Chapter 810 I have a suggestion, I wonder if you can accept it

Everyone present was stunned at first after hearing what Xiao Peng said, and then they all burst into laughter, as if they had heard a huge joke.

Iron-Headed Sheep pointed at Fabian and said, "This guy claims to be a billionaire, but he doesn't even have a credit card. Look how badly he got beaten up."

"Credit cards?" Xiao Peng scratched his head. "I do have a few here, though they're useless. Can I have them?"

Iron-Headed Sheep waved his gun and said, "Don't try any tricks!"

After hearing this, Xiao Peng fished out his wallet and checkbook from his inner pocket. As he did so, he said, "What I can't stand most here is that you have to carry a wallet, various cards, and cash. I have no choice, so I also applied for a few cards."

He placed his checkbook on the table and opened his wallet. There was about $2,000 in the wallet, which Xiao Peng took out and placed on the table. He first took out a card: "This is a Westminster Black MasterCard. This card doesn't have any major advantages, except that the spending limit is quite high, $1.5 million at a time. This is Citibank's Chairman's Card, which is only eligible for Citi Private Bank investors. I participated in a financial short-selling project some time ago, and they gave it to me. This card is actually very stingy, with a limit of only $300,000, but as long as you have this card, you can get a variety of very convenient services. This card is called Visa Infinite. You may not know it here in North America, but I live in France, and it is very convenient to use over there. Huh? I like this card. Look, the previous ones are all black, and this one is purple. Honestly, I'm Chinese, and I protest your Western aesthetic standards. How can black represent nobility? This purple one looks much better, doesn't it? This is called the World Silk Card, a British card. They gave it to me after I helped them avert a terrorist attack a while ago. Although it has a high limit, I really don't want to use it. You don't know how petty the British are. They gave me a card, but I have to pay for all my purchases. And the annual interest rate on this card is a whopping 49.1%, which is unbelievably high. But why do I need this card? Because there are only 101 of them in the world. The '1' represents the Queen of England, and this one... Oh, this is my VIP card at the Borgata Hotel. This one doesn't count, but there are these... But do I need to introduce them all?

Everyone at the scene looked at Xiao Peng in amazement.

Xiao Peng put the cards back into his wallet one by one and put his wallet and checkbook back into his pocket. "Now you believe I'm a billionaire, right? Is asking me for 1.5 million too little? Reconsider the amount."

Iron-Headed Sheep was so shocked by Xiao Peng putting the money back into his pocket that he forgot to stop him. It took a moment for him to come back to his senses. His eyes changed as he looked at Xiao Peng. To be more precise, everyone in the room stared at Xiao Peng in astonishment.

"Are you...are you stupid?" 'Iron Head Sheep' asked the question everyone wanted to ask.

Xiao Peng spread his hands and said, "I started from scratch and now have a net worth of tens of billions. Do you think I'm stupid? Why do I feel like you all have some misunderstanding about rich people? Do all rich people make money because they're 'lucky'? How can a fool make that much money?"

Iron-Headed Sheep picked up the pistol on the table and said, "Have you forgotten something? We have guns!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he heard a scream. The man standing next to Khedira involuntarily moved forward a little when he saw Xiao Peng taking out his wallet. This gave Khedira an opportunity, and he immediately snatched his gun and controlled him.

The people in the room quickly took out their guns and pointed them at Khedira: "Let him go!"

“Damn it!”

"You only have one gun, and we have several guns here!"

"Do you believe we can turn you into a dice?"

Xiao Peng held his hand. "Calm down, calm down. I'm a billionaire, so I must have some very skilled bodyguards, right? How else would I be so confident to come here? By the way, I want to tell you that the security personnel from Draken Company will be here soon. You should know Draken Company. If not, let me explain to you. It's the private military company that trains your country's army. They will be here soon, and who knows who will become the dice by then."

After hearing Xiao Peng's words, the people in the room began to become chaotic again: "Let's fight him!"

"Who are you trying to scare? The people from Drakken Company will show up as soon as he enters? Are the people from Drakken Company his personal bodyguards?"

"What's so strange about this! Come on, this is a real billionaire!"

"Let's fight! We can't kidnap a billionaire in our lifetime. This opportunity is now or never!"

"No, we're after money, not life! Cole is still in their hands!"

"Don't use your real name. What if the police catch you?"

"You don't want to live anymore, but you're afraid of the police?"

"Who said I don't want to die?"

The room erupted in an uproar. Xiao Peng almost laughed out loud—what a mob!

Xiao Peng coughed twice and said, "Quiet, quiet, what's the point of you making such a fuss? Your boss hasn't spoken yet!"

Everyone came back to their senses, looked at Xiao Peng and then looked at the 'Iron Head Sheep'.

Iron-Headed Sheep coughed dryly and said, "My friend, we should always be reasonable, right? If you hadn't touched my girlfriend, I wouldn't have treated you like this, right? It seems unnecessary for you to make such a big deal out of such a small matter, right?"

Xiao Peng laughed: "Just now you were talking to me with fists, and now you're talking to me with reason?"

Iron-Headed Sheep's face flushed, and he said angrily, "Anyway, this isn't our fault! I'm not afraid even if it goes to the police!"

Xiao Peng waved his hand and said, "Is there any point in getting hung up on whose fault it is now? Your name is 'Iron Head Sheep', right? It's true that there are times when people get their names wrong, but there are never times when they get their nicknames wrong—you have a head of iron! Aren't you afraid of the police? Come on, there are so many people threatening me with guns, and there are so many victims in this room. Do you really think the police are stupid? Your girlfriend? Fine, then you're the main culprit! Iron Head Sheep, do you know what I like most about Americans?"

"Which point?" Iron Head Sheep asked subconsciously.

Xiao Peng made a gesture of counting money: "Here, money can solve many problems. I can make people like you suffer the heaviest punishment, make your families suffer the most severe consequences, send you to private prisons to endure the longest sentences, and make you endure the most painful torture in prison."

"That's enough!" Iron-Headed Sheep slammed the table, interrupting Xiao Peng. It was obvious that he was being aggressive but weak. He stared at Xiao Peng for a moment before suddenly losing his temper. "Sir, I'm screwed this time. What do you say we should do?"

Xiao Peng grinned and said, "Then I have a suggestion. I wonder if you would accept it."