Half a million dollars?

Hearing this number thrown by Zhou Ming, Miguel almost didn't spurt out a mouthful of old blood: "Mr. Zhou Ming, I can understand that you must have spent some money to prepare for these things, and it is reasonable for me to bear some of them, but will this $500,000 be a little too much?"

Miguel spoke very carefully, but the actual meaning is understood by everyone, just kidding, the price that Moria and Zhang Lin agreed on just now is only 3 million US dollars, although this price is certainly not the market standard, but it is also a good reference;

"When you say that, I feel like it's a little too much. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 info" Zhou Ming thought for a while and suddenly asked, "But Mr. Miguel, were you scolding me in your heart just now?"

This sudden question caught Miguel off guard, even if he wanted to break his head, he couldn't imagine how Zhou Ming would suddenly ask such an irrelevant question at this time.

Scolding Miguel is definitely scolded, this is also very normal, anyone who encounters this kind of blackmail will be very unhappy, even if there will be no performance on the face, but in the heart will definitely be crazy to insult the other party, but how can anyone ask so directly?

Miguel subconsciously wanted to nod, but then he immediately reacted, shook his head and said resolutely: "This is absolutely impossible! Mr. Zhou Ming, you are the person I respect the most, how could I scold you? I should compensate you for the losses you have suffered in this matter, and I can recognize these and are completely reasonable!"

Zhou Ming smiled: "I'm afraid that what Mr. Miguel said is wrong!"

Miguel was anxious to explain something, and Zhou Ming then said: "Mr. Miguel, you don't need to explain anything to me, in short, since you scolded me just now, then you have to compensate me for the mental loss, just 550,000 US dollars, Mr. Miguel, what do you think?"

Miguel looked surprised: "Why did it become $550,000 again? Didn't you pay back $500,000 just now?"

"Because of the price of 500,000 US dollars, aren't you not satisfied, Mr. Miguel? Then I have to re-quote, I don't know if you are still satisfied with this price?" Zhou Ming said very reasonably.

Carlos and the hyena couldn't help but laugh out loud immediately, and Miguel was also messy at this time: Big brother, I'm not satisfied with the price of 500,000 US dollars, so you add 550,000 yuan, is there such a deal?

Zhou Ming looked at Miguel's expression and suddenly realized: "It turns out that Mr. Miguel, are you not satisfied with 550,000 yuan? What about 600,000 US dollars? If you are still not satisfied, I can still give you 650,000 US dollars or even 700,000 ......."

Listening to Zhou Ming's continuous upward price, Miguel also saw that Zhou Ming was intentional, so this time he directly interrupted him without waiting for Zhou Ming's words to finish: "Mr. Zhou Ming, it's just 600,000 US dollars, I accept this price!"

Zhou Ming was deliberately stunned for a moment and said, "Why did you accept the price of $600,000, Mr. Miguel? I thought you would only react if you shouted at least $1 million or more!"

In the face of Zhou Ming's regretful tone, Miguel felt extremely embarrassed, and fortunately he woke up early, otherwise he would really cry when he shouted more than one million, and finally sold a piece of land, and as a result, one-third of it had to be distributed to others, which no one could accept! But acceptance is acceptance, but it brings another problem.

"But Mr. Zhou Ming, I don't have $600,000. Miguel said, "Sir, you know that I am a very poor landlord of Moria, and although Moria's land is mine, and I can collect rent from all Moria, you also know that the rent there is very cheap, and there are many rents that I can't collect, so I am also a poor man in Moria, how can I get 600,000 dollars?"

Zhou Ming nodded and said after listening to Miguel's words: "It seems that this is indeed the case, then Miguel is indeed not as rich as you imagined, otherwise you would not have thought of selling Moria." ”

"Sir, you are very clever, and the truth is exactly what you say. Miguel complimented Zhou Ming and said, but before Miguel could rejoice, Zhou Ming's next words made him want to cry without tears.

"Mr. Miguel, there is actually one thing that I am curious about, if your tenant can't pay the rent one day because he doesn't have as much money as you ask for, what will you do at this time?" Zhou Ming asked.

Miguel was silent, even if he wasn't smart enough, he understood that his answer to Zhou Ming's question would be related to whether Moria could return to him. He wanted to make his tenants pay as much rent as he could, but the problem was that he never did, and he always told those who couldn't pay the rent to get out, and Carlos knew that very well.

So Miguel thought about it for a while before saying, "Mr. Zhou Ming, I understand, but I really can't take out so much money now, and I need a certain amount of time to raise this money." ”

Zhou Ming raised a finger: "I can only give you one day at most, that is to say, until noon tomorrow at the latest, if you don't have that much money by then, then Moria is mine." ”

"Sir, a day is too short, can it be longer?" asked Miguel with a look of hope.

"Mr. Miguel, I hope you don't bargain with me anymore, and maybe I'll let you give me all the money tonight. Zhou Ming said.

Zhou Ming's tone was flat, but listening to Miguel's ears made him shudder, and then he immediately nodded desperately: "Okay sir, one day at a time, I will raise $600,000 for you before noon tomorrow, I hope you must also abide by the agreement!"

"Of course, although I am very unhappy with people like you, I still have a very contractual spirit. Zhou Ming said.

After agreeing, Miguel left in a hurry to raise money, after all, Zhou Ming gave him only one day, and he had to race against time to complete the task.

And watching Miguel leave, Carlos shouted excitedly: "This is great! Mr. Zhou Ming, you are really amazing, it is the first time I have seen Miguel suffer such a big loss! Usually he wants others to get out of the way if they can't get the money, but I didn't expect that in front of Mr. Zhou Ming, he is like a grandson, and he is toyed with between applause!"

"It is estimated that Miguel can only be arrogant with you Moria, after all, except for him, the others are poor people who can't even pay the rent of a peso, but as long as he meets other people, isn't it all very bad?" Zhou Ming pointed at Zhang Lin, "Just like Zhang Lin, didn't he persuade him to sell Moria at a low price of three million? You must know that the price offered by Maya Company is five million US dollars, even if it is because of our protests and demonstrations, the price will not be less than four million." ”

Carlos then remembered: "That's right, Mr. Zhang Lin, you can lower the price to three million, you are also very powerful, sure enough, Mr. Zhou Ming, you are the hidden dragon and crouching tiger by your side!"

The hyena was very angry when he heard Carlos say this: "Just kidding, this is my master, the strongest soldier in the world, and it is too much to ask him to deal with a little Miguel!"

Zhou Ming waved his hand: "Okay, anyway, we've finished the matter, let's get out of here quickly, although I don't know what the situation is on Jefferson's side, but let's not stay here for too long, so as not to cause unnecessary trouble." ”

With Zhou Ming's words, Zhang Lin and the hyena remembered that their situation at the moment was wanted by Jefferson, so they quickly put away their smiles and left quickly.

Zhou Ming and the others were worried that they would be intercepted by Jefferson's private army like last time, so they specially picked some roads to take, so they walked for nearly an hour on the way back to Moria, and finally went back to their house after making sure that Moria was safe.

Moria's protests and demonstrations continued, and I have to say that Carlos's friends were still very conscientious, and when Zhou Ming and them returned, they happened to see the head-on clash between the demonstrators and Moria's security personnel.

In fact, the conflict is a more official statement, in fact, they are just a group fight, Moria curses and goes up to punch and kick the security personnel, and the security personnel are brandishing rubber sticks and constantly whipping the Moriah in front of them, the scene is very chaotic, even some children are involved, and they keep throwing stones at the security personnel.

In the courtyard of the Peace Council at the end of Moria Street, a cloud of black smoke rose from the fact that a car belonging to the Commission had been set on fire by the Morians.

For them to make such a big fuss, Zhou Ming was originally a little worried that he would attract the police in Mexico City, but then Carlos's explanation relieved him.

"Moria is something that Mexico doesn't want to manage at all, because there are a lot of poor people and floating people here, and all kinds of crimes emerge one after another, and there is no way to manage it, so Mexico City has only set up a symbolic security committee here, and there is no police station, because if there is a police station, how many police should be stationed? You must know that this is Moria, and the workload here every day is not enough even if there are more police. ”

"The other main thing is that this kind of thing happens in Moria basically every few months, whether it's the Magistrate's Council or the Moria people or the police in Mexico City, they're used to it, so it's even if it's a little bigger," Carlos said. ”

Seeing the madness of these Moria people, Zhou Ming felt speechless, this is a scene that he can't see in China.

But no matter what these Moria people and the security committee did, Zhou Ming still had to do his own thing, he took Carlos back to his rented house and asked him: "Carlos told me, do you want to get out of Moria?"