Capítulo 1901: Chapter 1246: Deal and A Promise Kept
Is individual life equivalent?
Obviously not.
Take Boss Jiang for instance.
He can buy land and buildings for the neighbors in the big compound, can promote the integration of his hotown with the international community.
Could Tong Dan achieve that?
Clearly not.
Just like the wattage of a light bulb.
Bulbs of different power levels emit different light and heat; so people might be beasts, but undeniably, they can influence the global economy.
In comparison.
So people who would sell their lives for a al, they have the sa heart in both bodies, but which is more valuable?
“Is there more?”
Peace Hotel.
Jiang Chen flipped through the handwritten statents.
This was the office belonging to the hotel owner, temporarily borrowed by him recently.
“No more.”
Xu Kuan sat opposite, stating with slight sigh: “Du Enqin has done her best; those people knew only what they should.”
How could it not be strenuous?
Even an iron man couldn’t keep secrets in such tornt.
So they only knew limited things.
“Mr. H.”
Jiang Chen murmured, placing the slightly thin but heavily acquired statents on the desk.
It wasn’t for nothing.
At least, they got a na.
“Do you know him?”
Jiang Chen asked.
Xu Kuan was slightly startled, then quickly shook his head, “Mr. Jiang, are you joking? How could I know him?”
“You’ve never dealt with similar organizations in Korea?”
Xu Kuan frowned slightly, then calmly said: “No, Korea is a developed society; they wouldn’t ss with such tactics.”
Indeed.
Each region has its function and purpose.
Lives in Myanmar are worthless like grass.
But Korea is wealthy.
It’s reasonable to slaughter in slaughterhouses and collect taxes in restaurants, rather than reverse it; this aligns with globalization.
“Don’t let Miss Pei know about this.”
Jiang Chen said.
Although he hadn’t been to the hotel basent, he could sowhat guess how these statents were obtained.
Xu Kuan nodded, wanting to speak but hesitated.
“What do you want to say?”
“Mr. Jiang, I think Miss Pei should stay away from Du Enqin.”
Jiang Chen glanced at him, then smiled, “You’re not getting anxious, are you?”
Xu Kuan was also a fierce character, having once cut his way through a siege of a hundred people in Korea.
Looking at each other, Xu Kuan spoke without personal emotion: “Du Enqin didn’t waste anything; she gave everything, including at and bones, to the refugees outside.”
Now it was Jiang Chen’s turn to be stunned.
Peace Hotel had always been continuing its charity work.
There might be people squatting at the hotel entrance now, sipping free hot soup.
Jiang Chen opened his mouth, quite unexpected, “Really?”
Xu Kuan nodded, “Yes, really.”
Jiang Chen fell silent, once again looking at the hotel owner with fresh eyes.
“There are rules here.”
He comnted.
Xu Kuan certainly wasn’t a saint, he could have stopped it, but chose to ignore it; the rules of a proper boxing ring don’t apply to the underground arena.
“The food we eat…”
Jiang Chen couldn’t help but worry.
Xu Kuan laughed, teasingly said: “I asked her, she said no.”
Jiang Chen also laughed.
This is the normal superior-subordinate relationship.
“Looks like we should be wary of her in the future; what if she sneaks sothing in your food…”
Jiang Chen shook his head, speaking, as his phone rang.
He took out his phone, glanced at it, a bit surprised, then quickly pressed the answer button and put it to his ear.
Xu Kuan noticed, stood up quietly, and left the office.
“Happy New Year, Jiang.”
Still saying Happy New Year?
What day is it?
But foreign friends don’t know much; it’s the thought that counts.
“I thought you’d forgotten about , your old friend, with your busy career. Thanks.”
Jiang Chen smiled easily, without any worries.
In Japanese affairs, their cooperation went smoothly, but it didn’t significantly boost their friendship.
After all, smooth doesn’t an perfect.
Providing Vera with an interest-free loan, ideally, Boss Jiang hoped that after acquiring Japanese businesses, she would use the assets to offset debt, working for him; Vera could also profit, a win-win situation. But obviously, life isn’t a movie; it won’t follow a fixed script.
They cooperatively looted the Japanese businesses, but in the end, she generously paid the money back directly, regardless of whether Boss Jiang was left in confusion.
Indeed.
Paying back debts is justified.
But you can’t refuse cash, can you?
Nothing was specially specified in the contract.
Even with Fang Qing going to file a lawsuit, it would be in vain.
So Boss Jiang could only express that the collaboration was pleasant, and as for where Vera’s money ca from, he certainly wouldn’t ask.
It’s inconvenient.
Also impolite.
So after that collaboration in Japan, they hadn’t been in touch again. It’s better this way, unite when there’s a matter, go separate ways when there’s not; isn’t that the most comfortable relationship?
“Jiang, are you still in Myanmar?”
Knowing the other party wouldn’t contact him just out of boredom, but hearing the “still in”, Jiang Chen’s eyes flickered.
He replied with a hum.
Previously, it was Vera who revealed the intelligence about Fujiwara Reiki’s collaboration with certain forces causing trouble in Myanmar.
And she even asked for a few billion US Dollars for the intelligence fee.
Did she think he was a fool?
Of course, in the end, he didn’t pay.
And Jiang boss even cursed her as an idiot.
Of course.
That was before the Japanese collaboration.
Everyone is an adult; who cares about these trivial details…
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