The Condor Heritage

(For an old man in his 40s, it is already a luxury to be sick for a day. If this is interrupted and he loses his pursuit, he will not have to drink the northwest wind later...)

(PS: It's too difficult to write too many daily Bitma Push plots... I checked these Japanese languages ​​for a long time, and I'm convinced...)

Sean looked forward, his cold eyes locked on Yamada Yoshihito's neck.

"You guess, now you are beaten to death, will the government dare to detain me!"

In a word, the air in the house seemed to solidify. Yamada Yoshihito only felt difficulty breathing, and sweat from his head oozed out.

"Your death cannot be lifted up at all!"

"Even if I beat you to death with my own hands, the matter is very turbulent, and the government will only find someone to come out to take the blame."

"I, I..." Yamada Yoshihito was numb.

He finally realized that the negotiating object is completely different from what he had seen before.

For other companies, even for world-class large companies, the negotiators are just company employees and do not have any special identities.

But the person in front of him is different. He is not only the boss of the company, not only the entrepreneur, but also the person with the largest private armed forces in the world.

And I am just an inconspicuous boss of my subsidiary, and there are many such companies in Tokyo, and there are more to the whole country.

"Puu!" Yamada Yoshihito slipped out and knelt directly on the ground. With a 'bang', he knocked his head heavily.

"sorry!"

This was simply, Torre didn't expect it.

"What I want to see is your sincerity, not a bullshit and apologize. Your apology means nothing to me."

"Hayi!" Kneeling on the ground without raising his head, Yamada Yoshihito's head quickly turned.

When I contacted him before, Yoshihito Yamada had a plan in mind that he would make money by making a card swiping machine, and sell it directly or operate it yourself. As long as the same effect is achieved, it is enough.

As for the bullshit that you treat products as children, the bullshit craftsman spirit is just a silly person.

Why do you do sales if you don’t want to make money?

Wouldn't it be good to put it at home and play with it yourself?

I haven't heard anyone gave birth to a baby for sale!

From beginning to end, there is only knife music, knife music, or fucking knife music!

It's just about making more money and making less money.

Of course, as a whole, Yamada Yoshihito is not ready to sell it. As long as the company is there and the team is there, there will be a steady stream of products being made.

Hens that lay golden eggs cannot be sold!

"It is my honor to be attracted to Mr. Sean. Since Mr. Sean likes it, this product and all related patents can be sold."

"Price!" Sean's voice was emotional.

“30 million!”

"JPY!"

"Dollar!" Yamada Yoshihito looked up suddenly.

"I fucking think you're crazy about money!" Sean was so upset by this guy. He was so fucking that he was hitting his head, and he was fucking thinking about the lion.

This is the legendary view of wealth as life!

For such people, such pure people, sometimes threats are really useless...

"You can help me settle the accounts." Sean changed his tone.

Yamada Yoshihito looked up at Sean.

"If I arrange for someone to kill you and then arrange for someone to take the blame, how much does it cost to find someone?"

"This..." Yamada Yoshihito was stunned. How much would it cost to kill me?

"Then you calculate again. When you die, the company will be transferred to a newcomer. How much will the heir sell the product to me because of fear?"

Yamada Yoshihito Khan came out.

"Do you do it again. Will your wife choose to remarry after receiving various compensation?"

Yamada Yoshihito's face turned pale.

"I remember that book is the country with the most children abused in the world, and it mostly occurs in single-parent families."

"Okay! Stop talking!" Yamada Yoshihito stood up suddenly.

Sean looked at Yamada Yoshihito and continued, "Of course, I will have to waste more time on this, but it's okay. As long as I hand over the task to the people below, they will handle it properly."

"So, you can combine the two choices with different costs and give me a reasonable price again. As a businessman, you have to consider a cost control."

"After all, Lao Ma told us that if there is 50% profit, capital will take risks. For 100% profit, capital will dare to trample on all human laws."

"I believe you won't understand this. It just so happens that I am a capitalist!" Sean looked at Yamada Yoshihito with a smile.

Yamada Yoshihito covered his face and began to calculate quickly in his mind.

Looking at Yamada who was in deep thought, Sean felt very satisfied with his powerful ‘negotiation’ skills.

With so many powerful "negotiation" capabilities, why worry about not being able to buy this platform for laying golden eggs at a low price!

For the investment, time spent, development prospects and future profit margins, all of these must be considered.

Well, we also need to consider the subsequent impact of murder, which is also an intangible cost.

As for my wife...

This doesn't matter, it's better to replace it with a new one.

Sean thought Yamada Yoshihito would worry about these things, obviously, he overestimated them.

"28.25 million!" Yamada raised his head and said weakly.

Sean:???

I've been squandering so many verbal talks, you reduced me 1.75 million!?

Seeing that Sean's eyes became more and more dangerous and his breathing became heavier, it was very likely that he would collapse at any time, Yamada Yoshihito quickly changed his words, "26.5 million!"

Sean:???

Damn it!

Sean was shocked!

Are there really people in the world who want money but don’t have life?

Fuck, I don't believe it!

Sean reached out and pointed at Yamada Yoshihito's leg, and Torey lowered his muzzle and pulled the trigger directly.

"Bang"

"Ah!" Yamada Yoshihito fell to the ground with a scream, holding his calves in his hands and screaming.

Sean didn't say anything, just watched it. After a while, Yamada Yoshihito's scream suddenly stopped. He raised his hand and saw that there was no trace of blood. He looked down again. However, his pants were torn and his calf was intact, but a hole was made on the floor on the ground.

After breathing a sigh of relief, Yamada Yoshihito was really scared to death.

"I'll give you the last chance, and I may not be able to play so accurately next time!" Sean said in a sinister voice.

"24 million, really can't be less!"

Sean: 250??

"Bang!"

"ah!"

Another bullet passed by Yamada Yoshihito's hand. The scorching pain came. The bullet flew over the side, and the skin was gone, and blood was flowing out in an instant.

"21.5 million, no less, really no less. If you have less, just kill me. If you have no money, you might as well die just because you don't have money!" Yamada Yoshihito held his head, curled up on the ground and shivered.

Sean could see that this guy was really afraid.

But even to this level, even if you still have a price, you are fucking convinced!

For one hundred and one hundred thousand, Sean is really

Can kill...

However, it will take too long to get into trouble.

In case it attracts some people's attention during the process.

Make some trouble for yourself...

Forget it, forget it, the bank has a big plan, so there is no need to stare at this little bit of profit.

After all, I am a serious businessman!

Blinking his eyes, Sean laughed and reached out to pull Yamada Yoshihito up, "Yamada, I'm just a joke with you, why are you still taking it seriously!"
To be continued...