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Chapter 594 What a joke, how much is face worth?
"Haha, that's interesting."

"It's quite interesting. Are you two here to tell us a joke?"

After hearing this, Xiao Jun just laughed.

I think this cheap cousin is probably overthinking. He must have stepped on dog shit when he went out this morning. He ate and took things with him, and yet he still thought of asking for money from him.

hum!

I really want to eat shit.

There is no such good thing in dreams.

Mou Qizhong was similar, with a hint of sarcasm in the depths of his eyes, and an expressionless face as he said the words of refusal.

Why did they react so strongly?

Of course, what these two bastards said just now was a bit too naive.

It was almost like asking the two of them to take money out of their pockets and share it with the two whimsical bastards in front of them.

The so-called business talks.

In fact, I came here for the Little Prodigy Electronic Technology Company which is currently at its peak.

I came here for the hot-selling Little Prodigy brand VCDs and Little Prodigy brand learning machines on the market.

Want to invest.

To its original shares.

Isn't this just wishful thinking?

"I'm sorry, our company has long passed the financing window and has no plans to raise funds at the moment."

"Can't you make an exception?"

"No, I'm the general manager of Little Prodigy, I have the final say, but I can't make an exception for you just because you're my cousin, then can I still be the general manager?"

The second young master Qian looked at Tong Hui for help.

Tong Hui also looked unhappy.

He didn't expect to be rejected so straightforwardly, and felt that his Tong family's reputation was not saved.

It made him a little angry and embarrassed.

However, he is a very cunning person. Even if the first deal fails, there is still a second one, so he can't be in a hurry to turn against him.

He said with a cold expression on his face: "Excuse me for being blunt, Brother Xiao, you are only the general manager of this little prodigy, not the absolute majority shareholder, so you may not necessarily be able to make the decision, right?"

Xiao Jun rolled his eyes at him and said confidently and expressionlessly: "Then give it a try."

damn thing!
Dare to say that I can’t make the decision.

Do you know who Laozi is?
My father-in-law, father-in-law, and wife are all shareholders of this company, and two of my buddies are also major shareholders of this company. Together, what does the absolute controlling rights count for?
You bastard, you say I can’t make the decision, then eat shit.

Tong Hui didn't know that Xiao Jun had already cursed him in his heart, and even his ancestors had been called names several times, making him so humiliated that he almost picked his nose with his little finger and threw it in his face.

He saw that Xiao Jun had a blank expression on his face.

But he didn't talk much and wanted to get angry, but he endured it again.

After holding it in for a long time, he said impatiently, "Okay, let's put the financing issue on hold and talk about it later. However, we, the Tong family, want the agency rights for VCD in Guangdong Province and the VCD market in Southeast Asia. You can't sell the products to others in the future."

He said it confidently.

It seemed as if the market in Guangdong Province and the market in Southeast Asia should belong to their Tong family.

After hearing this, Xiao Jun frowned and couldn't help but pick his nose with his little finger.

hateful!

Patience is limited!
He wants to hit someone.

Mou Qizhong, who was sitting on the sofa on the other side, was much calmer.

After hearing this, he just showed a strange expression as if to expect it.

Then he winked at Xiao Jun, who was frowning and clenching his fists, signaling him to calm down.

He took the initiative to move his butt a little closer, looked at Tong Hui who looked as if it was a matter of course and said seriously: "Young man, is this your own idea or the idea of ​​the adults in your family?"

In fact, his subordinates had told him a few days ago that this young Tong wanted to visit him and discuss with him the overseas sales of Little Prodigy brand VCDs.

What does going overseas mean?

In fact, it is smuggling. The Tong family has a large number of human traffickers under their control. They don't engage in human trafficking because there is no evidence, but they do things for money, openly or secretly, and help transport people who want to work illegally on the other side. This has always existed.

Occasionally, some things are brought in.

For example, small household appliances and toilets that are not available in the mainland, and large motorcycles and cars.

Question: Why did Mou Qizhong know this?
This is simple. Didn’t he have a Mercedes-Benz that had just been bathed?
I got it through the connections of the Tong family.

So he actually knew the father of this Young Master Tong, otherwise he wouldn't have asked Young Master Tong these questions just now. Was it Young Master Tong's own idea to come here today, or was it the idea of ​​his father Tong Muyang?

Tong Shao said with an arrogant look on his face: "Is there any difference?"

The influence of their Tong family in Pengcheng is obvious. It is a mountain that no one can move. Even if the other party is a fierce dragon crossing the river, it has to lie down when it arrives in Pengcheng.

snort!
The richest man in the three southwestern provinces?

It's nothing special. How can a mountainous area in the inland area, which is so poor that it almost has to beg for food, be qualified to talk about the title of "richest man"?

Look at the way he's acting.

I'm afraid he really doesn't take the three words "Mou Qizhong" seriously, and he is not just pretending to be cool.

Mou Qizhong looked at him with an expression of a newborn calf who is not afraid of a tiger and said, "It's a good thing for a young man to have confidence. How about this, you call your father, in front of me, and tell me my name, and hear what your father, the big-headed Tong, has to say."

The three words "Tong Datou" were the nickname of Tong Muyang when he was young and made a name for himself in the underworld.

No one has dared to call it that for many years.

In Tong Hui's eyes, those who dare to call him that are all his father's friends, and some are seniors who are more awesome than his father.

But he was also sure that he had never heard of any relationship between this Mou and his father.

Are you lying to me?

No, this old guy dares to call me that, he must be sure. Should I make a phone call and ask?

For a while.

His eyes were cloudy and uncertain.

Naturally, he came here on his own initiative, but his plan to take advantage of the little prodigy was not his own decision. It was a task assigned to him by his father himself.

The little prodigy is so popular, and its VCDs and learning machines are selling so well. It is also a local enterprise in Pengcheng.

Tong Jia is not blind, how could he turn a blind eye to it?
Moreover, just like the Tong family, the Qian family and the Zhao family were both started by a group of local villagers with the same surname. Both of these families were able to get a piece of the pie, so why couldn't the Tong family get a piece of the pie when it came to their turn?
To put it bluntly, are you looking down on the Tong family?
So the old man of the Tong family personally gave the order, asking his only son who had just started out to take care of the matter and contact the local Little Prodigy Company to ask them to give an explanation.

For example, if the Tong family happens to have overseas (smuggling) channels, then let the Little Prodigy Company take out the overseas channels for their company's products and hand them over to the Tong family. This way, it can be a win-win situation and the company can also save face.

Tong Muyang's original intention might not be to let his son seize power by trickery, but just to restore some face for his own Tong family.

However, when it came to implementation, the young boy was obviously dissatisfied with it.

What’s the point of just getting an exclusive overseas agency right?
Is he, a young boy, so petty? No way.

We also have to add the exclusive agency rights in Guangdong Province.

By the way, don’t the Qian family and the Zhao family both have shares in this little prodigy?
Then our Tong family wants it too.

If not, wouldn’t it be embarrassing?
So he wanted them all. Only in this way could he fully demonstrate his abilities as a young boy new to the world and make his father look at him with new eyes.

As the saying goes, a newborn calf is not afraid of a tiger. Mou Qizhong was absolutely right in describing this young boy.

This young Master Tong is here to take advantage of the situation and to use the power of their Tong family to put pressure on this outsider.

"how?"

"My dear nephew, are you afraid to even make a phone call?"

The three words "Tong Datou" made Tong Hui a little dumbfounded.

Still hesitating.

But Mou Qizhong will not indulge him. If he gets involved with these juniors for too long, it will be a loss of face. If the news gets out, will he, the richest man in the three southwestern provinces and who is about to be ranked among the top three in the Hurun National Rich List, still have any face?
Xiao Jun shook his head.

He also felt that these two bastards in front of him would not be able to get back at him tonight because they had found the wrong people.

Hey, wrong place too.

If it weren't for those two bastards coming to the nightclub tonight to block him, and Lao Mou, but instead they chose to go directly to the company, showing off their carriages and talking to him, Xiao Jun, alone, he might not have been able to handle it so easily.

Maybe, in order to eliminate the Tong family's targeting, I really have to cut some flesh, shed some blood, and give them some sweetness to taste.

But now, hehe, with Lao Mou standing in front, he has saved himself some trouble.

"But it's just the agency rights for Guangdong Province, and there are overseas channels. Now you can't sell your products. Instead of letting them rot and eventually benefiting your competitors, why not let our Tong family do it? Is it necessary to alarm my father?"

This Tong Hui is not stupid.

From what Mou Qizhong said, it was obvious that he was very familiar with his father. If he called back and told the situation, and got scolded by the old man, wouldn't that be completely humiliating?

Mou Qizhong shook his head and said with a smile: "Don't worry about this, nephew. Even if it benefits our competitors, we will not easily hand over our overseas channels, especially to your Tong family. After all, smuggling is illegal. Haha, we are a formal enterprise."

Since he has no shame, he is not going to give him face.

The question was whether the other party was the one who came to his door first and then broke up with him. He also gave him face and asked him to call his family first to ask whether he should continue to target them.

But people don’t listen!

There’s nothing we can do about it. So what if he’s a local tyrant?
snort!
This fierce dragon that has crossed the river is now dealing with the local snake.

Otherwise, if he really gave in, wouldn't anyone be able to come and slap him, Mou, in the face?
smuggling?

Tong Hui's face suddenly changed, and he asked ferociously: "Who are you saying is smuggling?"

"Old man, you can eat whatever you want, but you can't say anything you want, or you'll get punished."

He was now certain that the old man in front of him was definitely not one of his own, and he certainly wasn't familiar with his father. Otherwise, why would he directly say that their Tong family was smuggling just because of some minor disputes?
After all, this is something that can cost lives.

"Clap clap clap."

Mou Qizhong reacted faster than him. Before he could rush forward to cause trouble, Mou Qizhong clapped his hands and a group of burly men rushed in from outside the door.

"Throw it out."

Just three words fully demonstrate his domineering attitude as a master.

"you dare!"

"Let me go. Do you know who I am?"

"Look, Master, don't hit me..."

"I, I, I, it's none of my business, brother, cousin, I'm your brother, tell them to stop and don't throw me out with them."

Too ugly.

But no matter how loudly Tong Hui shouted or how loudly Young Master Qian fought, it was of no use how the people they brought in resisted.

It would be fine if you don't resist, at most you will be lifted up and thrown out, but if you dare to resist, it is inevitable that you will be beaten up and have a bloody head.

Finally, after seeing the miserable state of their followers, the two roosters stopped crowing. A wise man would not suffer a loss in front of him. So, let it go. Even if it's a little embarrassing, it's better than getting beaten, right?
In the private room, the place was cleared, Xiao Jun gave a thumbs up and said, "Brother, you are awesome, this is the Tong family's shame in Pengcheng now."

"Stop the fucking bullshit."

Mou Qizhong was not polite to him: "You disaster star, if you hadn't come today, how could I have done more than this?"

"And I have to wipe your ass."

"You are obviously the general manager of this little prodigy family, not me, Old Mou. I am wronged and have made a deadly feud with the Tong family. How dare you laugh?"

After saying that, he angrily said, "Do you believe me, I'll give you two sticks?"

Xiao Jun chuckled.

He was pretending to dodge. Of course, Mou Qizhong was just pretending to hit him but he wouldn't really hit him.

Xiao Jun dodged and said with a smile: "Is your face not face? Only the face of the Tong family is face? This brat dared to come to you on his own initiative. Hehe, isn't he just waiting to be ridiculed by you?"

"You still said."

"Okay, okay, let's stop talking and talk about something practical. Let's not talk about face or not. Just tell me, who is doing the overseas market for this little prodigy now? Including the entire Southeast Asia, the Russians, and the Eastern Europe. Is it Nande International Trade under your name that is handling the line? Can they do it? Do they dare to do it?"

Seeing that Mou Qizhong finally did not make any move to hit him again.

Xiao Jun crossed his legs and said leisurely, "Of course, Brother Mou, if you change your mind and don't want to do it anymore, that's fine. I'll call and call in those two bastards who were just thrown out of the nightclub by your people. It doesn't matter who you do it to, what do you think, Brother Mou?"

How much is face worth?

Bullshit, it’s all bullshit, it’s all because of profit.

Mou Qizhong saw that Xiao Jun had exposed his intentions.

I don't pretend anymore.

Put away the anger on your face.

He sat back in his original position, crossed his legs, and said with a smile, "You said so. In order to compete for the overseas channel, I offended Tong Datou tonight. If you don't give Xiao Shentong's overseas channel to Nan De Trade under my name, I will turn against you."

"If you turn your face, you turn your face."

Seeing his expression change, Xiao Jun quickly continued, "Stop, I'm not saying I disagree, I'm just saying that this matter may not be decided by me alone. Overseas channels are a small matter, but offending the Tong family is not a small matter. If they do something bad to us, we are not afraid, but the little prodigy may be in trouble.

This Tong Hui is nothing, but his father Tong Datou was a local figure in Pengcheng more than ten years ago. Although he has been trying to clean up his name over the years, his blood is still there and he still has a group of people under him. If you offend him, I suggest you be really careful. "

"He dares."

"It's not a question of whether you dare or not."

Xiao Jun said with some concern: "Besides, there is also Lu kid, no, Mr. Lu, why don't you... inform him too?"

When it comes to job titles at work, Xiao Jun can't tell, but slowly he starts to act like a general manager.

Mou Qizhong thought for a moment and said, "Ahem, let me call Lu."

The older you get in the world of martial arts, the less courageous you become. In the end, he was panicking.

(End of this chapter)