Ma Tianqing shrugged while speaking, seeming not to approve of his father’s style.
Mr. Berman chuckled, not daring to express his own opinion.
Both the Ma family and the Eastern Tengyun Group are two giants, rising as business overlords relying on the Eastern market.
Tengyun beca an Eastern internet giant three to four years ago, and in the past two to three years, its rapid developnt has joined the international stage, securing a place among the strong.
Last year, on the list published by Forbes, Lu Yun of the Tengyun Group was just behind Europe’s Soruns in terms of net worth, with a significant montum to surpass, which was truly astonishing.
And Mr. Ma from the Ma family was even half a step ahead of Lu Yun!
Mr. Berman, who is familiar with Chinese affairs, actually knows so family matters of the Ma family.
The Ma family’s young master, Ma Tianqing, in front of him, is known for indulging in pleasures, a playboy.
Earlier dia rumors suggested that Mr. Ma of the Ma family was sowhat dissatisfied with this eldest son and intended to pass the family estate to other heirs, prompting Ma Tianqing to start transforming, and begin engaging in business.
Ma Tianqing made considerable achievents in the gaming and ani industries. His investnts in physical entities were highly profitable, earning him the reputation of a business genius for a ti.
And this ti, since he can co running to Haru, he must have his sches.
But since this Ma family young master didn’t say, Mr. Berman couldn’t ask.
In fact, Mr. Berman was already very excited and happy to have the fortune of entertaining Ma Tianqing, even imdiately finding a few beauties to accompany him for joy.
But a mont ago when they t, these won with their amorous airs seed to dissatisfy the young master Ma.
This young master Ma Tianqing has particular tastes in eating, drinking, playing, and indulging, with the universal treadmill and all equipnt in the room airlifted.
Mr. Berman was now sowhat regretting, if he had known, he should have selected more carefully.
"Hmm, has it been so long? What is Shen Qingqiu doing, not back yet?" Ma Tianqing raised his wrist and glanced at his watch, speaking.
Before Mr. Berman could respond, the door was lightly knocked upon.
"Co in!" Mr. Berman, as the manor’s host, called out loudly.
The door opened, and in ca Shen Qingqiu, the very person Ma Tianqing had just ntioned.
"This guy really turns up as soon as you ntion him," Ma Tianqing said interestingly.
"Maybe it’s the case of ’speak of the devil’ showing up," Mr. Berman chuckled.
Ma Tianqing laughed heartily, giving Mr. Berman a thumbs up, "Your Chinese is really good."
"You flatter !" Mr. Berman slightly bowed, saying.
Shen Qingqiu walked over silently, nodding in greeting to Mr. Berman, seeming to have sothing to say to Ma Tianqing.
Ma Tianqing waved his hand, and the maids, quick-witted, retreated obediently.
Mr. Berman also sensibly lowered his gaze.
Shen Qingqiu got close to Ma Tianqing and said in a voice only they could hear, "Mr. Tianqing, there might be so trouble over there."
Ma Tianqing raised his eyebrows, giving Shen Qingqiu a glance.
The latter beca sowhat anxious, "Should I give you a detailed report?"
Ma Tianqing didn’t respond, but instead, smiled across towards Mr. Berman, "Mr. Berman, I have so affairs to handle, I’ll head back to the room first."
"Please, go ahead!" Mr. Berman hastily said.
Ma Tianqing smiled faintly, turned, and walked out the door.
Shen Qingqiu nodded at Mr. Berman in a greeting and followed closely behind Ma Tianqing.
Once outside, the corridor was unexpectedly filled with people.
Besides those brought by Shen Qingqiu, the rest were Ma Tianqing’s attendants, who had been waiting outside all along for him.
As soon as Ma Tianqing moved, they all followed closely behind, dignified and imposing.
Inside the room, Mr. Berman’s gaze followed until Ma Tianqing was out of sight, then seeing five maids in the room, he frowned slightly and waved his hand, "You all can leave first, I’ll make separate arrangents later."
The maids obediently nodded, retreating one after another.
Watching their backs, Mr. Berman couldn’t help but touch his chin, "Where could I find so won that match that young master’s taste... must have temperant, personality, and be beautiful. Hard task indeed."
...
A mont later, in Ma Tianqing’s room.
The young master sat with his legs crossed, holding a glass of red wine, as the set of sound equipnt also airlifted in played soothing music.
Shen Qingqiu stood before Ma Tianqing, not daring to conceal anything, narrating today’s encountered matters in detail.
Then, he shared his opinion, "In my view, that Vice President Logan ssed up, and Lai Yin’s team would rather risk everything than consent to cooperate."
Ma Tianqing lightly snorted, swirling the cup in his hand, "Can’t even settle it with money?"
"Those people don’t have that strong a desire for money," Shen Qingqiu said.
"I’ll offer ten tis, if not enough, then a hundred tis," Ma Tianqing casually said.
Shen Qingqiu hesitated for a mont, shaking his head, "Those foreigners are stubborn, this issue might not be resolved with money."
Ma Tianqing picked up the cup, sipping the wine, muttering, "Really troubleso, such people should taste the bitterness of life, get to know that money is the real good thing in this world!"
Shen Qingqiu remained silent.
"Can’t we take a roundabout route, like starting with their family, buying them off, or putting them in debt?"
Ma Tianqing removed the cup from his lips, raising it to eye level, admiring the crimson wine in the crystal cup, which looked much like blood.
This man never confines himself to ans, as long as things get done, it doesn’t matter how, his way of doing things, both right and wrong, utterly according to his liking.
"Soone already tried that previously; European capitals and consortia," Shen Qingqiu said, "But those in Lai Yin’s team have weak emotional ties with their families."
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