My Strength Does Not Allow Me to Low-key

Fuyuan Youxin felt a surge of blood rushing to his forehead. He has experienced countless business negotiations throughout his life, and he has seen all kinds of business colleagues.

But someone like Xiao Feng can be said to be unique, and today is regarded as an eye-opener for him.

To him, this posture of turning a face and not acknowledging people seemed to him to be the current U.S. President Downey.

At this time, he could be said to be anxious, and he almost didn't hold back and he wanted to scold him again, but when the eight-character came to his lips, he was covered by the female assistant next to him.

The two old courtiers behind him grabbed his sleeves one by one.

Just now, it was still 120 million. Just because his son cursed, it rose to 140 million. If he was cursing at this time, it is estimated that people would not be able to rise to 200 million!

Swearing is a relief, but the price is inevitably too expensive.

So at this time, this Fu Yuan had faith, although he was glaring at Xiao Feng, but he didn't dare to speak out.

With a sigh of relief in his heart, he felt as if he was holding a fire in his arms, only feeling the hot and uncomfortable in his arms.

At this time, Xiao Feng looked at him with a smile, and then said to him.

"Mr. Fukumoto, you are more emotional now, and it seems that you are not suitable for negotiation. Or you should take a rest, and we will talk another day."

Without waiting for Fu Yuan to respond, he got up and left the room.

And as soon as he left the room with his front foot, he heard a sound of slamming things from the suite, and then a crackling slap in the face.

Obviously what he said just now made Fu Yuan Youxin mad, and he was venting frantically to a few of his subordinates at this time.

Xiao Feng smiled, went downstairs and went straight to the front desk, opened a room, just downstairs from Fuyuan Youxin's room, and then turned back upstairs.

After entering the room, he lay down on the bed, and then entered a state of meditation. Soon scenes from the room upstairs appeared in his mind.

It turned out that when he had gone upstairs before, he naturally didn't go there in vain. Instead, he left a few Overlord Bees as eyeliners, and continued to stay upstairs to monitor the actions of these people, Fuyuan Youxin.

At this time, Fuyuan Youxin had just finished venting, and the two middle-aged people behind him were all painted on their faces. Obviously they had slapped them before.

That pretty female member of the club seems to be in better condition, but she is also panicked at this time.

"Well, you guys go down first?"

Fuyuan Yuxin, who had vented his anger, said loudly to the two male members, but did not say anything to the female members.

The two middle-aged social animals exchanged glances. They obviously knew what would happen next, but they didn't dare to ask about the boss's personal affairs, and immediately got up and walked out of the room.

Fuyuan Youxin turned around at this time and nodded to the female staff member: "Go and pour me a glass of wine."

The female staff member turned to the bar in the suite with a miserable face, but when she turned around, she was slapped by Fu Yuan Youxin on her body.

Next, there will naturally be a scene that is not suitable for children, but Xiao Feng is not interested in seeing that live spring @宫.

Just about to proceed to the next step, I didn't expect this Fuyuan Youxin's phone to ring suddenly. The old guy picked up the phone and looked at it, and his face suddenly became serious.

When Xiao Feng saw his expression, he knew that things might be a bit weird.

"Mosi, Mosi..."

"...&*()()*#@%……&"

Fortunately, the location where the Overlord Bee was lurking was very good. It happened to be able to hear Fuyuan Youxin's voice on the phone. There was a sound of curses in English from the other side of the phone, and Xiao Feng heard it clearly.

Fukumoto Youxin was scolded with **** heads, but he could only lips Nono, and there was no such thing as the overlord style in front of a few Japanese social animals.

At exactly this time, the female staff member brought a glass of wine and came over, but at this time, Fu Yuan Youxin was completely out of interest, took the glass of wine, and waved her hand to signal the staff member to leave.

As if she had received an amnesty, the female staff quickly bowed her head and left the room.

Fuyuan Youxin copied his stuttering English and explained to the person on the other end of the phone.

"I didn't expect that those guys would fail! They were already the best helpers I could recruit, and no one expected that the Ninth Laboratory would be so tightly guarded."

"#￥%……&*（）@@"

The guy on the other end of the phone was obviously not very satisfied with the answer. He was still like a machine gun, spraying letters at Fu Yuan.

Fu Yuan Youxin can only nod frequently, even if his face is pale with anger, he doesn't dare to mean disobedience.

Xiao Feng heard the voice on the phone, but he felt very familiar, and soon the representative of Estee Lauder, Jeff, appeared in his mind.

It turned out to be that guy, then it was normal.

Think about it before Pierre told himself that when this guy contacted the French, he had hinted to the French that he might arrange for some people to use special methods.

But after that, this guy was quickly settled by Helen's line of the first princess.

At the recent auction, he also obediently paid 100 million U.S. dollars to take away ten kilograms of small-molecule collagen stock solution.

Although he was persuaded by the first princess, this guy would inevitably be unconvinced in his heart. This is normal.

Therefore, it is normal to find this Fuyuan Youxin to use commercial espionage to steal the secrets of the ninth laboratory.

Looking at the obedient expression of Fu Yuan Youxin on the phone, it is obvious that this Jeff is not just a business representative of Estee Lauder, but his identity is definitely very unusual.

Soon Fuyuan hung up the phone when he got a letter, but his face was very ugly. As soon as the phone hung up, he threw the phone to the floor with his hand.

Although there is a thick carpet on the ground, this is not a fruit machine, it is still broken to pieces.

At this time, the dizzy young man who had just been greeted by Fuyuan Youxin slapped him out of the suite.

After a period of time, this guy's face was swollen like a pig's head, and the scene of Fuyuan Youxin's furious furious naturally fell in his eyes.

"What happened? Father!"

Fuyuan Youxin looked up at the young man, and then said, "Taro, give me your phone number and go out!"

The Taro obediently took out the phone and sent it to Fuyuan Youxin, then backed out of the room.

Fuyuan Youxin drew a sip of the whiskey in his hand, then picked up the phone and dialed out.

Originally, Xiao Feng wanted to wait for him to finish the call, but now it seems that there are many secrets hidden in this guy!

So at this time, he wasn't in a hurry anymore, he wanted to see how many secrets Fu Yuan Youxin still concealed.

Fuyuan Youxin's call was connected shortly after he dialed it out. He simply said a few words to the person on the other side of the phone, and then hung up.

Within ten minutes, the door of his room was knocked. He sat over and opened the door. A middle-aged man with a greasy face and exaggerated clothes walked into the room.

"How are things going? Mr. Fukumoto!"

As soon as this guy entered the room, he couldn't wait to ask.

Fuyuan Youxin did not rush to answer, but first greeted him to sit down in the living room, and then poured him a glass of wine.

"The talk was very unsuccessful. The Chinese was very uncooperative and offered me a high price of 140 million yuan today!"

"What? Bageya Road, why doesn't this **** grab it?"

The big oil head wearing very exaggerated on the other side almost didn't jump up directly.

"Is it an exaggeration? Even at this price, that guy doesn't seem to be willing to cooperate with us?"

"You mean that guy is an anti-Japanese?"

Da Youtou's face gradually faded.

"Ah! These Chinese people are really hateful, what age are they, why do they have to do such a thing."

Da Youtou didn't wait for Fuyuan to answer, so he murmured impatiently.

Fu Yuan Youxin, who was on the opposite side, couldn't help but look at him, and said with sarcasm on his face.

"It's not that you sold the land to the Americans to install Thad, can the Chinese people target you?"

Listening to Fuyuan Youxin's words, Xiao Feng had a heartbreak~www.ltnovel.com~ He somewhat guessed the origin of this big oil head.

"Haha, Fu Yuansang, don't say that either. You must know that Xiaotian is 80% owned by Guangrun Society. As for what Guangrun Society does, I think you should know better than me. I'm just one of the front desks. That's it. Actually, selling land to Americans doesn't mean the Japanese do? But in the end, we laughed at the sky. I think you should know all this."

The big oil head's face gradually faded at this time, and when he said such words, all the mockery on Fu Yuan Youxin's face had long since disappeared, and instead he changed into a grinning expression.

"Li Sang, I'm so sorry, I must have been run too hard by the **** Chinese man today, so I was panicked and said a lot of wrong things. Sorry, please don't take it to your heart."

And after hearing Fu Yuan Youxin and this big oil head, after such a conversation, Xiao Feng has basically determined the identity of this big oil head.

If he guessed correctly, this guy should be Xiao Tian family young man, Li Jiushi.

Speaking of Xiaotian Group, in the first two years in China, everyone knew it. It was a Southern Dynasty commercial group that operated a shopping mall.

They had done a good business in China, but they had to die, and they bought a piece of land in the Southern Kingdom to the Americans to set up Thad.

This ignited the anger of the Chinese people, and soon this company was run on the wrong side in China, and the business plummeted.

In the past two years, Xiao Feng has heard rumors about this company. It is said that the company is currently fighting fiercely. The two sons are fighting for control of the company.

Lace News used to fly all over the sky, but now it seems that this big oil head should be the second son of their family.

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