4693--Andrew
hum...
how to say?
It's very bad!
Now, Alman is very hesitant, and he is a little afraid to show his true intentions to Mitchell.
"By the way, Arman, what is the purpose of your trip?"
Just when Alman hesitated, Mitchell spoke again.
"Uh...no, it's nothing, it's just that I haven't visited the Mitchell elders for a long time, so I came here specially to see..."
Alman sneered.
"Oh, really?"
Mitchell obviously didn't believe it. He narrowed his eyes, looked at Arman with a smile, and said, "Arman, why don't I believe it?"
"Why do I feel like you're here to seek my support?"
hum...
Arman's little heart rose to his throat in an instant.
At this moment, Arman had the illusion that he had been seen through by Mitchell.
calm down!
Alman, you have to calm down.
Now you have the evidence that Mitchell embezzled the interests of the family, and the initiative is in your hands, so there is no need for you to panic...
You can completely turn your back on the customer and threaten Mitchell.
"Whoosh~"
"Whoosh~"
Alman panted heavily, forcing himself to calm down.
After a while, the expression on Arman's face regained his calmness, and he said, "Old Mitchell, you are right, I did come to seek your support."
really!
Mitchell was determined.
He guessed right, there was definitely something going on between Arman and his father, Arman.
He wants to take the position of patriarch of the Rothschild family.
Mitchell narrowed his eyes slightly, nodded lightly, and said, "I can support you."
"But I want to know, what can you give me?"
"Aman has offered a generous bargaining chip, how about you?"
"I can let you continue to sit firmly in the position of clan elder!"
Alman said seriously.
Mitchell:? ? ?
Wait, what did he hear?
Arman can let him continue to sit firmly in the position of clan elder?
Ha ha……
It's like, if Arman doesn't let him be the clan elder, he is not the clan elder.
His position cannot be shaken by a small Arman.
"Arman, don't you think what you said is too arrogant?"
Mitchell said with a smile.
"No, no, old Mitchell, eight years ago, your son, as the president of Red Shield Bank, embezzled 80 billion US dollars of family property. You should know about this." Alman said lightly.
Mitchell:? ? ?
As soon as the words came out, Mitchell was stunned.
What is there to say?
Relying on mountains to eat mountains, relying on water to draft water.
At the beginning, his son took over the position of president of Red Shield Bank and made a fortune crazily.
A total of 80 billion US dollars of wealth have been amassed for themselves.
But these things, what they do is very secretive, and it is impossible for outsiders to know.
How did Arman know?
"I can not understand what you say."
Mitchell's face darkened in an instant, and he stared at Arman and said, "Arman, please leave now."
Mitchell is in a hurry!
The corners of Alman's mouth raised slightly, and a faint smile flashed across his face.
Just as if Mitchell is not in a hurry, he has no chance to make a move.
And now that Mitchell is so anxious, this also shows that his son is his weakness.
Alman poured himself a cup of tea in a calm manner, took a sip, and said, "Old Mitchell, do you think I have no evidence, will I reveal the numbers accurately?"
Mitchell: "..."