"Hehe, don't be so serious," Bart said with a smile, "I know you'll suspect that I did it, but I'm here to make it clear, no." ”

I believe in your wickedness!

Mi Jingwen roared in his heart, but his face still remained gloomy.

At such times, showing anger does not have any effect.

"But no matter what, the trouble is already there. Bart continued, "So Mr. Mi, I think we still need to continue working together, what do you think?"

Mi Jingwen had the urge to tear Mitt's smiling face along the network cable.

One place is subject to others, and everywhere is subject to others.

At this moment, he regretted it a little.

At the beginning, Bart threatened a $5 billion commercial contract and the possibility of long-term close cooperation in the later period, and asked him to deal with Wu Jun.

The economic situation in the world is not good, and the situation is getting worse, if the $5 billion contract can be signed, the Mi family can spend at least two years smoothly.

He had already planned to buy and suppress Xizhilin first, force Wu Jun to appear, and then take the initiative to compensate Wu Jun for his losses.

A small portion of the $5 billion business partnership profit is sufficient.

It's a pity that his calculation is still wrong, and he got on the thief ship, how could he get off easily?

Bart used this shady method to drag him deeper and deeper.

What to do now, knowing that it is a trap and a trap, do you want to continue to sink?

Mi Jingwen's mind was racing, quickly analyzing the pros and cons, and finally he said to the computer screen: "It's okay to continue to cooperate, but it must be after the $5 billion contract is signed." ”

"You deserve it," Bart readily agreed, "the contract is already ready, and you can have your men sign it today." ”

Bart also knows very well that if he wants Mi Jingwen to continue to enter the pit, the necessary bait is indispensable.

It's just a $5 billion contract, and it's not for nothing, it's the same for whoever you throw it to, which doesn't have much of an image for him.

With Bart's promise, Mi Jingwen's mood calmed down a little, at least through this contract, he can make a lot of money.

"Tell me, how else do you want me to cooperate?"

"Continuing with the previous acquisitions," said Bart, "but this time it's not for show, it's serious." You helped me buy the West Forest, of course, the complete West Forest.

"As long as you can reach it, I promise to sign another $10 billion commercial contract with you, and promise to give your company a place in the upcoming global 6G network industry. ”

Listening to Bart's conditions, Mi Jingwen replied expressionlessly: "I need to think about it." ”

After saying that, he disconnected and gently covered the computer.

He was a pragmatic and calm man, and although he was furious at this time, he still did not smash the antique teacup on the table.

This son of a bitch's Bart is too cunning.

But the conditions he threw out this time made it difficult to refuse.

The $10 billion commercial contract to participate in the construction and operation of the global 6G network, no matter which one it is, has a fatal attraction for him and Mijia.

Anyone who understands the economy knows what the global economy looks like now.

The United States is very powerful, setting the rules of the game around the world, and with a clenched fist, the oil and water of the whole world are squeezed out by it.

At this time, it is difficult to continue to grow on your own.

But if Wu Jun's friend is assassinated and he continues to acquire Xizhilin, it means that he will completely turn his face with Wu Jun.

Even if he came up with a large amount of money to compensate according to his previous plan, there may be no possibility of reconciliation.

On the one hand, it is related to the huge interests of the family business, and on the other hand, it is a master of metaphysics who can foresee the future, how to choose and choose?

"Mr. Mi," the secretary said outside the door with a little panic, "something is wrong!"

"Come in and say, what's the matter?"

"Just now, the Jingdu Hotel suddenly had a total power outage. ”

Blackout?

Mi Jingwen frowned, what is this?

"The manager over there called and said that it was not a normal power outage, but that the hotel's transformer, generator and distribution cabinet had exploded at the same time, and it could not be repaired in a short time," the secretary said, "and now the hotel is in a mess." ”

"Just causing a power outage?"

"Yes, that's what Manager Li just said, except for the power outage, nothing else has happened for the time being. ”

Mi Jingwen took a deep breath, it seemed that Wu Jun's official revenge had begun, but it was much milder than he expected.

This is not in line with Wu Jun's character.

"Got it, you go out first. ”

The secretary nodded, and as soon as he reached the door, the phone rang again.

After standing outside the door to answer, he turned around and said, "Mr. Mi, something happened again." ”

Say. ”

"This time there is still a power outage, and the distribution box of Hongyun Chinese Restaurant, not far from Jingdu Hotel, has also exploded. ”

Mi Jingwen frowned slightly, what does this Wu Jun mean?

Even if Wu Jun suddenly appeared in front of him now and questioned him face to face, he could understand and accept it.

But he just broke another distribution box!

Mi Jingwen really couldn't understand it.

He wanted to call Wu Jun, but when he thought that the Mi family might have a mole, and now his identity was unknown, he held back again.

Wait a little longer and see what Wu Jun will do next.

Soon, a series of news came back, and the Mi family's industries in the capital were all blacked out!

When it was almost dawn, even the industry on Tianjing's side suffered from this situation.

Transformers, generators, and distribution cabinets were all burned to the ground.

But it's only these things that have been destroyed.

There must be collateral losses, but for the Mi family, they are insignificant.

More than a hundred transformers, Mi Jingwen feels that his head is not enough, does Wu Jun have a grudge against transformers?

What is this painless act of revenge?

Punishment is not a punishment, at most a warning.

Something is wrong, Wu Jun's reaction is too strange!

Seeing that the sky outside had already lit up, Mi Jingwen got up and walked out of the study.

The secretary stayed with him all night, and was waiting in the living room with red eyes.

"I immediately went to invite Mr. Liu over, and said that I had something important to discuss with him. ”

"Yes. ”

......

Mr. Liu's age seems to be less than sixty years old, and he was invited by Mi Jingwen at a great price after Su Mingyue.

Compared with Su Mingyue, this Mr. Liu has a good personality and is not so proud.

As long as Mi Jingwen has something to look for him, he almost responds to his request.

And under his guidance, the Mi family's business is going smoothly.

This time he cooperated with Bart and acquired Xizhilin, if he hadn't gotten his approval, Mi Jingwen might not have agreed so simply.

"Mr. Mi, why did you come to me so early?"

"Thank you Mr. Liu for your guidance, the contract on the American side has been signed. ”

"Congratulations to Mr. Mi," Mr. Liu smiled, "Then this matter is over?"

"Nope. Mi Jingwen shook his head with a wry smile and said, "Bart's side wants us to continue to cooperate and really acquire Xizhilin." Mr. Liu, what do you think?"

Mr. Liu frowned, thought for a moment, and said, "It seems that this matter is not so simple, why don't I help you make a hexagram now?"

"I'm tired. ”

Mr. Liu did not hesitate, took out a turtle shell and copper coin from his bag, bowed to heaven and earth three times, and then sprinkled the copper coin on the wooden coffee table.

Hexagram elephant birth.

But Mr. Liu was silent and refused to explain the hexagram for a long time.

"What's wrong, Mr. Liu?"

"The old man has been counting hexagrams for decades, but he has never encountered this kind of hexagram. Mr. Liu said, "It's confusing, and I can't see it clearly." ”

How so?

Mi Jingwen was surprised in his heart, Mr. Liu's methods are very clever, even he can't see through it?

They didn't know that the last time Mr. Liu was able to calculate accurately, and Mi Jingwen was able to sign the contract smoothly, it was because Wu Jun did not interfere in this matter.

Now that Wu Jun is back and personally involved in the next events, even Wu Jun himself has to constantly update the image to predict, and ordinary hexagrams naturally don't show anything.

Mr. Liu wrinkled his brows and thought about it for a long time, and finally decided to try again.

This was originally a taboo for fortune-telling, but he had doubts in his heart at this time and wanted to solve them urgently.

Whoop -

Copper coins landed.

Six copper coins rolled on the coffee table, stopped, and then the faces of the two changed dramatically at the same time.

The distance and orientation of all the copper coins are exactly the same as just now!

"Can't forget it!"

Mr. Liu swept the copper coins together, and put them into the turtle shell with a little trembling hands.

Perhaps because he was too nervous, the turtle shell in his hand was unstable, and it fell to the ground with a snap, breaking into several pieces in an instant.

Mr. Liu's face was as pale as dirt, his whole body was trembling, cold sweat broke out, and he almost collapsed on the ground.

What a bad omen!

Mr. Liu regretted it, why should he be cheap, and he has to count it again?

It's self-defeating!

It's weird enough to cast two identical hexagrams, but even the turtle shell is broken!

Will Lao Tzu be hit by a car when he goes out now?

No, no, it is not advisable to stay for a long time this time, hurry back to worship Master Zu, I hope Master Zu's face is big enough to let him pick up a small life.

"Rice...... Mr. Mi," Mr. Liu said in a slightly trembling voice sweating profusely, "I'm in big trouble this time!"

"Mr. Liu, what's wrong?"

In Mi Jingwen's opinion, a tortoise shell is broken, although it is not a good thing, but it is not like this, right?

"Listen to me, stop now, or disaster will come!"

After speaking, Mr. Liu ignored Mi Jingwen's retention, packed up the broken turtle shell and copper coins, and walked away without looking back.

Is it really that serious?

Mi Jingwen believes in fortune telling, but he doesn't trust it completely.

It is impossible for him to make a hasty decision because of Mr. Liu's one-sided words.

However, this reminded him that Wu Jun was indeed difficult to deal with.

So is it time to stop it, and then take the initiative to find Wu Jun to lose money, or continue to cooperate with Bart?

While he was hesitating, the secretary came over with his phone.

"Mr. Mi, there is a text message from an unknown number. ”

"Say what?"

"There's a kind of you going on!" said the secretary, "that's the exact word." ”

Mi Jingwen instantly thought that this was sent by Wu Jun.

"Call back. ”

The secretary immediately dialed the number, but the phone was turned off.

Mi Jingwen asked the secretary to make himself a cup of ginseng tea, and he needed to relax a little and sort out his thoughts well.

But he had a headache thinking about it, and he couldn't figure out why Wu Jun did it.

That text message seems to be provocative, but Wu Jun would do such a thing that has no practical meaning?

No, he knows very well that Wu Jun is a person, and the way to solve problems is relatively monotonous, and the last thing he will do is to put useless mouth cannons.

He picked up his phone and opened the text again to see if there were any missing words.

When he saw a few simple words on the screen, his heart suddenly shook, and his breathing involuntarily shortened a little.

"There's a kind of you go on!"

Between the word "you" and the word "step", he saw a small space.

Did you accidentally hit the spacebar while typing?

Or is it a small space that has its own special meaning?

If Wu Jun did it on purpose, then what did he mean by that?

"Kind of you?"

Mi Jingwen whispered it a few times, as if it didn't make any sense.

"Do you want to go on?"

Could it be that Wu Jun is asking him to continue to attack Xizhilin, is he a madman?

Mi Jingwen shook his head, feeling that he might have been made crazy by him, and he dared to think so.

But what if Wu Jun really meant that?