NOVEL NEXT Chapter 921: 921
Liu Zhizhong's seriousness, or rather his indifferent expression, carried a sense of calm and poise, but it gave off an inexplicable oppressive force.
"What are you doing here?"
Outside the door, Ma Liandong felt a chill in his heart, but quickly put on a smiling face, "Hehe, Mr. Xiang, I came to see you, hehe..."
This Fat Ball, it seems the injury inflicted by Da Xing last time has healed well, seeing he's come here.
That smile was ingratiating to the extreme, so much so that if someone told him to kiss somebody's ass, he might actually do it.
Decked out in splendor, but full of self-deprecation, that's what describes this kind of person.
Liu Zhizhong stood with his hands behind his back, that serene aura emerging once more.
In front of him, Ma Liandong, this round Fat Ball, seemed even more insignificant.
Liu Zhizhong said, "I'm fine, I don't need looking after, nor do I need you to come see me, understood?"
"Hehe, I know, I know, Mr. Xiang is a great figure, I'm just a pathetic wretch, even less than dust! I heard from my father that Mr. Xiang is here, I came by helicopter specially to apologize to you, and by the way, hehe..."
As he spoke, he took out a golden bank card from his bag and offered it with both hands.
"Mr. Xiang, this is an overseas card with 50 million US dollars on it, please accept it, hehe..."
God damn...
Liu Zhizhong gasped, what is this move, so generous?
This much right off the bat?
And moreover, it's an overseas bank card! These days, even gift-giving takes the overseas route, it's quite a trend!
However, Liu Zhizhong gave a faint, cold smile, and said, "Who sent this? Your dad, right?"
"Hehe, it's my father's request, he said Mr. Xiang must accept it, you might need it sometime! Mr. Xiang, please accept it? Hehe..."
Ma Liandong held the bank card with both hands and pushed it a bit closer to Liu Zhizhong.
He stood at the bottom of the villa steps, in such a humbled, servile manner, truly as low as dust.
But who could have expected Liu Zhizhong to push back the bank card with a hand, "Take it back, I don't need this!"
"Ah?" Ma Liandong raised his head, eyes wide open, "Mr. Xiang, come on, you really must take it! Otherwise, how can I answer to my father?"
Liu Zhizhong retracted his hand and said blandly, "I know very well what your father's thinking and mentality is. But it's not necessary, and I really don't need such things. In life, there are many things worth pursuing, it's not just your kind of money, you understand?"
"I..." Ma Liandong was completely depressed, damn, these descendants of powerful families, there are actually those who don't like US dollars.
But he still forced a smile, "Mr. Xiang has remarkable style, truly unique, I really admire you! But, today my father made a big mistake, please, Mr. Xiang, give some face, reluctantly accept it..."
"Not necessary."
Liu Zhizhong uttered three indifferent words, then turned and went back inside.
"Hey, Mr. Xiang..."
Bang!
The door slammed shut as Liu Zhizhong closed it.
Ma Liandong had followed up the steps wanting to enter, and ended up almost bumping his nose on the door panel.
Liu Zhizhong refused the money, leaving Ma Liandong standing there, completely dumbfounded.
Ma Liandong held the bank card in one hand, patting the other hand, shook his head with a bitter smile.
So, he could only leave helplessly.
In less than half an hour, he returned to the hospital, saw his father whose face was still bandaged, and after explaining the situation, he said, "These days, this kind of person, really damn interesting. Unique style, but actually seems like just a fool?"
Ma Guangming listened, furrowed his brows, and finally cursed, "Shut up! You're the damn fool!"