Chapter 2010: Carnival
The script Qiao Feiyun gave his assistant was to drop a harsh threat and end the conversation immediately, letting the other party consider whether to accept his conditions.
But no one expected the old godfather to instantly counter-attack, and with one sentence, completely overturn the situation.
When Qiao Feiyun heard him say that there were thousands of family members at the scene, his heart almost jumped out of his throat.
Thousands of people!
Is this fucking going to report to the police, or going to a parade?!
Is this not afraid that things aren't big enough?!
Just when he was terrified, the old godfather had already hung up the phone.
For the old godfather, fifty years of gang life might not have allowed him to truly learn any real skills, but at least he had long been proficient in bluffing people.
Listening to the busy signal on the phone, Qiao Feiyun paced back and forth in the room.
The revenge for his brother's miserable death didn't know where to go, and a bill of 4.1 billion dollars was already in front of him, which made his mentality completely explode, almost on the verge of collapse.
The assistant couldn't help but ask, "Eldest Young Master... what should we do now..."
"What should we do..." Qiao Feiyun muttered with empty eyes, shook his head, and talked to himself, "I don't know what to do either... Feiyu's matter, I don't know how to tell my family, and I don't know how to solve this compensation of over four billion..."
The assistant thought for a while and asked through gritted teeth, "Should we add a little more for them?"
"Add?" Qiao Feiyun asked back, "How much do you think is appropriate to add?"
The assistant considered for a moment and said, "I think we should add another 500,000."
Qiao Feiyun shook his head and said dejectedly, "Impossible. I am willing to add 500,000 to settle things, but the other party definitely won't agree. He has already guessed my weakness; he knows I can't afford to gamble..."
The assistant hurriedly said, "Eldest Young Master, I think they might not be able to afford to gamble either. What they lost were the pillars of their families. If they can't get the pension, their future lives will be very difficult to guarantee!"
Qiao Feiyun gritted his teeth, "You don't understand. This matter, on our side, the decision-making power is in my hands alone. However, on their side, the decision-making power is in the hands of thousands of people! If one of these thousands of people is dissatisfied and runs to report this matter, this nuclear bomb will be detonated! Even if others are willing to accept it, it will be of no avail!"
The assistant suddenly realized.
Although the person who contacted him was only one person, behind him was a group of thousands of people.
When he represented thousands of people to offer conditions, this condition must have been approved by everyone.
However, once this condition was compressed, these thousands of people might not all be able to reach a consensus with him.
Therefore, once there was a slip-up, the matter would completely get out of control.
Thinking of this, he could only tentatively ask, "Eldest Young Master, then... what should we do? Should we agree to them? They only gave us three minutes to consider..."
Qiao Feiyun had already been tortured to the point of explosion by multiple powerful negative emotions at this time.
He had been smooth sailing all his life and had never encountered such a predicament, so he didn't know what to do for a while.
However, time was passing second by second.
Seeing that there were less than thirty seconds left in the three-minute countdown, Qiao Feiyun clenched his fists tightly, gritted his teeth, and roared, "Agree to him!"
Although the assistant also felt extremely painful, he knew there was no other way at this moment, so he immediately called the old godfather.
Old Godfather Ryan was holding his breath with thousands of people, waiting for the phone to ring again.
The thousands of people gathered below had completely ignored their sadness, and everyone was eagerly waiting for the other party's reply.
They also didn't expect the old godfather to dare to shout a quote of five million, but when the old godfather shouted this number, they were all hoping in their hearts that this matter could be settled once and for all.
Just as the three minutes were about to pass, the old godfather's phone rang again.
Everyone's expressions were filled with intense excitement, and everyone subconsciously clenched their fists, just waiting for the final result.
At this time, the old godfather pressed the answer button unhurriedly and spat out a word coldly, "Speak!"
Qiao Feiyun's assistant on the other end of the phone had already felt the pressure from the old godfather.
He could only bite the bullet and say, "Our boss has already agreed to your request, but you must guarantee that no one will report this matter to the police!"
The faces of everyone below were instantly filled with excitement. ===== CHAPTER 2011 =====
End of Chapter
