Blake waited for ages, but Michael never came to accept his check.
He frowned slightly and said, "What, you think 1 million isn't enough? Heh! You've got quite the appetite!"
But I don't care, I have plenty of money anyway. Just name your price, and I can satisfy you!
As he spoke, he took out a pen and checkbook and wrote a check.
In those days, there was no online banking, and interbank transfers were very inconvenient.
The most common way to give someone a large sum of money is by giving them a check.
He wrote another check for a million dollars and handed it to Michael!
A total of 2 million. Even for someone who has seen the world, 2 million is enough to knock them out!
At that time, the average wage in their country was only $1,200 to $1,500.
Even if you don't eat or drink for a year, you'll only have a little over 10,000 yuan. It would take two lifetimes to save 2 million yuan.
Michael smiled slightly and shook his head, saying, "Sir, please ask whatever you want. I will tell you what I can and will not tell you what I cannot. As for this money, I cannot accept it."
Blake was so shocked he almost popped his eyes out of their sockets; this was the first time he had ever seen someone refuse a 2 million dollar tip!
For a fleeting moment, he really wanted to crack open Michael's head and see how his brain was structured.
He said through gritted teeth, "Did you see that clearly? This is 2 million!"
Michael said, "I saw it clearly, it's definitely 2 million!"
Blake said, "Do you know what you refused? Are you crazy?!"
Michael said, "I know exactly what I turned down. I turned down $2 million!"
But it's only 2 million; I'm the manager personally hired by the boss.
On the day I was hired, there was a clause in the employment agreement I signed with my boss that stipulated that I must be absolutely loyal!
No matter how much money you offer me, I will never betray my boss!
Blake almost thought he was hallucinating. Was this something a normal person would say?
He said angrily, "What good is loyalty? How much money can she give you? I don't believe she can give you 2 million!"
Wake up, buddy! With this money, you won't have to live off others anymore. You can do whatever you want!
Michael said, "Even if I had this money, I might not be able to do whatever I wanted. Could I go back to my boss and be her manager?"
Michael's words nearly drove Blake insane.
What kind of logic is this?
He couldn't understand at all what was so great about that brat that this grown man was so devoted to her.
The next moment, he seemed to realize something, and he sneered, "You wouldn't happen to have fallen in love with your boss, would you?"
Haha, don't blame me for not reminding you, with money you can find any beautiful woman you want in no time!
That little girl is pretty, but there's only one of her. With this money, you can have ten or eight as many as you want.
Michael said, "Sir, you're overthinking it. I have no ulterior motives towards my boss. My feelings for her are admiration and respect, nothing more!"
"If there's nothing else, you can leave once the weapons are unloaded!"
Blake almost choked on his breath; he had never been so humiliated in his life!
The problem is that even when he offered up his hard-earned silver, nobody wanted it!
He pulled the check away, and it crumpled into a ball in his hand.
His anger was palpable, and his head seemed to be ablaze with countless tiny flames.
What angered him most was that the brat had managed to get people to stay by her side and be loyal to her without spending much money.
But the people around him were all bought with his own money; it was all based on market prices, and the highest bidder won!
Why is it that this incredibly wealthy man, whose every stomp of his foot can shake the entire nation, doesn't have a single person loyal to him?
But does this brat actually have people so loyal to her?!
He said coldly, "Since you're so shameless, don't blame me for being impolite! I've already found out your boss's identity information."
Sean is an orphan; she grew up in an orphanage. How much money do you think she could have? Ha, it's a miracle she has any wealth at all!
Michael! I'll remember you! You just wait! You've got a way to get to hell, not heaven!
He instructed his driver to drive.
The driver immediately started the car and drove it out of the warehouse yard.
The weapons were almost all unloaded, and the trucks that had been unloaded drove out of the warehouse one after another.
Mi Bao and Li Xiyue said, "Tsk tsk! That bastard threatened Michael! Michael is awesome, even 2 million couldn't knock him out!"
"Yue'er, the Michael you hired is really great! I want to give him a little red flower!"
Li Xiyue said, "I should say that the person Grandpa Mu recommended to me is good! It must be someone that Grandpa Mu thinks is very good and trustworthy that he would recommend to me."
Michael is really great. From now on, he will be in charge of all my Western markets, and I will also give him shares.
I have one good point: although I'm ambitious, I'm not greedy. Those who are loyal to me, I'll share the spoils with them!
Michael checked all the price lists and the weapons in the warehouse; the quantities were correct, and the prices matched.
Although the price on this quote is a bit higher than the market price, there's nothing we can do about it; after all, it's a prize, and we can't negotiate the price with the other party.
Michael locked the warehouse yard gate tightly and assigned 50 bodyguards to protect the weapons there.
For some reason, he had a feeling of unease, not because Blake threatened him.
Rather, he always felt that Blake might not be willing to give away such a large amount of weapons to his boss for free.
Blake returned to his company with his men, slamming his fist on the table in a fit of rage and shouting, "You tried to swindle me out of my $1 billion worth of weapons without any investment!"
"Who's going to get those weapons back for me?! I'd rather burn them than give them to her!"
Sanjay, one of Blake's men, said, "Boss, this batch of weapons is too large. If we want to take it back, we'll need a whole convoy, and we'll need a crane to lift the weapons onto the trucks."
This project is so huge that it's almost impossible to send people there without them noticing!
Why don't we just follow your second suggestion and destroy the weapons on the spot?
Anyway, giving her this batch of weapons for free is a waste. Destroying them means she can't have them and can't cause us any trouble!
Blake's fingertips were stuck to his chin; he had just said it in anger!
But it seemed unrealistic to take them back, so he ordered Sanjays, "Fine, do as you say. Destroy all the weapons! And that Michael guy too!"
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