Standing outside Han Kun's large villa, Li Zhao clicked his tongue in displeasure.
He didn't want to come to this kind of dreadful place at all.
As soon as he stepped through the threshold, he witnessed one of Han Kun's subordinates, with a menacing look on his face and mottled bloodstains on his fists, walk out of a room with a fierce expression.
"I'm here to repay the money," Li Zhao said expressionlessly.
"The boss is on the second floor, you can go straight up," the subordinate said impatiently.
Li Zhao said nothing more and walked straight upstairs.
Two days prior, when there were still more than ten days until the repayment date, Han Kun's subordinate had eagerly called him.
His words constantly hinted that if Li Zhao dared to run away or not repay the money, he would not only be dead, but also be sold to that large ship on the high seas, making his life worse than death.
Soon, he reached the second floor.
Han Kun, shirtless, with a slightly flabby, plump belly, was leisurely sitting on the sofa, scrolling on a tablet.
Upon seeing Li Zhao, Han Kun slightly narrowed his eyes.
He wondered if he was mistaken, but he vaguely felt that Li Zhao's demeanor was different from when they last met.
To put it simply, he seemed full of confidence.
"This is a Nan Cang Bank card, all the money is inside."
As he spoke, Li Zhao placed a bank card on the coffee table.
Han Kun handed it to a subordinate nearby, instructing him to verify it.
He then grinned, "Repaying early, it seems you've made a lot of money recently."
"Thanks to your help, I did make a small profit," Li Zhao said.
His eyes flickered, and he then took out a small red box, placed it in front of Han Kun, and said, "A small token of my appreciation, nothing much."
Han Kun looked at him suspiciously, then opened the box, only to see a exquisite men's watch inside; upon closer inspection, it was estimated to be quite expensive.
"I think Mr. Han is a talented individual, and I'm interested in becoming friends with him," Li Zhao said with a smile.
Han Kun was slightly stunned.
A moment later, he chuckled, "Since President Li says so, we'll be friends from now on."
Having lent money at high interest for so many years, it was the first time someone had given him such an expensive watch, and Han Kun couldn't help but feel a bit more favorably towards Li Zhao.
However, he wasn't that naive.
As the saying goes: if someone gives you a gift, they must have a request.
But Han Kun still couldn't figure out what the other party's purpose was if it wasn't for money.
Li Zhao remained calm, taking in Han Kun's reaction.
A true Super Fortress not only needs impregnable defenses but also extremely powerful offensive capabilities.
Where could he get these destructive weapons?
Was he going to have to go abroad?
It was too troublesome and the risk was too great.
Li Zhao thought it over and over, and felt that someone like Han Kun should have a way.
Besides that, for some illicit matters, as long as Li Zhao could afford it, Han Kun might be able to handle them.
The two then added each other as friends on Changxin, and the atmosphere around them became much more harmonious.
Not long after leaving the place, Li Zhao received a call from Chen Weiqing of Mo'an Technology.
In these past few days, Chen Weiqing would contact Li Zhao every three days, stating that the design for the Super Fortress was complete and enthusiastically inviting Li Zhao to visit their company.
Li Zhao had previously pretended to be abroad, and now it was truly difficult to refuse any longer.
Moreover, he was indeed quite interested in Chen Weiqing's design.
So he sent a deposit to the other party and arranged to visit Mo An Company next Friday.