Pierce couldn't sit still any longer!

Do they want ownership of the entire region directly?

Isn't this blatantly cutting a huge chunk of flesh off him?

If everyone talked like Lu Fan, he wouldn't need to be the highest-ranking official in the southern region of Saudi Arabia.

Just go home and retire.

Only Amul remained calm, which was somewhat unexpected for Lu Fan.

"No problem, but it will take too long, at most fifty years!"

"Moreover, Mustak Lake has to pay five percent of its total annual revenue to the government as tax every year!"

"If you can accept this, then we can sign the contract!"

Amul said calmly, and then looked at Lu Fan.

"I disagree!"

"Change five percent of the total annual revenue to $5 billion in taxes every year!"

Before Lu Fan could answer, Pierce stood up and spoke.

As the highest-ranking official in the southern region, he was extremely familiar with Muskacuo. The total annual income could exceed ten million US dollars, which was only possible under conditions of a very good economic environment.

Five percent of ten million US dollars is just a few dollars!

He even traded fifty years of ownership for it; he's completely taking advantage of Lu Fan.

“Pierce! You…”

"Amur, don't forget that I am the highest-ranking officer in the Southern District!"

Pierce interrupted Amuller firmly.

He's right. He's the highest-ranking official in the Southern District, and whether or not it succeeds in the end depends on his word.

Amul was just a crown prince, and before he became the king of Shat, his power was not as great as Piers'.

Lu Fan watched the two men, who were on the verge of exchanging blows, without saying a word.

This is also the main reason why he chose to hold the talks at Amur Castle!