Zhou Kun, who was originally full of energy and wanted to point at Qin Hao's nose and curse him, suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood.
The men around him were immediately frightened and quickly supported Zhou Kun.
"Boss, how are you?"
"Boss, are you okay?"
"Don't just stand there, clean up the blood for the boss!"
Qin Hao looked at the pool of smelly blood that Zhou Kun had vomited out on the ground, and covered his mouth and nose in disgust.
"If you can't hold on any longer, go die somewhere else. Don't kill someone in my office."
When Zhou Kun heard this, he became even more furious.
But now he is powerless.
His lips were black at this moment and his hands and feet were shaking constantly.
Just as he was about to speak to Qin Hao, his teeth couldn't stop chattering.
"Qin Hao, what happened to my boss? Come over here and take a look!"
Bald Qiang supported Zhou Kun and spoke to Qin Hao excitedly.
Zhou Kun has been very kind to his subordinates. Now that they are in imminent danger, they, as his subordinates, are naturally extremely anxious.
The more important point is that if Zhou Kun falls, these close confidants of Zhou Kun who have done countless dirty things for him over the years will lose their backing. One can imagine how miserable the ending will be.
Their enemies have been waiting for this day.
Qin Hao sneered.
"Why should I come here to help you look after your boss? What good will it do me? What's more, your attitude disgusts me."
At this time, Zhou Kun calmed down a little.
But it was like an eggplant hit by frost, wilting and losing its just-so arrogant spirit.
He stopped his men, looked at Qin Hao, and said harshly: "Damn it, why are you begging him? I don't believe that there are so many doctors in the world who can't cure my disease!"
Afterwards, Zhou Kun stood up with the help of his men and was about to leave.
Qin Hao did not stop him, but laughed and teased: "Zhou Kun, stop saying these polite words in front of me. If there is a way to find a doctor who can cure you, would you still pinch your nose and come to me for medical treatment? Don't be ridiculous!"
"Besides, your condition is not a disease at all. Even if you travel all over the country and look for famous doctors, it will be useless. Because you are poisoned!"
Zhou Kun was horrified.
"What, poisoned?"
"How is this possible? How could I be poisoned?"
Qin Hao said calmly: "This is your own business, what's the point of asking me?"
Zhou Kun felt somewhat desperate.
If it is really as Qin Hao said, then wouldn't I be dead soon
He had indeed consulted many so-called famous doctors, but none of them could figure out the reason.
My physical condition is getting worse day by day.
"Qin Hao, since you can see that I'm poisoned, that means you have a way to cure me?" Zhou Kun asked.
Qin Hao spread his hands, looking as if it was a matter of course.
"That's natural. Since I can see that you're poisoned, it's normal that you can be cured."
"Why, do you want me to help you?"
Zhou Kun forced himself to cheer up and said, "Tell me, how can you cure me?"
Qin Hao shook his head and refused.
"I've told you before, you don't meet my requirements for treatment, so I won't treat you."
Hearing Qin Hao's words, Zhou Kun sneered.
"What do you mean by not meeting the medical treatment requirements? You just want to get more money, right?"
"Ten million, I'll give you ten million! If you help me cure my illness, ten million will be transferred to your account immediately!"
"Hahaha!"
Qin Hao suddenly laughed.
Zhou Kun looked at him in confusion and asked, "What are you laughing at? What's so funny about this?"
Qin Hao then said, "Zhou Kun, do you know how much money I usually spend each time? Ten million, do you have the nerve to say that?"
"Or do you think your life is only worth 10 million?"
Zhou Kun was stunned for a moment, then his eyes flickered slightly and he raised the price.
"Since 10 million can't satisfy you, then 20 million!"
Seeing that Qin Hao was still unmoved, Zhou Kun gritted his teeth and continued, "Fifty million, I'll give you fifty million! As long as you cure me, fifty million in cash will be directly deposited into your card!"
"Fifty million is not a small sum. It is enough to bring your Qinghe Pharmaceutical back to life!"
"Qinghe Pharmaceutical is not short of money now. In the future, Qinghe Pharmaceutical will produce some of my secret products, and it will surely reach a higher peak. Fifty million is too little."
Qin Hao shook his head, very dissatisfied.
Zhou Kun pondered for a while, his tone a little stiff.
"So how much do you want?"
He was already a little angry at Qin Hao's excessive demands.
Qin Hao stretched out five fingers and showed what he thought was an innocent smile.
"Five hundred million, I just want five small goals."
"Five hundred million? You might as well go rob a bank!"
At first Zhou Kun thought he had heard wrongly.
After realizing what was happening, he became furious.
Looking at Qin Hao's face that smiled like a cunning businessman, Zhou Kun was so angry that his teeth were itching.
Five hundred million in cash!
Zhou Kun, the uncrowned king of Tianhai City's underground world, has worked hard for many years but his net worth is only a few billion.
Moreover, many things are still valuations.
If he were to take out 500 million yuan at once, he would basically have to empty the bank's reserve funds.
I didn't expect Qin Hao to ask for such a high price.
Did he think this was the plot of a domineering president in a novel
Do you know what 500 million in cash means
Qin Hao continued to smile and said, "What's wrong with 500 million? It's not too much to buy your life, right? Or do you think your life is not worth 500 million?"
The followers around Zhou Kun were also shocked and began to speak.
"Damn it, do you know how much five hundred million is? Just open your mouth and say it!"
"I advise you not to be ungrateful! Our boss is willing to spend 50 million to ask you to treat his illness. This is already the most he can do."
"Haha, since you are so disrespectful to me, don't blame us for being ruthless!"
Qin Hao sneered.
"Five hundred million is a lot, that's a lot. If you had come to me in a nice way before, I might have just accepted a few tens of millions as a token of my appreciation, but now, haha!"
Zhou Kun's expression was uncertain.
If Qin Hao can really guarantee to cure him, he is willing to pay the 500 million even though it will hurt.
At his level, money is just a number.
But once life is gone, it’s really gone.
Zhou Kun finally gave in.
The fear of death is greater than the obsession with money.
"Okay, then 500 million. I'll transfer the money to you immediately after you cure my illness!"
Qin Hao continued: "This is the first condition, I have a second condition."
Zhou Kun was stunned.
But since they have agreed to 500 million, they don’t mind having one more.
"Then tell me."
Qin Hao looked at Zhou Kun, emphasizing each word.
"I want you to kowtow to me and admit your mistake!"
"Qin Hao, you are going too far!"