Chapter 121: Take a gamble

"Alright, alright, alright! I'll be there in an hour!" Zhang Zhenguo said.

After hanging up, Qin Ze's brain was racing.

Zhang Zhenguo was someone in the system.

Logically speaking, he should give him some face.

But this person had helped Liu Bin mess with him before, making all his businesses chaotic.

Now he wanted to flip the page with a light apology?

There was no such cheap thing.

And, looking at Zhang Zhenguo's attitude, although he said he was apologizing, he might not really take him seriously in his heart.

Shen Zhihong had already retired; although his connections were still there, he was no longer in his position.

Zhang Zhenguo coming to apologize was mostly due to pressure from above, not because he was genuinely softening.

If he forgave him so easily, would he look for opportunities to retaliate later?

Thinking of this, Qin Ze picked up his phone and sent a message to Su Qingqing:

"Go downstairs and buy five bottles of high-proof white liquor, and bring them to the office."

Su Qingqing replied in seconds:

"Okay, President Qin."

Half a day later, the office door was knocked on.

Su Qingqing's voice came from outside the door:

"President Qin, Director Zhang is here."

Qin Ze sat behind the desk without looking up:

"Let him in."

The door opened.

Zhang Zhenguo walked in.

He was wearing a dark jacket, his hair combed meticulously, and a professional smile on his face.

Behind him followed a man in his early thirties, wearing a black suit, carrying a briefcase in his hand—he should be his secretary.

As soon as Zhang Zhenguo entered, his gaze swept around the office.

Then he saw Qin Ze sitting behind the desk, and the smile on his face deepened.

He strode to the sofa and sat down grandly.

The secretary stood behind him, expressionless.

Qin Ze looked at Zhang Zhenguo's demeanor and sneered inwardly.

Saying he wanted to apologize, but his body was very honest.

This posture, where did it look like he was here to apologize? It was clearly just going through the motions.

"President Qin, hello, hello!" Zhang Zhenguo opened with a smile.

"I've long heard that President Qin is young and promising; seeing you today, it really lives up to the reputation!"

Qin Ze leaned back in his chair, looking at him expressionlessly, without speaking.

Seeing his attitude, the smile on Zhang Zhenguo's face stiffened.

But he quickly returned to normal and continued:

"President Qin, the previous matter was indeed my fault."

"I was also deceived by that bastard Liu Bin, thinking he was still District Mayor Shen's son-in-law."

"I didn't expect him to have already divorced Miss Shen and still be messing around outside."

"I've already called to criticize him; I definitely won't interfere in his affairs in the future."

After speaking, he looked at Qin Ze, waiting for Qin Ze to express his stance.

Qin Ze still didn't speak, just looked at him quietly.

The office was quiet for a few seconds.

The smile on Zhang Zhenguo's face gradually couldn't be held up.

He cleared his throat and added another sentence:

"President Qin, I am sincerely here to apologize."

"I hope you can give me some face."

Qin Ze finally spoke.

He leaned back in his chair, crossed his hands on the table, looked at Zhang Zhenguo, and asked calmly:

"Director Zhang, I accept your apology."

"But you messed with me for these past few days, and my daily loss is at least hundreds of thousands."

"How do we settle this account?"

The smile on Zhang Zhenguo's face froze completely.

He paused, then said:

"You're going a bit too far with that, aren't you?"

"I just had people check, it's not like I really wanted to seal your company."

"And your company didn't have any major issues, just rectify it."

"No need to be so serious, right?"

Upon hearing this, Qin Ze sneered even more.

Sure enough, this person wasn't apologizing sincerely at all.

He stood up, walked to the coffee table, picked up the five bottles of white liquor Su Qingqing had bought, and lined them up on the coffee table one by one.

Five bottles of high-proof white liquor, neatly lined up in a row.

Zhang Zhenguo looked at those bottles of liquor and was stunned:

"What are you..."

Qin Ze stood in front of him, looking down at him:

"Director Zhang, I won't make it difficult for you."

"There are five bottles of white liquor here, and I won't make you drink them all."

"You drink one whole bottle, and this matter will be flipped."

Zhang Zhenguo thought he had misheard.

He widened his eyes, looked at the bottle of 52-degree white liquor on the coffee table, and then looked at Qin Ze:

"You... what did you say?"

"You want me to drink one whole bottle of white liquor?"

Qin Ze nodded with a smile:

"Yes, just one bottle."

"You drink it, and I'll forgive you."

Zhang Zhenguo's expression sank instantly.

He stood up abruptly, pointed at Qin Ze, and shouted angrily:

"Qin Ze! Don't be ungrateful!"

"I, Zhang Zhenguo, have been floating in Jiangcheng for so many years, and no one has ever dared to talk to me like this!"

"I'm giving you face by giving you a way out!"

"Otherwise, do you really think you can survive in Jiangcheng?"

The smile on Qin Ze's face turned cold.

He looked at Zhang Zhenguo's face, which was flushed with anger, and a hint of chill flashed in his eyes.

"Director Zhang, I'll ask you one more time."

"Are you going to drink this liquor, or not?"

"What if I don't drink it?" Zhang Zhenguo sneered.

"I'm telling you, Shen Zhihong has already retired! I gave him face by coming here!"

"If you don't know what's good for you, I can also choose not to give face to the Shen family!"

Qin Ze didn't speak again.

He raised his hand.

Slap!

A slap landed solidly on Zhang Zhenguo's face.

The crisp sound echoed in the office.

Zhang Zhenguo was completely stunned.

He covered his face, looking at Qin Ze in disbelief:

"You... you dare to hit me?"

The secretary behind him was also stunned, mouth agape, unable to react for a long time.

Qin Ze shook his hand, his tone icy:

"I'm telling you the truth."

"I, Qin Ze, was able to stand up in Jiangcheng in such a short time."

"The people behind me aren't people you can mess with either."

"I let you come over to give you a chance!"

"You were asked to come over to apologize, not to put on airs."

"If you don't believe it, don't drink this liquor today, and get out."

"See if your official hat is still there tomorrow."

Actually, when he slapped him just now!

Qin Ze had absolutely no confidence in his heart!

But Qin Ze knew that if he softened today!

He would definitely be manipulated by Zhang Zhenguo at will!

So he had to be tough!

Take a gamble!

Bluff this old guy!

Zhang Zhenguo covered his face, looking at Qin Ze's cold eyes, and a chill suddenly rose in his heart.

This young man wasn't pretending.

He really had the confidence.

Zhang Zhenguo stood in place, his face turning from blue to white.

He looked at Qin Ze's cold face, then at his secretary behind him.

Zhang Zhenguo gritted his teeth.

He took a deep breath, walked to the coffee table, and picked up a bottle of white liquor.

He unscrewed the cap, tilted his head back, and started chugging from the bottle.

The spicy liquor flowed down his throat, burning his entire stomach.

But he didn't dare to stop.

As he drank, he regretted it in his heart.

If he had known Qin Ze had such great energy behind him, he would never have helped that bastard Liu Bin.

Halfway through the bottle of white liquor, Zhang Zhenguo was already a bit unsteady.

His face was as red as a cooked shrimp, his eyes were bloodshot, and the veins on his forehead were bulging.

But he gritted his teeth and continued to pour it into his mouth.

Finally, the whole bottle of white liquor was empty.

Zhang Zhenguo put the empty bottle on the coffee table and stumbled back a few steps, almost falling.

The secretary quickly stepped forward to support him.

Zhang Zhenguo panted, looking at Qin Ze, his voice hoarse:

"Drank... drank it all..."

"Are you... satisfied now..."

Qin Ze looked at his miserable state and nodded indifferently:

"Alright, this matter is flipped."

"Director Zhang, go back and get some rest."

"Use your brain before doing things in the future."

"Not everyone is someone you can afford to mess with."

Zhang Zhenguo gritted his teeth, unable to say a word.

He looked at Qin Ze, his eyes filled with unwillingness, but more of a deep dread.

And Qin Ze watched the other party leave, letting out a long sigh of relief.

To be honest, when that slap landed just now!