The sky is bright, the grass is green and the sky is blue, and it is the top golf course in Las Vegas.
Su Junchi had just finished playing ball and sat down in the lounge when a man in a suit and tie was stopped ten meters away by bodyguards.
He waved his hand, "Ananda, please ask Mr. Cha Mu to come over."
The man walked over slowly, and the people following him and Su Junchi's people stood on the left and right not far away, keeping watch.
"Master Buddha, your way of treating guests seems a bit impolite."
The man opposite had a smile that didn't reach his eyes, and was filled with deep dissatisfaction. The aura he exuded was dangerous and powerful.
"I'm sorry, Mr. Cha Mu, I didn't expect you to come here." Su Jun stood still, his eyes slightly curved, looking mature and steady.
"I just came here to ask for some hard work fees. After all, there is no such thing as working in vain." Cha Mu smiled.
"Oh?" Su Junchi paused while drinking tea and glanced at the young man opposite him. "Tell me, I don't remember any recent cooperation with Mr. Cha Mu."
"William, do you know him?" Cha Mu picked up the teacup in front of him and took a sip. This tea seemed inexplicably familiar, but he couldn't tell where he had tasted it before.
"Isn't William dead?" Su Junchi still had a calm expression.
"Master Buddha, let's be frank. Your people are not very capable, so I will help you clean up the mess to prevent future troubles."
Su Junchi's eyes narrowed immediately, "Did you throw William off the building?"
"What else can we do? Who else can truly consider your safety? You don't know that if my people had arrived a step later, William would have already breathed his last and called Interpol headquarters. Tsk, tsk, tsk... If he had really made that call, the consequences would have been disastrous."
Cha Mu raised his eyebrows, and beneath his calm tone was a hint of arrogance.
Su Junchi looked at him with a sullen face, then he smiled broadly and poured him a cup of tea.
"Then, thank you, Mr. Cha Mu."
The man opposite raised his eyebrows and smiled, "You're welcome, it's my duty."
After saying that, he picked up the teacup and took a sip, saying with great interest, "Your tea is brewed in a very unique way."
Su Junchi nodded. "Yes, you are a Burmese, but you can taste the essence of this tea. You have a good taste."
Cha Mu nodded slightly, indicating that he was interested in listening to him.
"This is the tea-making technique my fiancée taught me over twenty years ago. It's her unique cold brew method. I've only ever drunk this kind of tea my entire life, spring, summer, autumn, and winter."
Cha Mu never thought that he would actually hear a love story. "Your fiancée must be a very gentle and considerate woman."
He said it casually.
Su Junchi pursed his lips to calm himself down and returned to the topic, "So, Mr. Cha Mu made this trip in person today?"
"Master Buddha, the Southeast Asian market is a lucrative piece of meat, but there are many people eyeing it. Why don't we form a partnership, squeeze out the other two, and split the resulting market share equally?"
Su Junchi's eyes darkened. "Cha Mu, according to the rules of the martial arts world, Southeast Asia and the Golden Crescent will never meet."
"Rules are made by people, and they are meant to be broken. As long as the guns are strong enough and the fighter planes are capable, the rules are still decided by the two of us.
"Furthermore, if you had followed the rules, you wouldn't have massacred three entire villages in northern Myanmar, right?"
"Young people are really formidable..." Su Junchi smiled, "Then how do you want to cooperate?"
"As for the raw materials, I will still do what we agreed before. I won't take advantage of you. However, you have to invest in the new products from my laboratory. I will give you half of the profits over three years. How about that?
Of course, the new market we have opened up will be shared by both companies.”
Su Junchi lowered his head and used a tea spoon to move the ice cubes in the cup of Longjing tea. "What about three years later?"
"When the new products were least profitable, you shared my profits. Three years later, the whole market was in great demand for the products and we were about to start making money, but you kicked me out. Cha Mu, there are code words for thieves. That's not how business works."
"What do you mean?"
"I don't want any more. Six years from now, your goods will still be sold in my market, but I won't take a cent of your profit. The cooperation on raw materials will still be as we agreed before."
A hint of sinisterness spread across Cha Mujunru's face. After thinking for a few seconds, he raised his hand and drank the tea in the cup in front of him.
The cool tea dispelled the restlessness in my chest. "Since your tea is delicious, I'll make a deal."
Su Junchi smiled and said, "Mr. Cha Mu is always welcome to come over for a drink."
"No, your tea is precious. One time is enough."
After Cha Mu finished speaking, he stood up and nodded politely, "Then I won't bother you for now."
After coming out, his trusted companions came to greet him.
"Sir, is the deal done?" Damai asked as he opened the car door.
After getting in the car, Cha Mu loosened his collar, his dark eyes deep and unfathomable. "He agreed to share our market, on the condition that for six consecutive years, he gets half of the profits."
"Six years?" Damai was a little surprised. "Sir, the most profitable period for a product is only four to five years. He's trying to make a killing out of us."
The person in the back seat laughed. "Six years? No one knows what will happen after six months, let alone six years? It's still unclear who is the sheep and who is the knife."
Just as he finished speaking, the phone in the pocket of the driver in front of him rang. Daozi pressed the earphone.
"Wife. What's wrong?"
"Okay... I see... Don't worry, I'm on my way back..."
Cha Mu's dark eyes darkened even more, and after he hung up the phone, he asked calmly, "What's wrong?"
"Sir, my son just came here. He might be having trouble acclimatizing to the local climate and isn't feeling well." Daozi answered truthfully.
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