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Chapter 120 Low Profile

The fat man waved his hand: "It doesn't matter if President Chuan has no experience. I have experience, but I will not collect money from President Chuan according to market standards. We are all friends, and you are all my VIPs.

In this way, I will collect an auspicious number, 600 million."

Chuanshan's heart was obviously broken. The fat guy was really cruel and could kill him with one bite.

In fact, Chuanshan knew very well in his heart. It could be seen from the attitude of the 18K people towards him. Now that he was in the mainland, he was no longer a "quality customer" in the eyes of these people in Australia.

Because people like them in mainland China may be directly implicated in a corruption case at any time, and then a group of people will be arrested and all of them will be gone in a flash.

Therefore, in the eyes of the fat man, Chuanshan is not someone who can cooperate with him for a long time. Since he cannot cooperate for a long time, why not seize an opportunity and take a bite?

The fat man looked at Chuanshan with a smile, waiting for Chuanshan's answer.

Chuanshan suddenly took out his mobile phone and placed it on the desktop. Xu Yun's photo was displayed on the mobile phone.

"Mr. Chen, I have now found the person who won the money from my son. I will find a way to communicate with him." Chuanshan said: "If it is possible, I may be able to get this money in less than a month.

The money will be returned to you."

The fat man could tell that Chuanshan wanted to bargain: "President Chuan, one week is too short for you, one month is too long for you... Hehehe, if you ask me, then you can give me a date that you think is suitable. For the sake of it,

For the sake of our previous cooperation, within the date you gave me, I will never charge you a penny more!"

"Mr. Chen is indeed a cheerful person," Chuan Shan said.

The fat man's expression no longer had the smile he had just now: "Hahaha, I am a happy person, but happy people only like to do happy business with happy people."

"Two weeks." Chuanshan heard the fat man's words and said without hesitation: "I only need two weeks. I don't know if it is convenient for Mr. Chen."

"Convenient." The fat man nodded. If Chuanshan could get the money back to him within two weeks, he would definitely accept it. After all, this proves that this guy still has the ability to make money, at least it means that he can still make money in his business.

After a few transfers of money on the market, he could still make a profit from Chuanshan.

Chuanshan felt somewhat relieved when he saw the fat man agreeing so happily.

"Mr. Chen, I lost so much in your game, don't you have any responsibility for this matter?" Legend once again stupidly asked a stupid topic.

The fat man's expression looked a little unhappy: "Mr. Carlos, every dealer in my venue is clean. You can investigate this at will. I suggest you don't look for outsiders when you are unlucky.

'Play stud, it would be strange if you don't lose so miserably."

"You..." Legend was stunned for a moment: "This..."

"Originally, this matter was all your fault." Chuanshan glanced at his son. He didn't want to offend the fat man at this time.

If Chuan Shan had the upper hand on Shiba K's side before, he might have been able to come here to give the fat guy a few words, but now he doesn't dare.

The Eighteen K people won't give him any face. If he offends the fat guy, and the Fat guy calls the Eighteen K people, the Eighteen K people will come to Chuanshan again and humiliate him!

Chuanshan has had enough of Akiyama's face. He doesn't want to endure Akiyama's humiliation again, so he doesn't want to offend the fat man.

The connection between the big guys in the Minato Casino and Eighteen K has always been very close. The relationship between the fat guy and Akiyama must be buddies and friends. No matter how bad it is, it is still a very, very good cooperative relationship. The relationship in any aspect is better than

He has a good relationship.

"President Chuan, I know that your connections in mainland China are very unusual. Now that you have found this person, it will be a matter of minutes to get the money back. I have confidence in you." The fat man smiled and said: "Wait a minute.

It is said that when the president gets the money back, I will definitely help you celebrate. You can come to me at any time, whether it is morning tea or midnight snack, I will treat you! Hahaha."

"Thank you for your kind words, Mr. Chen." Chuanshan struggled to squeeze out a smile.

"Then if there's nothing else, I won't accompany you." The fat man suddenly stood up: "President, I'm sorry to say that, you are here, I should have done my best to be a landlord, but I am here

There's something I can't push away. I really have no choice. President Chuan came so suddenly and didn't contact me in advance. I..."

"Mr. Chen, there is no need to explain anything. I understand." Chuanshan nodded.

The fat man waved his hand, said goodbye and turned around to leave without wasting any more time.

As soon as the fat man left, everyone else also left one after another, and the room was deserted.

Chuanshan's face was ashen. Chuanshan originally wanted to speak, but when he saw the gloomy look on his father's face, he immediately shut up. He didn't want to be excited.

Chuan Shan just sat there quietly, calming down for about ten minutes before slowly standing up.

When Legend saw that his father's expression had improved, he dared to speak: "Dad, is this all?"

"What else do you want?" Chuanshan looked at the legend, his face expressionless, and his voice seemed particularly weak. He really had a headache now.

Before Chuanshan could get angry, his subordinates in Mainland China contacted him in time. They had found the phone number of Feng Ying, the general secretary of Tianyu Group, and told Chuanshan that if he wanted to make an appointment with Mr. Xu of Tianyu Group, he must first contact Feng Ying.

talk.

If it weren't for this good news, Legend might have been slapped in the face again.

Chuanshan took a deep breath and looked back at his son: "I'm warning you, I don't want to hear a single word from your mouth about this matter from today on."

Legend lowered his head, not daring to speak back.

"Now I have to beg for help for your business. You know very well that what I hate the most is begging." Chuanshan continued expressionlessly: "When I was young, I had no ability. In order to survive, in order to become a superior

, I am willing to beg people and bow my head. For my own benefit, I can kneel down and lick shoes in front of people who are helpful to me... So what I hate most now is begging people, do you understand? "

Legend still did not dare to speak and nodded silently.

"The feeling I hate the most is that I have to try again because of you." Chuan Shandao: "So I will always think about how disgusting I am with the trouble you, a loser, caused me!"

"I know, I will never speak again." Legend seemed a little impatient.

He had to educate him many, many times in one sentence, and this feeling disgusted him very much!

Seeing this situation, the woman quickly pulled Chuan Shan away and stepped forward to divert Chuan Shan's attention: "Dad, is there anything I can do to help with this matter? If so, please feel free to ask me!"

"You?" Chuanshan sneered disdainfully. No one paid attention to him and strode forward.


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