiaoya pretended to take out her phone.

"Fine, go ahead. If it turns into a fuss, it won't be good for you either," Wang Xiaoqiang directly laid down on Little Xu Xiaoya's bed and took a whiff of the blanket, enjoying the pleasant scent.

"You..." Of course, Little Xu Xiaoya didn't dare to call, instead she just helplessly glared at Wang Xiaoqiang, "You're such a scoundrel..."

"Either give me a kiss or let me kiss you," Wang Xiaoqiang said, "Otherwise, I'm sleeping here tonight." He then pulled up the fragrant blanket and covered himself.

"You sleep then, I'll go outside..." Little Xu Xiaoya said and began walking out. Wang Xiaoqiang suddenly stood up, wrapped his arms around her, and then kissed her directly, not with just a peck but a long, impassioned one.

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Little Xu Xiaoya was kissed by him until her limbs were weak and her body powerless; she struggled with her hands for a moment, but it was futile.

Little Xu Xiaoya felt she was about to succumb when, just as she was helplessly preparing to accept Wang Xiaoqiang, he let her go.

The released Little Xu Xiaoya breathed a sigh of relief, yet there was an inexplicable sense of loss in her heart. That kiss just now had brought her to tears, and now she stared at Wang Xiaoqiang with a mix of shyness and silent resentment.

Seeing that he had made Little Xu Xiaoya cry, Wang Xiaoqiang was filled with guilt and awkwardness. He stood there, uncertain whether to leave or to comfort her.

"Aren't you leaving yet? Ruffian..." Little Xu Xiaoya shoved Wang Xiaoqiang out the door, then closed it behind him; she leaned against it and silent tears began to roll down her face.

She truly wished Wang Xiaoqiang was her boyfriend, able to accompany her at night, but all of this now seemed highly unlikely.

Wang Xiaoqiang, however, headed towards the women workers' dormitory of the Food Processing Factory. The kiss from Little Xu Xiaoya had left him with a unique sensation, but Wang Xiaoqiang would not force her. In matters of men and women, he always let things happen naturally. The relationships with his four women had all developed naturally; in some cases, it was even the women who made the moves, like Li Xianghong and Zhong Ping, who had approached him first, and it was only after their insistence that he agreed. Xia Guifang, too, had taken the initiative to come to him, but to say it like this seemed crude. There were feelings involved as well, except for Asou Yoshiko. Now, Wang Xiaoqiang couldn't regard Asou Yoshiko as merely a tool for his desires; it was more like "taking care" of her.

Tonight, he decided to go check on Asou Yoshiko and ask about the situation in the factory. Asou Yoshiko was always completely open with him, withholding nothing.

Psychologically, Asou Yoshiko, being in a foreign country, depended quite a lot on Wang Xiaoqiang. Upon seeing him arrive, Asou Yoshiko was overjoyed, promptly knelt like a Japanese woman, and changed his slippers for him.

Asou Yoshiko loved cleanliness. Although she lived in a workers' dormitory, she kept her room as clean as a luxury hotel. The air was also filled with a subtle fragrance.

After changing Wang Xiaoqiang's shoes, she took off his coat, hung it on the rack, and then brought him a cup of tea.

Wang Xiaoqiang sat down on Asou Yoshiko's bed and watched her serve him obediently. While he felt comfortable, he couldn't help but think that Japanese women were indeed reputed to be submissive, and it seemed there was truth to it.

Sipping tea, Wang Xiaoqiang's gaze swept over Asou Yoshiko's voluptuous body. Asou Yoshiko said, "Mr. Wang, shall I dance for you..."

With that, she began to dance, and to his surprise, it was a striptease. The Japanese striptease, erotic yet with its own exotic charm, made Wang Xiaoqiang watch intently as Asou Yoshiko danced gracefully, her clothes shed gradually, revealing her alluring body. He stroked his chin, rather enjoying the spectacle.

Golden Ox Ham had already been placed on the shelves of Holiland Supermarket. With the support of this retail giant, although the quality of Golden Ox Ham was average, it still sold well, bringing considerable profit to the factory. Wang Xiaoqiang thought that after the next batch of Golden Ox Ham was produced, he could raise the price since the next batch would use cattle from the breeding farm as the raw material. These cattle were nourished by Spiritual Energy, so naturally, the quality would be remarkable.

This would be a win-win scenario for both himself and Holiland.

Wang Xiaoqiang decided to return the 28 million to Zhong Ping. When he arrived at the Zhong Family with the money, he found that Qiao Hui was also there, and so he didn't feel comfortable mentioning the repayment. Qiao Hui was as polite to Wang Xiaoqiang as she had always been, standing up with Zhong Ping to greet him upon his arrival.

However, Qiao Hui did not look well today; her face bore a deep hesitance, and upon Wang Xiaoqiang's arrival, she seemed to have something to say but stopped short. Zhong Ping noticed Qiao Hui's hesitation and waved her hand saying, "Little Qiang is not an outsider, Ahui, continue what you were saying..."

Qiao Hui glanced at Wang Xiaoqiang, let out a sigh, and said, "...that good-for-nothing went to the casinos in Macau and has been losing continuously... as a result..."

Zhong Ping's face darkened at her words. "How much did he lose?"

"Eight billion..."

"What?" Zhong Ping exclaimed, "Eight billion... how could he lose so much?"

Qiao Hui glanced again at Wang Xiaoqiang. She had been cautious in her words, fearing that if Wang Xiaoqiang heard her brother's name, Qiao Xiaotian, he would remember the incident at the Emperor's Hall and become angry, so she had not mentioned Qiao Xiaotian's name. However, even if she didn't mention it, Wang Xiaoqiang might still guess.

"I think he must have been misled or perhaps even framed. Anyway, the waters there are deep; not just eight billion, losses of tens of billions are also common..." said Qiao Hui with a mix of sorrow and indignation.

"Ahui, I can't come up with such a large amount of money right now," Zhong Ping spread her hands and said, "At most, I could only get together two billion..."

"Sister Ping, you must help out. This concerns the lifeblood of the Qiao Family..." Qiao Hui said desperately, tears beginning to well up in her eyes.

Eight billion was an amount the Qiao Family couldn't come up with unless they sold a large part of the shares in Qiao Real Estate. That would be tantamount to handing over control of Qiao Real Estate. Qiao Clan only had this one major asset; how could they give it away lightly?

Zhong Ping could afford it, but she wouldn't do so. If it were Wang Xiaoqiang, she might not even furrow her brow, but Qiao Xiaotian wasn't worth it for her!

"My father has already taken people over there. He told me to prepare the money as soon as possible. They have given us until the end of today... If we can't come up with the money by midnight, my little brother... he's going to be killed..." Qiao Hui said tearfully.

By this time, Wang Xiaoqiang had understood the situation. Qiao Xiaotian had gone to gamble in Macau, lost eight billion, and was now stuck in a casino. The Qiao Family couldn't come up with so much money, so Qiao Hui had no choice but to ask Zhong Ping for help. Zhong Ping was unwilling to lend so much; after all, eight billion was no small sum. In reality, the relationship between the two families was purely based on interests. Previously, Zhong Ping got along with the Qiao Family out of fear of their dark influence in River City. With such a basis, it was highly improbable for her to come up with eight billion all at once, besides, when could the Qiao Family repay such a debt? (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for it at qidian.com, your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users please visit m.qidian.com to read.)

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