At seven o'clock that evening, the Jiang family's car arrived at Tang Yisheng's house on time and took Chen Yu to the Jiang family's villa.
When Chen Yu got out of the car, Jiang Hao, who had been waiting here for a long time, immediately greeted him with a hint of malice in his eyes: "Come with me, uncle and the others are already waiting in the restaurant."
After saying that, Jiang Hao led Chen Yu into the villa.
Chen Yu followed Jiang Hao to the restaurant in the villa, where there were already several people waiting. The old man sitting at the main seat was wearing a black suit and was dressed meticulously. He was Jiang Yuxian, the head of the Jiang family.
Sitting on Jiang Yuxian's left hand side is a middle-aged man who is lean but gives off a very weighty appearance. He is Fan Zhuyan, the only Chinese martial arts master in the United States.
Fan Zhuyan's aura was gentle and steady, and when he was sitting there, he exuded an aura that made people dare not approach him at will. Chen Yu could tell at a glance that his martial arts realm should have reached the late stage of transformation.
In addition to Jiang Yuxian, Fan Zhuyan and Jiang Tianjue, there were several middle-aged men present. None of these middle-aged men were of yellow race. They were white and black. They were all about fifty years old. They all looked a little fierce.
In addition, behind each of these middle-aged men stood one or two burly men, who looked like they should be their bodyguards or thugs.
They were just having a meal together, but each of them actually brought his thugs with him. Obviously, these people had unusual identities, and this was not an ordinary dinner party either.
"Uncle, Chen Yu is here." After entering the restaurant, Jiang Hao said respectfully to Jiang Yuxian.
Jiang Yuxian nodded slightly and turned his attention to Chen Yu: "Are you that Mr. Chen?"
At this time, the atmosphere in the hall was somewhat solemn, giving people an extremely depressing feeling. If ordinary people entered here, they would be frightened before doing anything, but Chen Yu felt nothing at all and said lightly: "That's right.
I am Chen Yu."
Jiang Yuxian saw that Chen Yu was calm and composed, and couldn't help but give a look of approval: "Sure enough, a hero comes from a young age. I heard that you are very young, but I didn't expect you to be younger than I thought. Come on, I'll wait for you. Sit down quickly.
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Young? Chen Yu thought to himself that I had lived for hundreds of years before reincarnation, how could I be young?
But thinking about it, of course Chen Yu wouldn't say anything. Just as he was about to sit down, a black man among the people present suddenly shouted loudly: "What are you doing! Lao Jiang! So many of us are waiting here.
Is it possible that you have been waiting for this little kid who hasn’t even grown all his hair for so long?”
Jiang Yuxian glanced at the black man and said calmly: "Mike, please be respectful. This Mr. Chen is a master from China, with very high martial arts attainments and magic skills."
"I don't care about you so much!" the black man named Mike waved his hand, "We have been waiting for so long, what are we going to do about our affairs? Let me tell you, Lao Jiang, five of us are here to come to you today.
You must give us a satisfactory answer!"
After Mike finished speaking, several other middle-aged men present also nodded. It was obvious that they were not just here to eat today, but had something to negotiate with Jiang Yuxian.
The atmosphere at the scene suddenly became more tense, but Jiang Yuxian remained calm and said slowly: "There are nearly five million Chinese people in the entire United States, accounting for almost 1.5% of the total population of the United States. Even in the city that never sleeps, there are more than 800,000 Chinese people.
, this is a very huge number.”
"As the president of the Chinese Chamber of Commerce in the Evernight City, if I let you step in at will and take a share of the Chinese people's business, how would I explain it to these 800,000 Chinese people?"
After Jiang Yuxian finished speaking, Mike frowned: "How you explain to those Chinese people is your business and has nothing to do with us! Don't think I don't know. You have earned a lot of evil from your so-called compatriots over the years.
money!"
Hearing what Mike said, Jiang Yuxian also had a hint of anger in his tone: "Mike, don't talk nonsense."
"Did I tell you nonsense? You know what you know!" Mike said coldly, "What? Lao Jiang, do you mean you don't want to take us to play anymore?"
Jiang Yuxian shook his head and said: "It's not that I won't take you to play, it's just that as the president of the Chinese Chamber of Commerce in the Evernight City, I can't let down the trust of the 800,000 Chinese people in the Evernight City."
"Fart!" Mike slammed the table, stood up and said to Jiang Yuxian, "You old fox! Do you think we can't find anyone else to cooperate except you? Let me tell you, there are so many Chinese people willing to cooperate with us!
Within half a year, I promise to remove you from the position of president of the Evernight City Chinese Chamber of Commerce!"
After Mike said this, he angrily prepared to leave. Upon seeing this, several other middle-aged people present also stood up.
But at this moment, Jiang Yuxian said coldly: "Who do you think my Jiang family is? Come and leave as soon as you say."
Mike glanced back at Jiang Yuxian: "What? Do you still want to attack us?"
"Then it depends on whether you can cooperate." Jiang Yuxian said and winked at Jiang Tianjue beside him.
Jiang Tianjue immediately took out an agreement from the bag behind him, put it on the table, and then said to Mike and the others: "This is an agreement that we specially asked a lawyer to draft, and the content of the agreement is yours."
The company will not be able to get involved in any business related to the Huaxia Chamber of Commerce in the future. You just need to sign the agreement and you can leave."
Mike couldn't believe his ears. He stared at the agreement on the table with wide eyes, then looked at Jiang Yuxian and said: "Lao Jiang, are you fucking crazy! If labor and management don't sign this agreement,
What can you do to us?"
"If you don't sign, you will die." As soon as Mike finished speaking, Fan Zhuyan, who had been sitting here silently without saying a word, suddenly stood up and said calmly.
Fan Zhuyan's voice was not loud, but the few words made people feel extremely arrogant. Mike was immediately fired up, and he suddenly took out a pistol from his arms and pointed it at Fan Zhuyan and cursed: "Idiot! What the hell do you say again?"
Again! Who dies?" xdw8
Fan Zhuyan stood there, not even looking at Mike, and still said: "Of course you will die."
"Idiot! I'll kill you first!" Mike couldn't stand it anymore and finally pulled the trigger.
"Bang" sound!
The fire lit up and the bullets shot out of the barrel and hit Fan Zhuyan!
Mike's eyes were fierce and ferocious. He was originally a gangster, and Fan Zhuyan dared to provoke him like this. He would naturally want Fan Zhuyan to die.
However, the next scene completely shocked Mike. Fan Zhuyan stretched out two fingers at lightning speed, and the bullet he had just shot was easily caught between Fan Zhuyan's two fingers!