He Qin and others looked dull.

What does Jiang Beichen mean?

A bare threat! Unexpectedly, when he arrived at their Erye He, this kid would still be arrogant?

"Dad, he's looking for death! Or I'll take people to destroy him now!"

He Long really couldn't bear it anymore, with a ferocious expression on his face.

"What's the hurry!"

"Since he's here, he's still a turtle in the jar. It's not too late to get involved with him after the talks are over!"

He Qin also looked angry, but he still endured it.

The group came to the conference room one after another.

As soon as he sat down, He Qin couldn't help laughing.

"Mr. Jiang, I'm here today, I must have negotiated with Sanshui Company?"

He Qin straightened the point.

Jiang Beichen shook his head helplessly, "Mr. He Er asked knowingly, that Jiang naturally came for Sanshui Company. Miss He Xin has asked me to handle the matter with full authority. I am now the second largest shareholder of He's family, and I do have this right!"

"Okay, refreshing!"

He Qin clapped his hands and immediately his servant handed over a contract.

"This is a company transfer contract. As long as Mr. Jiang signs a letter on it, the grudge between us will be eliminated in one fell swoop!"

"Acquisition contract?"

Jiang Beichen frowned slightly.

He had already expected this.

After all, He Qinwei is just a Sanshui company. Although the methods are not so brilliant, the purpose is very clear.

"What is the value of Sanshui Company? I believe you know that Mr. He is clear. It seems that it is a little short of only 800 million yuan?"

Jiang Beichen's face turned pale after seeing the contract, but a trace of anger flashed in his eyes.

Sanshui is He's pillar industry, with a market value of 5 billion yuan. The other party only gave him 800 million yuan and treated him as a beggar?

"What, I think it's too little?"

He Long suddenly sneered from the side.

"A man surnamed Jiang, you have to know that the entire Sanshui has now become paralyzed. If the capital chain breaks and the market value collapses, it may not be worth 80 million. Why don't you sell it quickly? "

"My dad gives you 800 million, which is already a great gift, do you understand?"

He Long couldn't help but sneer.

"Eighty million?

Gift?”

Jiang Beichen couldn't help but shake his head and laugh.

"Master He Er, the noble master is so unfamiliar with the world. He actually calls him 800 million yuan, which is called a gift?"

Jiang Beichen asked again at He Qin.

"how?

Do you think, less?”

He Qin's eyes narrowed slightly, and murderous intent flashed through his eyes.

“It’s a little less!”

Jiang Beichen nodded: "This way, your shares were sold for one billion before, right?

Otherwise, take it out!"

"You mean, let me add another 200 million?"

He Qin's face calmed down a little.

He also knew that Jiang Beichen had some background, and not to mention anything else, at least there was Lei Tianba behind him, which made him a little afraid.

Otherwise, it would definitely not be a negotiation today, and I would not have taken out 800 million to buy it, but robbed it directly! "Yes, as long as you sign, I will immediately transfer the 100 million to your account!"

He Qin thought for a while, but finally agreed.

No matter what, it is still very cost-effective to buy Sanshui for one billion. After all, Sanshui has a market value of 5 billion yuan, and he has made a fortune every year! But at this time, Jiang Beichen smiled but said nothing.

He Qin and his men all looked a little dazed.

"Mr. Jiang, do you have any other requirements?"

He Qin asked with a frown.

Jiang Beichen smiled faintly and said, "Master He Er was afraid he misunderstood what I mean!"

Now it was He Qin's turn to be confused, "What are you misunderstanding?

Didn’t you come to sell Sanshui today?”

When he thought that Sanshui was about to collapse, Jie Shi was worthless. This kid must be here to beg him to buy Sanshui today.

But judging from this meaning, it seems that this is not the case! "Do you think I said one billion is the price of Sanshui?"

Jiang Beichen shook his head and laughed.

"Master He Er, I think you understood it wrong!"

"I paid this one billion, which is the price of your life, father and son!"

Speaking of this, Jiang Beichen's mouth slightly raised.

Everyone looked dull.

Damn it! It's too steely! It turns out that I'm not here to negotiate, I'm here to find fault?

"Boy, you're looking for death!!"

He Long finally couldn't help it, so he slapped the table and stood up.

Hula! Suddenly, a group of burly men suddenly rushed into the door, all of whom were full of flesh and muscles like dragons.

These people are masters trained by He Qin in recent years, and there are even many internal martial artists! "Mr. Jiang, I think I have already done my best, right?"

He Qin's murderous intent was no longer hidden.

"If you don't go in heaven, you have no way, and if you have no way to hell, you have to break in?"

"I will give you one last chance and honestly sign the contract on the table. I can let you go, otherwise..." "What else?"

Jiang Beichen interrupted with a sneer and a disdainful expression on his face.

"Do you think that just by your subordinates, you can stop Jiang?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Jiang Beichen slapped the table.

The contract on the table was split into pieces, and then the paper flew away like a blade.

Ah—All screams came, and the big men in the front row all covered their hands and screamed.

The audience was stunned.

What is this method?

Flying leaves hurt people?

"You, are you a master of martial arts?"

A middle-aged man present screamed in shock.

He is a master of the upper realm of internal strength and his knowledge is far from ordinary.

He knew how difficult it was to do this. Even the master of Qi might not be able to do this. This requires extremely delicate control of the Gangqi. Only the true energy of the martial arts master can do it! The master of martial arts master?

Everyone was in an uproar, all of them looked horrified.

No wonder this kid is fearless and as if he is entering a state of no one.

Unexpectedly, he was the master of martial arts! He was a person who even the aristocratic race had to treat him differently.

"Boy, so what if you are a master of martial arts? I have a gun!"

He Long looked unwilling and immediately took out the real guy from his arms.

But at this time, Jiang Beichen moved his finger slightly again, and a piece of paper suddenly shot over.

He Long felt his wrists cool, and his hand holding the pistol rolled to the ground. The cross section was so flat, but blood was shot out, and even there was a severe pain.

He Long couldn't help but scream with his arms.

"Boy, you dare to hurt my son!"

He Qin's eyes were about to break, and the other backbones stood up one after another, shocked and angry.
To be continued...