Chapter 3077 — The Phone Rang
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Once they got back, they would carefully reinvestigate his background and then decide whether to make a move against him. Of course, if the Iron Clothes Sect did not want trouble, then losing two hundred and fifty million was simply a loss—after all, no one had died.
He was still not strong enough! Wei Zhao sighed. If he possessed absolute power, these people would definitely have found it hard to leave here today. But to avoid too much trouble, Wei Zhao could only let them go for now.
Still, it was not without gain—at least Wei Zhao had recouped another two hundred and fifty million. With that money plus the three hundred and fifty million Feng Shihua had given earlier, Fatty Lai's pharmaceutical company should have no problem keeping afloat.
But the Liu family's mortgaged businesses and Yu Xiaoke's orphanage construction still needed more than that. Wei Zhao could only hope that the Liu family's genius girl would give him a pleasant surprise and restore the now battered Liu family agency company to its former glory.
Zhen Yingjun had come quickly and left quickly, leaving not a wisp of cloud behind. As for the guests who had been driven out, seeing Zhen Yingjun leave, they all returned to the lounge—though now they looked at Wei Zhao with reverence. To be able to knock down Zhen Yingjun's bodyguards and send Zhen Yingjun fleeing in utter panic was truly a rare sight in Donghai!
This little interlude had earned Wei Zhao two hundred and fifty million. It seemed there were benefits to coming to the airport out of kindness—good deeds beget good rewards.
Zhen Yingjun was gone, and Xu Shilan's plane was about to land. The flight was on time; when Wei Zhao saw the arrivals display show "arrived," he put down the newspaper in his hands.
Soon, footsteps came from the lounge's passageway—someone was getting off the plane. A few people in the lounge also stood up, presumably there to pick up passengers from that flight.
Wei Zhao checked his phone. No one had called yet, but he figured that once the person he was there to meet got off the plane, they would call him.
However, before Wei Zhao could meet his intended party, he saw a group of acquaintances emerge from the passageway—none other than the big star Xu Shilan, her bodyguard Feng Sanmang, and her manager Sister Wang!
The three of them made Wei Zhao pause slightly. Was Xu Shilan in Donghai for a performance?
But since he had seen them, Wei Zhao naturally could not fail to say hello. Xu Shilan was, after all, the company's image spokesperson, and she was on good terms with the eldest miss and the others.
"Xiaohan, Sanhuang, what are you doing here?" Wei Zhao was not familiar with Sister Wang, so he merely nodded to her.
"Wei Zhao?!" Xu Shilan was startled—she had not expected to run into Wei Zhao at the airport. She was wearing large sunglasses, and this was the VIP exit; those who came out here were either rich or noble, and no one was gossipy enough to guess who Xu Shilan was.
Besides, Wei Zhao had called her "Xiaohan"—who would think that Xu Shilan was Xiaohan?
"We..." Xu Shilan paused there, looking somewhat troubled at Feng Sanmang, unsure whether this matter should be told to Wei Zhao or whether it was confidential. In her heart, Xu Shilan trusted Wei Zhao, but without Feng Sanmang's approval, there was nothing she could do.
Feng Sanmang was also surprised that Wei Zhao was here. The last time Xu Shilan got into trouble, it was Wei Zhao who saved her, and Feng Sanmang still trusted Wei Zhao deeply. But there were outsiders in the lounge, so Feng Sanmang could not speak freely and had to say, "Mr. Lin, long time no see. We do have some business here this time, but could we speak somewhere more private?"
"Talk outside? That works, but I'm here to pick someone up. I need to call the person I'm meeting and tell them to wait for me outside." As he spoke, Wei Zhao took out his phone.