Pei Song had not anticipated the situation to resolve so smoothly; it seed that Su Can was a person who knew when to advance or retreat.
"Mr. Su, Mr. Yun, let's go. Young Master Su will transfer the money to your accounts,"
said Pei Song to the two.
Upon hearing this, Yunlong looked towards Su Chen. Although he felt that this outco was not bad, everything still depended on his older brother.
Su Chen did not turn to leave, but instead sat down on a nearby sofa and then lit a cigarette.
The smoke curled up, and behind it sat a face with a corner of the lips turned up in an amused smirk.
The others were all startled, slightly confused about what Su Chen ant.
"This must be Mr. Su, right? Is there anything else that needs discussing?"
Su Can slightly furrowed his eyebrows and said.
"Of course, there is," Su Chen said with a faint smile, "Young Master Su really knows how to do business. Turning away sixty billion with just six billion—no wonder the Su Family's business thrives day by day."
As these words were spoken, Pei Song and Yunlong suddenly beca stiff, as they could clearly discern the sarcasm in Su Chen's words.
This was not only mocking Su Can, but even the entire Su Family as well.
Pei Song privately thought, 'Where on earth does this guy get such audacity from? He really never speaks unless he can shock people to death!'
Sure enough, Su Can's fairly handso face suddenly turned dark.
"What exactly do you an, Mr. Su?"
Su Can said coldly, were it not for the fact that he was brought by Pei Song, he would have had him killed and fed to the dogs already.
He had stepped back, and yet this guy still was relentless.
"No particular aning, sixty billion, take the money and we'll leave imdiately."
Su Chen exhaled a thick puff of smoke, languidly remarking.
"Mr. Su, you must be joking far too much, sixty billion? You think I would hand that out?"
Su Can smiled coldly:
"It's only because of Young Master Pei's face that I took out six billion; otherwise, you wouldn't get a single penny!"
"So you an to say, Young Master Su, you're planning to default?"
Su Chen slightly smiled, then got up and walked to a nearby liquor cabinet, taking out a bottle of 1787 Lafite vineyard wine and two wineglasses.
He didn't aerate the wine, just directly pulled out the cork, poured two glasses, and said:
"I suppose you two are already accustod to this kind of fine wine, so it's nothing extraordinary anymore; I won't pour for you two then."
He then picked up one glass and handed it to Yunlong:
"Heard this wine costs several hundred thousand Huaxia currency, give it a taste, see if there's any difference from a hundred bucks one."
Yunlong hesitantly accepted the wineglass, looking clueless—he hadn't never tasted good wines; he had drunk several costing hundreds of thousands per bottle.
Right then, his cluelessness was about what his big brother was exactly up to.
He sohow felt like it was his big brother who seed like the owner here, while everyone else just seed to play a supporting role.
Su Can and Pei Song also felt utterly bewildered, feeling as if they had encountered a weirdo or perhaps a lunatic!
For a mont, both were sowhat at a loss, even unsure how to react anymore...
"This wine seems similar to the Great Wall dry red; didn't find anything great about it."
Su Chen smacked his lips, like a boorish man directly picking up the bottle and chugging from it.
The other three seeing this scene, their mouths twitched.
Boss, this is vintage wine; it should be savored slowly, isn't your way of drinking it akin to a cow chewing peony flowers?
However, at this mont, everyone's minds weren't focused on this, whether the hundreds of thousands worth of wine was drunk mattered less; what mattered was what the hell was this guy trying to imply?!
"Young Master Su, you still haven't answered my previous question. Are you planning to default?"
Su Chen slamd the bottle, which still had one-third of the wine left, on the coffee table, imdiately causing a loud "bang", startling everyone around.
"So what, those who know the current affairs should hurry up and scram, otherwise you won't get a single penny."
Su Can's fury rose, and he impatiently spat out.
"Mr. Su, Young Master has already given enough face, it is impossible to fully cash out, just take what you can get and be satisfied."
Pei Song quietly said to Su Chen.
However, Su Chen just smiled and shook his head, his face showing stubborn defiance:
"Debts are to be repaid, gambling dues are to be honored, it is only natural."
"That depends on who owes the money!"
Pei Song pursed his lips and said, seeing that this guy was adamant and beyond persuasion, he felt quite speechless. How could he be so unenlightened?
If you keep insisting like this, won't you be the one who ends up in trouble?
"My money, no one dares not to pay!"
Su Chen said indifferently.
At that mont, Su Chen emanated a powerful confidence, as if his words were a decree.
Pei Song was montarily dazed, failing to understand where this guy got such confidence from.
"Is that so? I'm not planning to pay. What can you do?"
Su Can glanced at him with disdain and said:
"You think just because you defeated Basha, you are invincible and always victorious? Let tell you, you are too naive!"
Basha is strong, but that's only in the realm of Martial Arts. Against slightly higher-level Martial Artists, Basha could be slapped to death with a single hit.
"You an to ntion those two Martial Artists?"
Su Chen glanced over at two middle-aged n not far behind and said.
He imdiately noticed that both middle-aged n had a Cultivation of Qi Refinent Level Six, thinking to himself that the noble families in Yandu are indeed not comparable to those in Jianghai.
In Jianghai, the highest-level experts deployed by the Four Great Families were roughly on this level, but in Yandu, picking two of such high-level experts seed effortless!
However, in the eyes of the current Su Chen, Qi Refinent Level Six was rely trash!
"You even know about Martial Artists?"
Su Can was slightly startled, then burst into a smug laugh:
"Since you know, then you better scram!"
Upon hearing this, Pei Song was also shocked. As a descendant of the Pei Family, he naturally knew how formidable Martial Artists were.
He himself had two Martial Artist guards, although under normal circumstances they didn't follow him, only accompanying him when he traveled abroad to prevent encountering unwise people.
Yet, Su Chen did not care; he tilted his head and smiled, saying:
"I'm asking you one last ti, will you cash out this money or not?"
"I'm also saying for the last ti, scram! Otherwise, don't bla for being rude!"
Su Can's eyes glead sharply like wheat awns!
This guy actually still wants to make pay that six hundred billion, which is utterly obstinate, and Su Can's last bit of patience was nearly exhausted!
"Mr. Su, you should listen to my advice and leave."
Pei Song could see that Su Can was on the verge of exploding. Indeed, if it were him, he would react the sa, after all, this guy was too clueless.
Moreover, with two Martial Artists beside Su Can, only Su Chen himself would be unlucky.
However, Su Chen disregarded Pei Song, stood up, looked at Su Can with a smiling gaze, as if there was no one else in his eyes.
Su Can, unwilling to be outdone, looked back at him, his face showing a trace of arrogance!
This arrogant fool, he really didn't take him seriously!
"Idiot!"
Su Chen barely opened his mouth and faintly spat out two words!
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