Chapter 343: How About $100 Million?
"Why didn't you go looking for me?"
"Boss, you have always seen the dragon from the beginning to the end, since you didn't inform us, it means that you are fine. β
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Fang Yuanshan was depressed: "Didn't you think that something would happen to me?"
"No, we believe in you, boss, and you'll definitely come back to us. β
Hearing Arnold's words, Fang Yuanshan suddenly didn't know what to say. How much trust do you have to trust yourself to say such things?
"Boss, alright!"
Yuan Gaoyang put all the medicines into the medical box, and then said: "In the past few days, you must pay attention not to get wet, and you can't eat fishy and spicy things, and nothing else." β
"Okay, I see, thanks. β
The scratches on the soles of his feet were okay, but the wounds on his calves that were bitten by the python were relatively large, and although he had dealt with them himself, they were broken open on the cliff wall.
He didn't go anywhere after he was tired enough to take care of his wounds today, and when Arnold and the others went out, he went straight to sleep.
The next day, he slept until almost 11 o'clock and woke up, and it was Arnold who came to call him. Lifting the curtain and seeing the raindrops outside, his eyes couldn't help but look in the direction of South Ferris Ridge.
He didn't know anything about the rest of the South Ferris Ridge, but with the gold-rich mines and iron ore underground, the investment was worth it. But how to do it is a big question!
He had discovered the gold mine, and he could not have shared it with the company "AMZA", which was wholly owned by Vale, even if it was buried deep underground forever, and he would not have developed it with them.
I went downstairs and had lunch at the hotel, and then rushed back to Rio without stopping. In fact, there is no need to analyze those pictures now. But thinking about Heywood wasn't much of a problem anyway. Just find something for him to do. I handed him all the graphics.
"Yes. How can we take South Ferris Ridge?"
After returning to the "Gran" building in Copacabana in the afternoon, he began to think about it after giving the matter to Heywood.
It stands to reason that South Ferris Ridge has been in the hands of "AMZA" for several years, and it is impossible for them not to know anything about the situation, but why do they continue to invest such a large amount of money in development?
There must be some deep-seated reason for this, if Vale knew that there was a gold mine under the South Ferris Ridge, they would definitely not find someone to invest, and it was too late for them to develop it themselves, so how could they find an outsider?
He was now mostly thinking about how he could take the remaining shares of South Ferris Ridge from "Amza". And it's also a floor price or even free.
"Looks like you have to play with one hand to get away with it!"
Fang Yuanshan, who wanted to understand this, called Heywood in and asked him to finish analyzing the graphics he brought back as soon as possible, he was useful!
It was almost four o'clock when he returned from ParΓ‘, and he had rushed to the company without even returning to the villa, and now that the matter was settled, he took Locke and them back to the villa.
What surprised him was that there was a group of people standing in front of his house, men, women and children, and the group was negotiating something with Bowman, and Bowman was always shaking his head and saying something.
When their car stopped at the door of the villa, the people looked at it in unison. One of the old black men walked towards their car.
After Fang Yuanshan got out of the car, he politely said, "Hello Mr. Fang, we have something to do with you." β
He looked at the group. Except for a sturdy man with a violent face, everyone else has a business face, and even the few young white children have a battle-hardened sense of calm on their faces. This made him curious about the identity of this person, and he couldn't help asking: "Oh~ What are you looking for me?"
The old black man, who was about fifty years old, took off the gentleman's top hat on his head and said with a smile: "Mr. Fang, look...... Why don't we go inside the house and talk?"
Fang Yuanshan has been outside since he came back to Brazil, and he didn't stay in the villa for an hour before leaving, he just came back today and actually didn't want an outsider to come to the house, but everyone opened their mouths, and he couldn't refuse, and said with a smile: "Okay! Let's go into the house and talk." β
Gwendolin saw that his master was back, with a surprised expression, and after seeing the group of people following behind him, he immediately twisted his fat buttocks to make coffee, and Fang Yuanshan, who accidentally glanced at him from behind, nodded secretly: "Well! It seems to have gotten bigger again~"
"Come, please be seated. β
Listening to him, the old black man did not sit down first, but waited for the sturdy man to sit down before he accompanied him. The children who followed in over there understood the rules quite well, and after thanking Fang Yuanshan, the master, they sat down on the guest chairs next to them one by one.
After Gwendoline and Shirrill helped the group over there to have coffee, the old black man politely said: "Mr. Fang, please forgive me for taking the liberty of disturbing you, in fact, this is the way it is......"
The old black man was just about to continue, when the girl who came with them pushed the frame on the bridge of her nose and interrupted: "Hello Mr. Fang, the matter is very simple, we want you to have a fair game with this Mr. Polk, for which our TV station is willing to pay you $1 million for appearance, what do you think?"
"$1,000,000?"
Fang Yuanshan wasn't surprised that they had come to him for a competition, but he was curious about how this woman was embarrassed to say this price. He wondered, "Don't you know how much I'm worth?"
The girl, who was about to burst with buttons on her chest, did not have any discoloration on her face, and said with a straight face: "We know that you are a billionaire, but many sports stars are worth no less than Mr. Fang, do you think there is a more lucrative business than making a million dollars in a game?"
Fang Yuanshan honestly returned: "It's a lot for me. β
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The girl was speechless for a moment, and then said, "Then you make a price, how much do you need to be willing to play?"
"How about $100 million?"
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The old black man next to him had a really like this expression on his face after hearing Fang Yuanshan's words, but he didn't speak, and let the girl continue to speak.
"Mr. Fang, this is impossible. Even the world's top Jiu-Jitsu champions are nowhere near such a high appearance fee. Like this Mr. Polk next to me, he is a master of nine dan and three belts, and his appearance fee is not even as high as yours, only 500,000 US dollars, isn't Mr. Fang still satisfied?"
Fang Yuanshan picked up the coffee and said, "I'm sorry, I can't accompany you, please forgive me!"
"Although you are very rich, I have always looked down on you Chinese people, you are all cowards, you will only gossip behind your back, and engage in some ridiculous little actions. Since you don't want to, then forget it, let's go!" said the sturdy black man, who had been dragging him from the time he met him to the time he entered the house, and then stood up and walked towards the door.
"Locke, give me a shot to the death, and hit the boss for me. β
(To be continued.) )