Chapter 539: The Man Who Sees the Scenery
"What is war?! War is a confrontation of forces that occurs when one side is trying to obtain greater benefits, and one side is unable to accept it. On the Champs-ΓlysΓ©es, a yellow-skinned man whispered in a shop window looking at the crowd coming and going in the street in a restaurant that was old enough to do so.
The shop is very elegantly decorated. The whole restaurant, from the dining table to the chandelier, is full of antique atmosphere. The wooden lattice floors and the almost grouted columns silently indicate that this place has a long history. And the yellow-skinned, slightly thin man who looked to be around forty years old, shook the wine in his wine glass and said softly: "Although many people don't want to admit it, in fact, our planet has always enforced the law of the jungle. β
Across from the yellow-skinned man was a white man who looked to be in his mid-sixties, gently cutting a steak with his head down. The man had bald hair and a thin build. Dressed in a fitted suit, he gracefully and gently cuts the medium-rare steak on his plate.
"What the family thinks about jackals, that's what I care about. What kind of war is not war has nothing to do with us. Guarantee the assets of our investors, and then ensure our interests. That's what we care about. β
The man cut the steak slowly and softly, "I don't care about the rest." To be honest, I've always felt like things are a bit messy at home. Jackals like this, either directly in the bud to destroy them. Either that, or just support them. In short, they dare not challenge our position. On the contrary, they will be our help. β
"It's not like this kind of case that the family hasn't experienced. The Vatican, the service providers, they are now weak and strong, isn't this proof that?! We've been through so many times, and we've existed and will always exist. A little wind and rain can't shake us. β
saw that the white man paused, put down his knife and fork, leaned back on the chair, and wiped the corners of his mouth with a napkin elegantly: "Mr. Crow, now you are a representative of the family." There are some things I can only say to you. The old people are retired, and they should enjoy the life of retirement when they retire. And there are some rules that you need to change. β
Yes, the yellow-skinned man here is the crow. It's just that he is very different from the appearance he had when he met Hou Dasheng before. Even the figure has made a big difference. It's like a different person.
"These rules, which have existed for many years, naturally have their own reason. Easy modification is impossible. The steak in front of the crow didn't move, and he seemed a little absent-minded when he looked out the window: "If the family wants to invest in others, it always needs to verify the qualifications." They belong to the stage of being verified. β
After a pause, he saw the crow turn his head and whispered, "Jace, you also said that we need to protect our own interests and investments. I know you have a lot to do with jackals, and I know what you think. But what I need to tell you is that a lot of times you need to think more about what is in the interests of your family. β
The white man named Jace slowly raised his head and looked at the crow. Neither of them spoke, just looked at each other so simply. The eyes of the two of them were very peaceful, as if they were old friends for many years communicating something with each other's eyes.
In this calm-looking restaurant, only a few people felt a little different. At the entrance of the restaurant, a sign has been hung that is closed for charter. Fortunately, most people are not surprised by this. There are often some big tycoons here, who charter restaurants to entertain their friends from afar.
To charter a restaurant, it costs a lot of money first. Secondly, there must be enough identity for the restaurant to compromise. Both are indispensable. Otherwise, with the long history of this restaurant and the identity of the owner, basically no one would dare to forcibly charter this restaurant.
"I'll admit that I do have some selfish feelings about jackals. But I also make it clear to you that it is not a day or two that these traditional implementation methods at home have problems. Jace pulled out a chair and slowly stood up, looking at the crow condescendingly: "I will carry out all the arrangements at home." But I still don't think that's the right model. β
Raven slowly leaned back in his chair and looked at Jace with a smile, "There's nothing wrong with that. If you can accept it, you will accept it, and if you can't accept it, your family will never force it. You also know what you have and what you can accomplish. Matching strength is prudence. If we are not careful, we will be crushed to pieces. No one dares to take that risk. β
"What I can tell you is that inspection is a must. They are not the only candidates. The crow paused and said, "They need to prove themselves and be qualified to talk to us." Now they've proven that they have the guts. But in addition to guts, you also need the strength to match. β
The raven looked at Jace and said softly, "There is nothing to gain, it is priceless!" β