Stunning Dragon Wife-Chapter 749 - 748: Gripping Control

Having broken both his legs and one arm, Gong Yuhua finally became obedient.

"Spare me, I know I was wrong, Chairman Zhang, Grandpa Zhang, please treat me like a fart and let me go."

Gong Yuhua was like a maggot in a toilet, struggling to twist his body, desperately wailing for mercy.

He had completely despaired.

Why had he ever messed with White Dragon Agricultural Company? But, but who in their wildest dreams would have thought that the boss of White Dragon Agricultural and Commercial Company was actually the same person as the head of the White Dragon Association?

Zhang Xiaoshan glanced at Gong Yuhua, lying pitifully on the ground, and finally spoke.

"It’s not that I want to make things difficult for you, it’s that you were courting death. Now, give me an explanation."

Little Braids, knowing what was needed, pulled up a chair for Zhang Xiaoshan, who sat down.

"Explanation?"

Gong Yuhua, lying on the ground, looked up at Zhang Xiaoshan and said with a look of grief and indignation.

"I, I’ve already broken one hand and two legs, isn’t, isn’t that enough?"

"How dare you speak to our leader with such a questioning tone?"

Little Braids harshly rebuked Gong Yuhua with a fierce tone.

Gong Yuhua panicked at once.

"No no no, I, I’m not questioning Chairman Zhang, I, I am out of ideas, so Chairman Zhang, you say, whatever you say to do, I’ll do, I’ll listen to you."

"Me say?"

Zhang Xiaoshan looked at Gong Yuhua and coldly said.

"I think those ideas you mentioned earlier aren’t bad, like finding a construction site and putting you into the concrete, that way of dying must be very interesting."

"No no no no..."

Gong Yuhua started crying with tears streaming down his face.

"Don’t kill me, I beg you not to kill me, as long as you spare my life, I’m willing to do anything."

When Gong Yuhua confirmed that Zhang Xiaoshan was the head of the White Dragon Association, he had completely lost hope and given up on struggling and resisting. Even a personage like the formidable leader of the Sanhe Gang, Yang Qing, had died at the hands of Zhang Xiaoshan, so what was he in comparison?

"Okay, that’s your own words."

A sharp glint flashed in Zhang Xiaoshan’s eyes as he spoke indifferently.

"I find you very annoying, and I don’t want to see you again. I’m giving you three days to pack up your things and leave Yang City. If you dare show up in my sight again after that, I definitely won’t let you off easily."

"Also, you were willing to pay three million for my White Dragon Agricultural Company, right? Well, I’ll also give you three million, and your agricultural product wholesale market will belong to me from now on."

"What? My, my market is the main wholesale market in Yang City, and the land and buildings are all mine, worth at least seventy or eighty million!"

Gong Yuhua was shocked.

"What, you don’t want to?"

Little Braids grabbed a cleaver from his subordinate, his gaze fiercely fixated on Gong Yuhua.

"No no no, I, I’m willing."

Gong Yuhua nodded his head in sorrow.

Despair, true despair.

A huge family fortune was lost just like that.

And he had become a homeless dog, forced to leave his own territory.

"You, you, just have your man give me the three million, I, I’ll leave tomorrow."

Gong Yuhua resigned himself to his fate.

"Heh, money?"

Zhang Xiaoshan chuckled.

He fumbled in his trouser pocket.

Then, he took out some change.

Probably amounting to a few tens of yuan.

He tossed the change directly onto Gong Yuhua’s face.

"I’m a bit strapped for cash lately, here’s a down payment for you, I’ll give you the rest in a week."

"One, one week?"

"Didn’t you order me to leave Yang City within three days?"

Gong Yuhua was confused.

But he quickly understood.

Zhang Xiaoshan had no intention of giving him any money at all.

He was planning to take his property for nothing.

If he didn’t leave Yang City in three days, he was likely to have money but no life to spend it.

"I, I don’t want the money, I, I am willing to hand over my property to Chairman Zhang."

Gong Yuhua said through gritted teeth helplessly.

Zhang Xiaoshan smiled.

"Good, since you’re so willingly offering, I won’t be impolite and accept it."

"Write up a voluntary transfer agreement."

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Zhang Xiaoshan took a look at it and then handed it to Luo Meili.

"Organize people to take over the agricultural market tomorrow immediately to prevent any changes."

"Hmm."

Luo Meili nodded, her hands trembling continuously.

What a joke.

Zhang Xiaoshan had so easily acquired assets worth seventy or eighty million, and he was also the biggest gangster leader in Yang City; it was just too astonishing, wasn’t it?

Especially the more she learned about Zhang Xiaoshan’s background, the more incredible it seemed.

"All right, get out."

Zhang Xiaoshan waved his hand dismissively, and Gong Yuhua felt like he had received a pardon.

Little Braids’ two men carried Gong Yuhua out.

The very moment he was out of the private room, Gong Yuhua cried tears of joy.

He had finally escaped from the jaws of death.

"Chairman Zhang, President Luo, we, we have some matters at home, so we won’t disturb you any longer, heh heh heh, we’ll be leaving too."

Several agricultural businessmen, scared out of their wits, wanted to leave.

But Zhang Xiaoshan called out to stop them.

"Stop right there."

A stern shout, akin to a peal of thunder, frightened them to the core, and they all knelt on the ground, their heads bobbing like they were pounding garlic.