Chapter 352: How can the young master be a fool

"And then, you signed this agreement? You have forgotten what kind of brand Patek Philippe is, and 100 million mira will buy more than half of its shares! ”

Duchamp pointed at Baron Teresa with a trembling finger, so angry that his words were knotted.

Baron Theresa cautiously laughed: "The account can't be calculated like this, Stellory, with this new shareholder with great powers, Patek Philippe can make more money every year, and we can get more share." ”

For a moment, Duchamp felt that countless words were about to pop up in his chest, but he was panicked by something. He was so busy during this time that he forgot to explain the matter of the route to Baron Theresa, and he didn't expect to provoke such a demon moth.

Looking at Baron Teresa, who was deceived but didn't know it, Duchamp couldn't cry or laugh for a while, and it took him a long time before he turned back to the topic.

"Patek Philippe is not dealing with ordinary products, but high-end luxury goods, and the annual market share is fixed, how can it be possible to expand the turnover indefinitely. Besides, we already have a profit of 30 million in this year's spring auction, and the summer auction will make so much more, which is 60 million, which is about the same as the profit that can be shared in the end of this contract, so why bother to transfer it out? ”

Baron Theresa hesitated, "However, when I heard him say it today, it seemed to make sense. ”

Duchamp glanced at the baron with disdain, and suddenly caught a hint of something wrong in this sentence: "You said 'today'? ”

Sir Lincoln added: "The contract was only signed this morning and I was present at the time. ”

Duchamp complained weakly to Sir Lincoln: "I always thought you were a man of understanding, why would you agree to sign such an agreement with the Baron, which is not cost-effective at first glance?" ”

Sir Lincoln let out a long sigh and said with some embarrassment: "That gentleman is a big man in the business circles of the imperial capital, and this time he has become a member of the preparatory committee of the Royal Airship Society. If we want to fulfill the Viscount's commission, we must entrust his relationship in order to snatch this vital route for the territory between the teeth of so many nobles. With only a few days to go until the conference, we need to seize our chance. ”

Duchamp rolled his eyes and thought angrily in his heart, the real god is in front of you, but you don't know it. He dragged out his voice and asked in a strange way: "In the preparatory committee of the Royal Airship Society, there is such a crucial person, why don't I know." What is his name? ”

Sir Lincoln solemnly introduced: "His name is Herman Conley, he is the president of the Conlaitt Society, and one of the directors of the Lainford Society, and he has an extraordinary relationship with the reformist officials, and many of the Prime Minister's staff are his guests." ”

Duchamp heard the name, and his nasal cavity let out several "hums". "What about the deposit of 100 million meters, which must have been handed over to the Royal Airship Association through his channel?"

Hearing Baron Theresa's affirmative answer, Duchamp's teeth were sore, and the pig-killing knife in his heart was already sharpened.

Conlait, isn't it the dead fat man who drove for the master on the day he came to the imperial capital, and he was so slandered in front of the master!

Duchamp's heart has been turning a dozen thoughts, and all he thinks about is whether to hang the fat pig, or to skin it alive, or to light the wick. It wasn't until a round of Manchu Ten Tortures was finished that his mood improved a little and he began to think about business.

"Go and make an appointment with him and tell him that another shareholder of Patek Philippe has objections to this agreement, and if I can't be convinced," he said earnestly, "Go and make an appointment with him, and tell him that another shareholder of Patek Philippe has objections to this agreement, and if I can't be convinced, I will appeal to the court and terminate it." Also, don't tell him my name, I'm going to let this fat fat man bleed out. ”

Baron Theresa and Sir Lincoln, who had not understood the meaning of 'bloodletting', thought that Duchamp meant that the price of the shares was too low and that they wanted to negotiate with the other party, which was reasonable, so they found a communicator to contact them.

After a while, Baron Teresa went upstairs and said that he had made an agreement with President Conlaite to come to his castle in the evening for dinner**, and by the way to have some negotiations on the terms of cooperation.

Duchamp nodded, trying to squeeze out a smile, and reassured Baron Theresa, telling him and Sir Lincoln to go back first, and see you in the evening.

After seeing Baron Teresa and Sir Lincoln walk away, Duchamp walked towards the rehearsal room with a gloomy face, and the more he thought about it, the more angry he became, and the more angry he became, the more he wanted to make the dead fat man bleed, and he kept thinking of all kinds of plans to cut off his children and grandchildren, and he didn't even notice when he bumped into others.

"Hey, Styri, you look like you've lost a million!"

A familiar voice rang in my ears.

"Fang! What are you doing here! Hearing this familiar voice, Duchamp happily raised his eyes to see that there was a heroic man with a big sword standing next to him, it was not Fang Wesley, who he hadn't seen for a long time.

"Look at you like this, the holiday should be pretty good."

Fang's face was vicissitudes: "Don't mention it, since I came home from vacation, I was caught by my uncle for devil training, and I didn't release it until yesterday." Early this morning, I got on the train and ran over. ”

Duchamp listened, and threw a detection at Fang, and sure enough, the level had successfully broken through level 70, and it seemed that the devil's training was really effective.

Dushang patted Fang on the shoulder and said, "That's right, it seems that the strength has advanced to another level, and it has reached the realm of the seventh layer of martial arts." I've been blackmailed for a whole 100 million today, and I need people to fight, are you interested? ”

"Fight! Great, who to fight with and when to go? Fang's series of words popped up.

"Fang, who are you going to fight with?" A group of people in the room heard the keyword.

Duchamp said with a calm face: "Someone blackmailed my master for a large sum of money today, and I plan to call him at night, so I have to break that kid's three legs and set his house on fire." ”

"Stellarity, it's not a good habit to fight and kill, not to mention that this is in the imperial capital, ordering other people's houses at every turn will cause harassment." The little prince of the love song poured a scoop of cold water on Duchamp very discordantly.

Duchamp sneered and said: "People not only blackmail me, but also in your name, don't you care?" ”

Olivier was stunned for a moment and said, "Is there still my share?" ”

Duchamp grabbed Olivier to the next room, and recounted the incident of someone posing as the Royal Airship Society, blackmailing the local nobles, and finally detouring to Duchamp.

When Olivier heard this, he was furious: "This is simply the opposite, the margin of 100 million meters, but I really dare to open my mouth." Before the Airship Association opened, the reputation of these liars was ruined. His face turned red, and he turned around in place several times in succession, and suddenly grabbed Duchamp's arm: "When will you call the door?" I happen to have a right-hand man here, so I'm going to call him and grab a gun on the way. ”

Duchamp was surprised and said, "I thought you would say, 'Go and call the royal guards.'" ”

Olivier said angrily: "Then we have to wait for the master to be cool." "Unconsciously, Duchamp's mantra 'little master' has also gradually been promoted in this circle.

Duchamp's eyes showed a fierce look: "I stabilized him just now, only said that I was not satisfied with the contract, and agreed to go to the man's house for dinner time to discuss." Let's take a look at how to be foolproof. ”

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