It was a very simple story, but Edwards' eyes were already red as he told the story.

Chen Pingan made some black tea while listening, poured a cup for Edwards, and motioned him to moisten his throat.

After he finished speaking, Chen Pingan turned the small teacup in his hand, looked into his eyes and said:

“You want to do business with me, but you haven’t told me what kind of business it is.

I'm not very interested in your story.

Such joys and sorrows happen every minute in the world.

If you just want to tell me a story, I can only say that I sympathize with you."

Edwards shook his head slightly and said:

"Mr. Chen, I overheard the conversation between you and your friend at the hot pot restaurant.

If what you say is true, you will make a lot of money in the futures market very quickly.

I need money, a lot of money.

I'm going to hire some professionals from Europe to rescue my family."

Chen Pingan looked at him in surprise, somewhat unbelievable.

"You're not thinking of selling yourself to me!

I just saw that you are a top graduate from Wharton Business School.

You came here to study simply because you like Chinese culture. In fact, I guess you don’t care about British property at all.

Besides, I have no use for someone like you.

You are not worth much to me.

And every penny I earn is hard earned.

With your ability, you won't be broke!"

Edwards smiled bitterly, “Mr. Chen, my credit card has been suspended.

Now I only have my salary, and it’s not enough.”

Chen Ping'an tried to figure out what he meant, but still didn't quite understand.

“Since your family is an old one, there shouldn’t be only a few people.

No other relatives?

Besides, is it too late for you to go back and save people now?"

Edwards turned on his phone and pulled out his email to show it to Chen Pingan.

Chen Pingan took a glance and returned it to him.

"It's not a question of time," Edwards said.

My uncle will not harm my wife and children if I don't go back.

But if I go back, they will definitely be tortured and may even be thrown into the sea.

So I still have time.

As for the relatives you just asked about, the only relatives I have now are my uncle's family.

Fertility rates have been very low in Europe, particularly in the UK.”

Chen Pingan picked up his resume again and read it again.

"You graduated from Wharton Business School, and then you didn't get involved in your family's business. Instead, you came directly to China with your wife and children.

By the way, when you first came here, were your family's expenses paid for by the money your uncle earned for you?

Your family runs an oil refinery, so you should be very rich. Besides, isn't it a board of directors model now?

How can you say that it was robbed by someone?

This sounds quite suspenseful to me.”

Edwards nodded and said seriously, "That's right. I'm the largest shareholder.

But in fact, when I just got my study visa in China, my uncle had already started to build his own team.

Over the years, I didn't manage the family business much because of my trust in him.

It's too late now.

The company is already a shell and can be restored to its original state quickly as long as assets are injected.

This is also why my uncle has always wanted to kill me.

As for expenses, my wife owns a small trading company in Beijing.

I am engaged in the import and export business of hardware parts.

Aside from my scholarship and savings, our expenses are mostly covered by the company’s profits.”

Chen Ping'an's eyes lit up, "So, your wife also runs a company?"

Edwards nodded and said, “Back to the topic just now, I do want to exchange my future for your financial support.

I heard you say you have nearly 10 million in funds, all earned by yourself."

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