Chief Zhou Ming, please stay

Jefferson subconsciously said this, but when he said it, he immediately regretted it because he saw the incredible gaze that everyone on his side cast at him. Jefferson was very clear about that kind of gaze because he remembered that once he went to the mentally retarded children's rehabilitation center for an activity, he looked at the mentally retarded people, and this was the expression he had.

Damn Jefferson immediately figured out if Zhou Ming just simply wanted to leave and stay, then it wasn't clear that he was going to put himself in a very passive position. How could I say such a thing?

Sure enough, when he heard his attempt to stay, Zhou Ming cooperated and turned around and said to him with a smile: Since you said so sincerely, I might as well give you another chance.

What a chance to go there. If you have the ability, turn around and walk forward boldly. No matter what you say, don't look back. Otherwise, you're pretending to be a big-tailed wolf here.

Jefferson was crazy in his heart, but of course he didn't dare to say it, otherwise if he really told Zhou Ming to leave, would he want to invite him again? You know that the peace talks were designated by the Patriarch to come here today. He didn't dare to think about the result of messing up the future. Besides, go to him, this shameful thing is enough. If you want to do it again, you will be really stupid.

It is precisely for these reasons that no matter how angry Jefferson was in his heart, he could only endure it and even thank Zhou Ming for his generous pride.

Seeing Zhou Ming sitting down again, Jefferson scolded the other party in his heart, but on the surface he still asked carefully: Then Chief Zhou Ming, can we start now?

Zhou Ming waved his hand very loudly about this: Of course, this is OK, but I am still the same question as before. Let me tell you the bottom line and see if I can accept it.

So rude and savage

Jefferson cursed, but he took a deep breath. After calming down his mood, he patiently said to Zhou Ming: Chief, please be honest, your negotiations are meaningless. Since both parties want to sit down and conduct peace talks openly, at least both parties must spread their own conditions to the table for discussion, rather than hiding them and expecting the other party to make concessions. That is very unrealistic and naive.

I have to say that Jefferson is worthy of being a young master who comes from a great family. Although he is just Brando's illegitimate child, at least his current qi cultivation skills and the words he said are very skillful, especially his last sentence, which is almost pointing at Zhou Ming's face and scolding shameless.

The others who followed Jefferson to participate in the peace talks were nodding at the words Jefferson said, expressing their approval. At least under the current circumstances, they could not say anything better.

If ordinary people heard this, they would probably not know what to do, but unfortunately, ordinary people did not count Zhou Ming.

Jefferson, have you heard of the vegetable market? Zhou Ming suddenly asked.

Faced with Zhou Ming's sudden and mindless problem, Jefferson and his staff were stunned. They stared at Zhou Ming as if they were petrified. No matter how smart they were and their association ability was rich, they could not understand why Zhou Ming would ask such a question at this time.

Please, as a nobleman with status, who would go to the vegetable market without any trouble? It is a place where garbage without money and power buys food. They have their own manors, special servants to take care of their own vegetable fields, or simply buy them from special suppliers, but these are not important. The most important thing is that this issue has nothing to do with the current peace talks. Hello

From the other party's expression, Zhou Ming obviously saw their inner fluctuations: I was indeed a whim when I asked this, because I have been to the vegetable market, and in the vegetable market, the stall owners usually put the vegetables they want to sell directly on their stalls. The buyer can choose at will and take out the money to buy. Of course, whether it is the vegetables or the money, they have to spread them out and order them in person.

Damn this shit chief is indeed a poor man, otherwise how could he know what the market is like? If it weren't for Mr. Jefferson's request, we wouldn't want to stay here for a second, and breathe the air in the room with a poor man, it would be an insult to ourselves and a blasphemy to God, and would make our family shy

But of course some people thought that the vegetable market trading mentioned by Zhou Ming is the same as what Mr. Jefferson said just now, is it the same thing to talk about the opening of the table?

This is so embarrassing

A staff member subconsciously glanced at Jefferson, who glared back with a grin. It was obvious that Jefferson had reacted too.

Chief Zhou Ming, I think we are here to negotiate today. Don’t talk about such unreasonable examples. Jefferson said, his tone was a little embarrassed.

Zhou Ming spread his hands and said innocently: I have told you to tell your bottom line long ago. You have been emphasizing something to hide, so I had to give you an example of the vegetable market.

Is it true that I'm still blamed?

Jefferson widened his eyes. For the illegitimate son of the Malone Patriarch, due to his identity, he had been involved in business very early. It can be said that he had experienced various negotiating opponents, but those people were at least within the scope of common sense. But Zhou Ming in front of him, you can't guess what cards he will play in the next hand. This is too irritable.

So now, Jefferson, are you going to talk about it or to pull some other eggs for me? Zhou Ming asked.

Jefferson felt that his brain was not working for the first time. He subconsciously looked around and saw that his aides, including General Derek who brought Zhou Ming, turned their eyes to other places and did not dare to look at Jefferson. Obviously, they were all empty.

What a bunch of trash

Jefferson really wanted to curse, but he also knew that these people were all recruited by themselves, and each of them was a business elite in Mexico and even the whole world. The reason why this is happening now is that they have never encountered an opponent like Zhou Ming.

Thinking of this, Jefferson frowned. He looked up at Zhou Ming, trying to put some pressure on Zhou Ming through this method, but it was obviously futile. You must know that Zhou Ming could withstand Mr. Yang's pressure two years ago, and now he is just Brando's illegitimate child. Zhou Ming is simply too relaxed to deal with such a person.

Then in Jefferson's eyes, he saw Zhou Ming yawning casually and tidying his earwax, which made him feel very comfortable, but he just didn't take him as the negotiator seriously.

Zhou Ming's reaction made Jefferson crazy. At this moment, he really wanted to pinch Zhou Ming's neck and tell him that he was still a living person and needed a little bit of minimum respect.

Of course, Jefferson could only think about this kind of thing in his mind, unless he really dared to fight against Brando, or bet on his weight in Brando's Damasaku's heart. But unfortunately, Jefferson did not have the courage, so in the end it was Jefferson's compromise.

Jefferson sighed and said: Well, great Chief Zhou Ming, I think I was convinced by you, I can tell you our decision

Before Jefferson could finish his words, the staff around him exclaimed: Mr. Jefferson, this is absolutely not allowed.

Other staff members, including Derek, were also persuading him to think twice before acting. Looking at the situation opposite, Zhou Ming was so happy. Why is there such a fun thing?

On the other hand, Jefferson really wants to kill people. What kind of teammates are these guys? Can't these guys understand the current situation at all? Since you can't get any advantage in the other party, it's better to just tell the cards and play. Perhaps such sincerity can disrupt the other party's arrangements and make the other party confused. Anyway, the money you lost is from Mexicans and the church, and has nothing to do with him.

But now, look at what you idiots have done to stop yourself now. The hesitation that keeps you off will only make you laugh.

Jefferson subconsciously glanced at Zhou Ming. He saw Zhou Ming grab a handful of melon seeds from somewhere and sit opposite him, eating with relish.

Damn, is this guy here to watch the show?

Jefferson felt that his head was about to get angry, but he didn't dare to get angry at Zhou Ming. He could only grit his teeth and say to his staff: Please remember, I am the master of this peace talks.

In a word, his staff were shaking all over, making Zhou Ming have to applaud him: It seems that Mr. Jefferson is still somewhat prestigious.

Zhou Ming's praise sounded the most unpleasant insult to Jefferson. He waved his hand and said: Chief Zhou Ming, please believe that I can still make this decision. Our request for you is very simple. I am asking you to stop immediately from the Indian Revolution and pesos. We can be responsible for sending you out of the country.

Seeing Jefferson hesitate when he said this, Zhou Ming had to help him: So what is the corresponding compensation or Mr. Jefferson, do you think you can convince me just by your words?

Of course not. Jefferson gritted his teeth and said, our condition is to provide you with no less than 3 billion in compensation to Chief Zhou Ming, and to find a fief in Mexico. Mexico's law stipulates that all places enjoy their own high autonomy, so you have absolute authority in your own territory.

Zhou Ming was amused after listening to Jefferson's words: Why do you guys also play the same trick of cede land compensation?

Zhou Ming's words made Jefferson's face look even more ugly. Indeed, any bullshit compensation and fiefdom granting are just high-sounding words. In the final analysis, it is just cedes of land compensation. But generally, this is plundering the weak by the powerful. Why will it be the turn of the Malong sect one day? This is one of the thirteen churches.

Jefferson couldn't understand, but he clearly remembered that his Patriarch's father said to him in person.

In the end, Jefferson could only think that there might be something hidden here that he didn't know, such as the helicopters parked in his father's castle.
Chapter completed!