Chapter 17 Conditions

Hearing Lei Shi's words that were a bit of a "poor dagger", Yang Mutian couldn't help frowning and said, "Manager Lei, what do you mean by this." Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½ā€

Facing Yang Mutian's slightly questioning inquiry, Lei Shi replied with a "sincere" face: "It's very simple, just like I told Mr. Yang, the Dungeon Club needs a new dog king to sit in, and the beginning is an extremely powerful, more powerful fighting dog than the overlord in his heyday." So, I want to buy Mr. Yang's start, money is not a problem, five million yuan, is Mr. Yang satisfied with this price? ā€

Hearing this, Yang Mutian's face instantly became gloomy, and he refused in a somewhat cold tone: "I'm sorry, Manager Lei, I don't plan to sell the start. ā€

Seeing this, Lei Shi was not angry, but continued with some doubts: "Why? Is it the price? If Mr. Yang is still not satisfied with the price of 5 million, then we can continue to talk and negotiate a figure that Mr. Yang is satisfied with and that the club and I can accept. Uh, so let's just add two million, okay? ā€

"No, it has nothing to do with the price, the beginning has a special commemorative significance for me, it is not for sale, even if Manager Lei pays 100 million, I will not sell it." Yang Mutian said in an extremely firm tone - this is also what Yang Mutian said in his heart, as Yang Mutian's first slave pet, it was very special to Yang Mutian at the beginning, and Yang Mutian would never sell it.

However, Yang Mutian's words did not make Lei Shi believe it. Thinking that Yang Mutian was still not satisfied, the Lei Shi at the price he quoted couldn't help but persuade Yang Mutian with reason: "Mr. Yang, I am a businessman, I think that in this world, there are not many things that money can't buy, and the beginning is obviously not in the category of this can't be bought." So, I think we'd better talk openly, and don't talk in the dark. ā€

"Mr. Yang, don't be in a hurry to refute, listen to what I have to say. Mr. Yang, you are a smart person, you should know the price of 7 million yuan, and I am very sincere. No matter how much a fighting dog can fight, it can only fight for four or five years, and at this price, on average, I am equivalent to paying you 1.2 million a year. ā€

"Of course, Mr. Yang, you may think that with the initial combat effectiveness, as long as you take it to participate in more competitions, it will be no problem to earn millions of dollars a year. Even, as long as you run a few more provinces and don't always participate in the race somewhere, the event organizers everywhere don't seem to have any reason to trouble you. ā€

"But Mr. Yang, let's not say that there are too many uncertainties in the game, it is difficult to win a hundred battles at the beginning, and once the start is lost, the value will be greatly reduced. Even if you really win a hundred battles at the beginning, you can't make so much money. The reason is very simple - the event organizers everywhere are not stupid, once the beginning is famous, knowing that they have strong starting combat effectiveness, they will definitely respond as soon as possible, such as banning the beginning from participating in the competition, such as secretly finding someone to kill the beginning, and some of them are more greedy, and will even directly snatch the beginning from you. ā€

"In short, the organizers will do everything possible to eliminate the starting point. Otherwise, due to the existence of the beginning, the gambling game that exists dependent on the game will be completely unsuspenseful, and it will be meaningless for them to hold the game. So, Mr. Yang, I think you should think about it again, seven million is really a sincere price. ā€

It's a pity that Yang Mutian didn't appreciate Lei Shi's persuasion at all, and shook his head very simply and refused again: "Manager Lei, don't think about it, I said it very clearly before, the beginning has a very special meaning for me, and I won't sell it." ā€

And Yang Mutian firmly refused again and again, leaving no room for maneuver, which made Lei Shi, who was very good at Qi cultivation, look a little ugly. In this case, his eyes gradually became sharper, and he couldn't help but say in a low tone: "Mr. Yang, can't you give me a face?" ā€

"I'm sorry." As if he hadn't seen Lei Shi's ugly face, Yang Mutian continued to refuse.

"Hey." Seeing this, knowing that Yang Mutian was determined not to sell the starting thunder stone, he sighed a little helplessly. Then, he closed his eyes and began to adjust his emotions, calming his irritable and even angry heart.

A few minutes later, Lei Shi, who had adjusted his mood, opened his eyes that had recovered softness, and said to Yang Mutian with a chuckle: "Hehe, since Mr. Yang is unwilling to sell the start, then I won't force it, so stop this matter." However, I have another proposal on my side, and I hope Mr. Yang will listen to it. ā€

Seeing this, Yang Mutian admired Lei Shi's profound cultivation, and couldn't help but say with respect: "Manager Lei, please speak, I'll listen to you." ā€

Hearing this, Lei Shi nodded with satisfaction, and said his proposal with a smile: "That's the case, since Mr. Yang is unwilling to sell the start, and our underground palace club needs a powerful dog king to sit in charge, then is Mr. Yang willing to accept the employment of the clubhouse and settle those who come to smash the field for the club?" ā€

"This..." Hearing Lei Shi's proposal, Yang Mutian was stunned for a moment, and then, after coming back to his senses, he pondered for a while and replied: "Manager Lei, I can agree to your proposal, but I have one condition. ā€

"What conditions." Lei Shi asked.

"My situation, I think Manager Lei should know." In the face of Lei Shi's inquiry, Yang Mutian did not answer immediately, but talked about it, which sounded completely unrelated to the previous topic.

In this regard, Lei Shi, who couldn't figure out what Yang Mutian meant by this, could only say vaguely: "Eh, I know something, it's a pity for Ling Zun." ā€

Ignoring Lei Shi's vague words, at the moment when Lei Shi's words fell, Yang Mutian, who got the answer he wanted to answer, went straight to the point: "Yes, it's good to know." Manager Lei, to tell you the truth, I want to revitalize our Yang family, but this is not a simple matter, there are too many things that need to be done, and there are more things that are lacking. ā€

"Therefore, my condition is that in the process of revitalizing the Yang family, if there is a place where the underground palace club needs help. For example, when it is necessary to borrow the network resources of the underground palace club to complete some things, Manager Lei can help as appropriate without harming the interests of the underground palace club and without feeling embarrassed. To put it bluntly, I want to take advantage of the momentum, the momentum of the deep-rooted underground palace club in F City, to make up for my lack of heritage. ā€

"And as Manager Lei promised me to borrow the situation in return, I will rent it to the underground palace club free of charge. Whether Manager Lei wants to make Initiation the King of Dogs, sit in the entire Dungeon Club, or use Initiation to do something else, as long as it does not lead to Initiation's death or disability, I have no opinion. ā€

After listening to Yang Mutian's explanation, Lei Shi frowned slightly and asked: "That is to say, as long as we agree to take advantage of Mr. Yang's need and lend you strength when you need it, Mr. Yang will rent it to us free of charge." However, the requirement of borrowing power and strength is not mandatory, and it is not necessary to agree that it depends entirely on the will of the club, right? ā€

"Yes." Yang Mutian replied with a smile.

Hearing this, Lei Shi was stunned for a moment, and then laughed and said, "Haha, this condition sounds very good." But Mr. Yang, your chips are still not enough, and the momentum of our club is not so easy to borrow. Unless, I can win the championship in this Fujian Provincial Dog Fighting Competition, there is enough qualification and value, let me consider this condition. Moreover, Mr. Yang, you must also promise that if you don't win the Fujian Provincial Dog Fighting Competition, you will have to sell you to me for seven million. ā€

Speaking of this, Lei Shi already had a hint of banter on his face, as if he was laughing at Yang Mutian's indiscretion, but the seriousness hidden under the drama revealed his true attitude.