Chapter 4692 The Threat of Chiguoguo
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De Yun Si Sao Di Seng
After hanging up the phone, Arman showed a faint smile on his face.
Oman has also begun to seek support, and now the war between them can be regarded as the real beginning.
However, that's what makes it interesting.
If there is no resistance at all, Arman feels that he has no sense of participation if he just won the position of Patriarch.
"Uncle Goodwin, knock on the door."
The latter nodded and knocked on the door of Mitchell's villa.
"Dong dong dong."
"Who..."
In the room, there was an old voice.
"Old Mitchell, it's me, Arman."
"I have something important to visit."
Mitchell:? ? ?
Wait, Arman?
Hearing the words from outside the door, Mitchell froze in place.
Just now, Oman just called him to ask for his support.
I know that Mitchell is a little confused now.
But it wasn't long before Arman suddenly visited again.
Did something go wrong between their father and son?
Mitchell narrowed his eyes slightly, and he had a strong feeling that something big was going to happen to the Rothschild family.
After a little hesitation, Mitchell responded, "The door is unlocked, come in!"
"Crack~"
The next moment, Alman pushed the door open and entered.
"Old Mitchell, long time no see."
Arman greeted Mitchell warmly.
But Mitchell seemed very cold.
He nodded at Arman as a response, and then said to himself, "It's really strange. Aman just called me just now, and now you're visiting again."
"Father and son, it's really interesting."
"Tell me, what do you want from me?"
Although Mitchell's words were very casual, when he spoke, he stared at Arman without blinking. He wanted to see something from Arman's face.
But the ending disappointed him.
Arman smiled from beginning to end, making it impossible to see his specific thoughts.
"Little Fox."
Mitchell muttered softly.
However, Mitchell was clearly wrong.
Alman didn't show any expression, he was completely fooled by Mitchell's words.
He didn't expect that Oman's action would be so fast, and he actually called his close friend in advance.
Now Arman dared not act rashly.
He didn't know Mitchell's attitude, nor did he know Mitchell's choice.
One second, two seconds, three seconds.
Arman was silent for a moment, and then said casually: "Oh, my father visited the elder Mitchell? Is there anything he can do with you?"
When talking, Arman also stared at Mitchell, trying to see something from Mitchell's face.
However, like Mitchell, he was disappointed.
Mitchell's wrinkled face was like a stone sculpture, without any superfluous expressions.
Hearing Arman's words, Mitchell took a deep look at Arman, and then said expressionlessly: "Actually, it's nothing. Oman came to seek my support inexplicably. Is it strange for you to say it?"
"Strange, indeed strange." Alman smiled sarcastically, and asked, "How did the Mitchell elders choose?"
"How else can I choose? Of course I support him. After all, Oman is the patriarch. If you don't support him, who will you support?"
cluck
how to say?
It's very bad!
Oman has also begun to seek support, and now the war between them can be regarded as the real beginning.
However, that's what makes it interesting.
If there is no resistance at all, Arman feels that he has no sense of participation if he just won the position of Patriarch.
"Uncle Goodwin, knock on the door."
The latter nodded and knocked on the door of Mitchell's villa.
"Dong dong dong."
"Who..."
In the room, there was an old voice.
"Old Mitchell, it's me, Arman."
"I have something important to visit."
Mitchell:? ? ?
Wait, Arman?
Hearing the words from outside the door, Mitchell froze in place.
Just now, Oman just called him to ask for his support.
I know that Mitchell is a little confused now.
But it wasn't long before Arman suddenly visited again.
Did something go wrong between their father and son?
Mitchell narrowed his eyes slightly, and he had a strong feeling that something big was going to happen to the Rothschild family.
After a little hesitation, Mitchell responded, "The door is unlocked, come in!"
"Crack~"
The next moment, Alman pushed the door open and entered.
"Old Mitchell, long time no see."
Arman greeted Mitchell warmly.
But Mitchell seemed very cold.
He nodded at Arman as a response, and then said to himself, "It's really strange. Aman just called me just now, and now you're visiting again."
"Father and son, it's really interesting."
"Tell me, what do you want from me?"
Although Mitchell's words were very casual, when he spoke, he stared at Arman without blinking. He wanted to see something from Arman's face.
But the ending disappointed him.
Arman smiled from beginning to end, making it impossible to see his specific thoughts.
"Little Fox."
Mitchell muttered softly.
However, Mitchell was clearly wrong.
Alman didn't show any expression, he was completely fooled by Mitchell's words.
He didn't expect that Oman's action would be so fast, and he actually called his close friend in advance.
Now Arman dared not act rashly.
He didn't know Mitchell's attitude, nor did he know Mitchell's choice.
One second, two seconds, three seconds.
Arman was silent for a moment, and then said casually: "Oh, my father visited the elder Mitchell? Is there anything he can do with you?"
When talking, Arman also stared at Mitchell, trying to see something from Mitchell's face.
However, like Mitchell, he was disappointed.
Mitchell's wrinkled face was like a stone sculpture, without any superfluous expressions.
Hearing Arman's words, Mitchell took a deep look at Arman, and then said expressionlessly: "Actually, it's nothing. Oman came to seek my support inexplicably. Is it strange for you to say it?"
"Strange, indeed strange." Alman smiled sarcastically, and asked, "How did the Mitchell elders choose?"
"How else can I choose? Of course I support him. After all, Oman is the patriarch. If you don't support him, who will you support?"
cluck
how to say?
It's very bad!
