Chapter 162 Even getting chickens is a struggle

The man leaning against the sofa smiled slightly, "Mr. Yassin is indeed very tolerant."

Yassin responded with a smile, "My tolerance depends on the person."

"But since I've been so lenient with Mr. Fu, I wonder if Mr. Fu could be lenient with me in return?"

Yassin wanted to use this topic to get back on track with the serious business we were going to discuss today.

The man listened, glanced at him, and asked, "What do you mean?"

"I'm currently facing a cash crunch, so I can't offer Mr. Fu the price he wants."

The man raised an eyebrow slightly and scoffed, "Here comes another one trying to haggle over the price."

That's really funny.

Are there so many poor people lately? Why are they all trying to bargain with themselves?

They're poor, yet they keep causing trouble and instigating wars. That's all they're capable of, what kind of war can they possibly wage?

Even raising chickens is a hassle.

"It seems Mr. Yassin also enjoys joking." The man's lips curled slightly, his deep, dark eyes fixed on Yassin.

"The goods have already been delivered to your door, and you're still saying the price isn't right?"

"I think you should consider whether what you said is appropriate," the man said patiently.

Yasin noticed the change in his expression, but still spoke to him kindly, "You know, the biggest cost of starting a war is soldiers and weapons."

"Soldiers are fine, the most useless thing here is people. I can replenish my army with personnel without limit, but weapons are something that really needs to be bought with money."

"It consumes a lot of energy and is also very expensive."

"So I'm under a lot of pressure too."

Fu Yungui leaned back on the sofa, lit another cigarette and put it in his mouth, his cold eyes completely unmoved. "What you're saying has nothing to do with me?"

Yasin smiled. "Mr. Fu's guns are all over the market, and you could even say they have almost monopolized the market in most areas, so I think the price is still negotiable. After all, I think Mr. Fu's profit margin is quite considerable."

"Since the profits are so considerable, it's always possible to give a small discount."

The man scoffed softly upon hearing this.

"It seems William didn't explain to you clearly what my principles are."

Because the delivery was delayed by a week, he made a concession, breaking his principle of collecting payment before delivery. He only accepted half of the money from Yasin, and the other half would be paid upon delivery.

Unexpectedly, this gave someone the opportunity to take advantage of their kindness.

"Mr. Fu, don't be so principled. It's okay to break principles once in a while."

"As long as I don't tell anyone, no one else will know, and your principles can remain in place."

The man chuckled, as if he had heard something amusing. He really was considerate of her. If she didn't know the situation, she might have been genuinely moved by him.

"What's the point of principles if they're broken?"

"But as far as I know, Mr. Fu has never had a habit of sympathizing with the weak, has he?"

Yassin was clearly testing him with his words.

He believes that people's principles can definitely be broken, and if you give in to something once, there will definitely be a next time.

If there is no next time, it must be because the desired conditions were not met.

Because he doesn't believe that anything is impossible in this world; everything that seems impossible is based on the premise that the desired conditions are not met.

Fu Yungui smiled. Of course, he knew the other person would find out about throwing cookies outside. After all, the place wasn't that big, and what happened was quite a sensation; it was hard for him not to hear about it.

But even if we knew, what could we do?

"So, are you the weak one?"

The man asked with a smile, "If you're the weaker one, then I might consider it."

"After all, I don't often have this compassion."

Upon hearing this, Yasin was taken aback, his expression changing drastically. He had never expected that Yasin would repeat his words verbatim.

No man wants to admit he is a weakling in front of another man.

Even when facing certain death, a real man wouldn't make such a sacrifice to save his life, let alone to save a little money.

Of course, he wouldn't admit it.

Yassin gave a half-smile, "Mr. Fu is very humorous."

The man chuckled and said nothing more.

However, this also means that the debate over the price of these weapons is pretty much over.

There is almost no possibility of further discussion.

But Yasin didn't give up easily. He glanced at the man on the sofa, then at the four men behind him, and then smiled.

"Let's stop here for now. Let's arrange for Mr. Fu and his men to rest for a while. We can continue to discuss the specifics this afternoon."

"Hopefully we can reach a mutually satisfactory conclusion by then."

The man opposite him listened without changing his expression, knowing that he was just stalling for time to come up with a solution. He then stood up and said, "Then thank you in advance, Mr. Yassin."

"You're too kind." Yasin also stood up and had his men lead them away.

After passing through the magnificent living room, they entered the guest room area at the back. The group walked along the eaves, with Sawa following behind and telling the leader to step back.

"Brother Yun, it seems that Yasin is still unwilling to give up on the price," Night Hawk said from the side.

The man snorted, "What can you do if you won't give up? This batch of goods is indispensable to him."

Anu followed behind and, upon hearing this, vaguely grasped what Brother Yun meant.

Perhaps, when Brother Yun entered this area, some things had already changed.

Sawa walked ahead to open the door, but as soon as he pushed it open, he saw two women dressed in sexy lingerie, swaying their bodies against the steel pipe.

Upon seeing someone enter, the two women swayed their bodies even more vigorously.

One was in black, the other in white; both were slender and tall, with long, bare legs clad in high heels.

The way she looked at the men was almost scalp-like.

Anu circled around the other rooms and came back, standing next to the man and saying, "Brother Yun, the other rooms are in the same situation."

"Oh ho." Shava exclaimed in surprise, "It seems that Yasin really has his purpose out in the open, without hiding it at all."

In this godforsaken place, AIDS is more common than the common cold; on average, one in four people is HIV-positive. You can't find a single legitimate condom for miles around.

In this situation, they even secretly arranged for several beautiful women to come in and engaged in this kind of sexual harassment, as if they wanted to make them lose control.

Then I got infected.