After returning to the wealthy family, I was abused by my biological parents

"Got it." Chen Ping'an nodded silently to indicate that he had heard it. "I need more money. Spain should also help me attract some investment. The more the better."

Chen Xiaolong asked in surprise, "Attracting investment isn't a problem, but the question is what on earth do you need so much money for?"

"It's just preparation. Now I just need to raise the profile of my company and let more people know that my return on investment is very high.

Then they will help me attract more investors.”

Chen Xiaolong was stunned for a moment, "Oh my god, you won't run away with the money, will you?"

Chen Pingan almost laughed out of anger.

“Am I that kind of person?

Besides, what do I need so much money for?

It is unlikely that a person can spend 1 billion yuan in his lifetime.

Do I look like someone who likes luxury?"

"That's not really likely. But I hope nothing will happen when you return home!"

Chen Xiaolong shook his head. Chen Pingan didn't like to be too extravagant, and everyone who knew him thought so.

Chen Pingan looked at him and asked, "What happened to that German arms dealer now? If you have resumed normal cooperation, can you get some investment for me?"

Chen Xiaolong said: “It hasn’t been restored, I just changed the supplier.

The channel of the Foreign Legion."

Chen Pingan was really shocked this time.

"Why are you still involved with the Corps?"

Chen Xiaolong shrugged. "Do you remember Hongshun? One of his subordinates was from the Foreign Legion. He helped me contact someone once, and after working with me a few times, he recommended a supplier to me.

I didn't contact that supplier, but instead contacted the battalion commander, and asked him to sell me the retired weapons and ammunition.

He also wanted me to be his agent, but I refused.

This bowl of rice is not tasty and too dangerous.

If you don't work in this field, you wouldn't know that there are fewer and fewer pistols used in street fights nowadays, and most of the fights are with standard rifles.

Damn it!

"I'm quite curious. Austria is supposed to be one of the centers of arms trade, but I don't think Vienna is that chaotic." Chen Ping'an said with a smile.

"That's because Austrians are all doing big business, at least hundreds of millions of dollars. We're lucky if we can do a million," Chen Xiaolong said. "Normally, we're only doing a few hundred thousand dollars."

He didn't really want to talk about this, and Chen Ping'an wasn't very interested either.

"Okay, I've finished my coffee. I'm really surprised that your little shop has managed to stay open until now.

You are a big name in Paris now, and you are not young anymore, so it’s time for you to get married and have children.

It’s time for the Chen family to start training the next generation.”

"Tell me when you are going back to China, and I will go back too." Chen Xiaolong said sullenly.

Chen Ping'an knew that he was talking about going back to burn incense for Uncle Tang, Brother Dao, and Brother Ji. He nodded and sighed.

Tang Xicheng, Shaoji, Xiaodao and Seventh Brother all died in Yuncheng.

That incident put Chen Pingan under great pressure, but even so, he did not kill his biological father Fang Junhong.

He dismantled the Fang Group, and Fang Junhong has been missing until now and no one knows where he went.

Although Chen Ping'an is a suspect, there is no evidence to show that the incident is related to him.

Even Qin Lang, the hero from decades ago, has disappeared.

The last record was the entry record in Hong Kong Island, and then there was no news.

Chen Pingan had not told anyone about these things, and Chen Xiaolong was not very clear about them either.

If we really want to know who knows, it is only the people in Vienna Manor, and Chen Shaohua's family should be excluded.

He spent nearly 2 million yuan on his own affairs.

Before Chen Ping'an left Paris, he had a secret conversation with Chen Shaoliang for about half an hour.

Chen Xiaolong couldn't get anything out of him, so he could only send him to the airport with a depressed look on his face.