Seducing a little girl, the arms tycoon is addicted to his pet

The two of them fought all the way to the outside of the private room of the Jinyu Gate, and only stopped reluctantly under Mu Ningchi's glare.

Chen Songwen took a step forward and pushed open the door of the private room.

"Brother Chi, please."

The men followed Mu Ningchi into the room one after another and sat on the dark red sofa around the glass table.

The lighting in the private room was soft and warm, the music was turned down low, and the table was filled with various fine wines, exquisite fruit platters and an ice bucket full of ice cubes.

Langsang reached out and picked up an empty wine glass from the tray, opened the lid of the ice bucket, and used a pair of tongs to pick up seven crystal clear ice cubes and put them into the glass.

The ice cubes collided with each other, making a crisp sound. Langsang picked up the bottle of wine beside him and slowly poured the amber liquid into the cup until it was eight-tenths full.

He handed it to Mu Ningchi respectfully.

"Brother Chi."

Mu Ningchi raised his hand to take it, tilted his neck back, and half a cup of wine went into his stomach along his Adam's apple that rolled up and down.

Lang Sang poured wine for the other four men before placing a piece of information in front of Mu Ningchi.

"Brother Chi, these are orders from five countries including Laos, Cambodia, the Philippines, etc. After the cancellation, they were changed to purchase from Myanmar. Bai Sihan has pushed the price very low, should we also... lower the price?"

Mu Ningchi finished the wine in his glass and stood up slightly to take the bottle. Lang Sang took it first and carefully refilled his glass.

"Just give me your orders, Brother Chi. I'll do it."

Mu Ningchi chuckled helplessly.

"Bai Sihan has been in Myanmar for so many years, doing all kinds of business and making a lot of money. The armed forces he has are comparable to ours.

He has plenty of money to start a price war, but our MG company has just started and has tens of thousands of people to support. If we rush to join him in the fun, wouldn't that be exactly what he wants?"

"Small profits but quick turnover..." Lang Sang was worried, and his hand holding the bottle of wine couldn't help but tremble. "Bai Sihan sells cheaply, but at least he is making money. Only we... have no income. If this continues, we will collapse sooner or later."

"What are you collapsing for? You're such a crow's mouth!"

Si Bailey was still angry with Lang Sang, and took the opportunity to throw an orange peel at his head. Lang Sang was not to be outdone, so he reached out and grabbed a grape and threw it at him.

Mercedes and Felion on the side helplessly put their arms around the two men's shoulders and quickly clasped their hands, barely stopping this "war".

Mercedes carefully glanced at Mu Ningchi's face, which was not looking good. He then glared at Si Baili and Lang Sang.

"You two should just go to kindergarten!"

The box fell silent, and Lang Sang looked at Mu Ningchi again.

"Brother Chi, we can't just sit there and wait to be dragged to death by Bai Sihan, right?"

"Of course we have to fight back," Mu Ningchi retracted his gaze, suppressed the anger in his eyes, and said calmly after thinking for a second, "Lower the price immediately, close to the cost."

"Ah?" Lang Sang squinted and approached. "Brother Chi, you just said that you would not engage in a price war with Bai Sihan, but now you want to lower the price. What's the point of this?"

Mu Ningchi shook the wine glass in his hand. "Lowering the price does not mean starting a price war. It's just to show Bai Sihan. Do you know why he suddenly intervened in the arms business?"

"I don't know," Lang Sang shook his head, "but I can roughly guess that Bai Sihan must have a grudge against you, and he doesn't want you to have an easy life."

"Oh, yes," Mu Ningchi chuckled and nodded, "So Bai Sihan doesn't care whether he can make money from making arms. He can even accept a small loss, as long as he can... kill me."

After thinking about it for a while, Lang Sang seemed to understand, "Brother Chi is doing this... to force Bai Sihan to continue to lower the price? But our family background cannot compete with his, so what good will it do us?"

"There are so many benefits..."

Mu Ningchi put down the wine glass in his hand, picked up an empty one from the tray, filled it to eight-tenths, and handed the wine to Lang Sang, scaring him so much that Lang Sang trembled all over.

It's not right to accept or reject.

"Brother Chi, you should just give the order directly! I am willing to go through fire and water for you, and I will obey you in everything. Please don't be so polite, I am afraid..."

Knowing that Lang Sang was timid, Mu Ningchi did not force him and placed the wine glass next to him.

"You've been with me for so many years and have taken on so many orders. Although most of them were done in the open, I think you must have accumulated quite a few secret connections... right?"

Lang Sang was a man who would make money whenever he could. He knew he couldn’t hide it from Mu Ningchi, so he nodded obediently.

"Yes, I'll ask someone to send the information over right away."

"No need," Mu Ningchi looked at Lang Sang with deep eyes, "That's your own way. I won't stop you from making money, and I don't mean to question you. I just want to... borrow your secret line for a while."

"borrow?"

"Ah."

Mu Ningchi nodded and glanced at Chen Songwen. Chen Songwen immediately put the cigarette box and lighter in Mu Ningchi's palm.

"Brother Chi, let me do it," Lang Sang took over and helped Mu Ningchi light the cigarette, "Tell me, what do you need me to do?"

Mu Ningchi held the cigarette between two fingers and took a leisurely puff.

"When Bai Sihan lowers the price, you can use your secret channel to purchase a large amount of arms from him and store them in warehouses. As long as the accounts don't pass through our hands, he won't find out.

There is no chance of winning if we fight head-on, but I promise you, I have another way to deal with Bai Sihan. You just need to be responsible for purchasing, and wait for Bai Sihan to fall, then take orders and sell these materials. By then, all of them will be our capital. "

"Brother Chi, awesome..."

Lang Sang did not ask Mu Ningchi how he planned to deal with Bai Sihan, but he knew that as long as Mu Ningchi gave him a guarantee, he would definitely be able to do it.

The reason why he was willing to follow Mu Ningchi for so many years was because he was convinced by Mu Ningchi's ability to strategize.

Lang Sang knew that this was a huge gamble, and if he was not careful he would lose most of his wealth and life. No wonder Mu Ningchi took the initiative to pour him wine, he needed his support and trust.

Lang Sang reached out and handed him Mu Ningchi's wine glass, then took the wine that Mu Ningchi poured for him, carefully clinked glasses with Mu Ningchi, and drank it all in one gulp.

"Brother Chi, don't worry! Given our friendship, just leave the task to me. I will definitely deliver! I'll do it first!"

Mu Ningchi held the wine glass and drank it all in one gulp, leaving a piece of ice in his mouth to chew lightly.

"Pleasant to work with."

"Then...what are you going to do about the things at home?" Lang Sang said hesitantly, "Brother Chi, even if I don't clear the scene, Mu Tingye will definitely know that you have returned to the country. You have to be careful."

"He's just a straw bag," Mu Ningchi lowered his eyes, "Tomorrow is the old man's funeral. I won't wait for him to come to me. I'll go meet him first."

"Isn't it a bad idea to confront him head-on at this time?"

Lang Sang was worried that Mu Ningchi would suffer a loss due to his impulsiveness, so he tried to persuade him with good intentions.

"Mu Tingye is now the chairman of the Mushi Group. The capital chain in his hands involves the entire Terai country. With just a word from him, the wind direction of Terai country will change accordingly. Now he has joined forces with Bai Sihan..."

"That's why I can't just do nothing and arouse his suspicion, so I'll suffer a little loss tomorrow and let him be proud of himself first. You know, God wants him to die..."

Lang Sang's mind moved, and he quickly continued the conversation with a bright smile.

"I must make him crazy!"

"Yes."

The two men smiled at each other, which made the other men stunned. Mercedes pulled Lasberry's sleeve.

"Sbery, what does this Xia language mean? Can you understand it and translate it for me?"

Si Bailey couldn't stand seeing Mu Ningchi and Lang Sang singing the same tune, so he looked away and snorted coldly.

"I have no idea!!"