Chapter 5001 Cooperation
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De Yun Si Sao Di Seng
Rothschild Manor, villa area...
Oman is sitting on the balcony basking in the sun with great interest.
The warm sun shone on his face, making people feel extra comfortable.
Of course, what makes Oman comfortable is far more than that.
Now that the Rothschild family is fighting civil strife, Oman sees an opportunity.
Today, Alman and Mitchell can be regarded as the head of the needle.
Without saying a word, Alman directly kicked Mitchell out, which is bound to arouse Mitchell's fierce resistance.
You know, Mitchell is not a fuel-efficient lamp.
This can be seen from his mobilization of Weiss to put pressure on Arman.
Although from the current point of view, Weiss has not achieved good results.
But Oman doesn't think Mitchell will stop there.
He will definitely continue to look for opportunities to put pressure on Arman.
And this is his chance!
Once Mitchell pulls Alman off the horse, it is equivalent to pulling everyone back to the same starting line again.
Mitchell wanted to run for patriarch, but why didn't he want to.
At that time, the three of them are wrestling with each other, and it is not certain who will win.
"Mitchell, you old man must work harder~"
The corner of Aman's mouth raised slightly, and he muttered to himself in a low voice.
For Mitchell, Oman had resentment.
Resentment at the beginning of Mitchell's defection became the last straw that broke the camel's back.
But now, Oman desperately hopes that Mitchell will push up a little bit more.
It is best to be able to pull Alman off the horse directly.
"Dong Dong Dong~"
Just when Aman was full of thoughts, the door of the villa was knocked suddenly.
"Who?"
Aman responded subconsciously.
"Mr. Oman, it's me, Weiss!"
Outside the door, Weiss' voice came.
Weiss?
Hearing the sound, Oman's eyes narrowed all of a sudden.
Weiss came to the door suddenly, what do you want to do?
Could it be that he was assigned by Mitchell?
Don't say it, it's really possible.
Others may not know it, but Oman knows Weiss's identity clearly.
Weiss was single-handedly selected by Mitchell, and he was regarded as Mitchell's serious confidant.
Now, there is only one reason why he suddenly came to the door.
Mitchell!
Mitchell must have sent him.
After figuring this out, a faint smile appeared on Oman's face.
He probably already guessed the purpose of Weston Gate.
cooperate!
Yes, it is cooperation!
"The door is unlocked, please come in..."
Aman responded lightly.
"Crack~"
Soon, the door of the villa was pushed open by Weiss.
"Mr. Amman, where are you?"
Soon, Weiss' voice came.
"Upstairs, balcony."
"Dong dong dong..."
After a burst of hurried footsteps, Weiss stood in front of Oman.
A rocking chair, a book, and a cup of strong coffee...
Looking at the leisurely Aman in front of him, Weiss' eyelids twitched uncontrollably.
how to say?
The Oman in front of me fully interprets two words: leisurely!
Yes, leisurely!
Weiss even had an illusion in his heart. He felt that Oman seemed to be enjoying his current life very much.
Will he still cooperate with himself to overthrow Arman?
It's really hard to say.
"Mr. Aman, you are really in a good mood!"
Weiss said with a smile.
"Ha ha……"
Aman didn't answer, just smiled lightly.
The more relaxed he is now, the greater the initiative he will have in the negotiations later.
Oman is sitting on the balcony basking in the sun with great interest.
The warm sun shone on his face, making people feel extra comfortable.
Of course, what makes Oman comfortable is far more than that.
Now that the Rothschild family is fighting civil strife, Oman sees an opportunity.
Today, Alman and Mitchell can be regarded as the head of the needle.
Without saying a word, Alman directly kicked Mitchell out, which is bound to arouse Mitchell's fierce resistance.
You know, Mitchell is not a fuel-efficient lamp.
This can be seen from his mobilization of Weiss to put pressure on Arman.
Although from the current point of view, Weiss has not achieved good results.
But Oman doesn't think Mitchell will stop there.
He will definitely continue to look for opportunities to put pressure on Arman.
And this is his chance!
Once Mitchell pulls Alman off the horse, it is equivalent to pulling everyone back to the same starting line again.
Mitchell wanted to run for patriarch, but why didn't he want to.
At that time, the three of them are wrestling with each other, and it is not certain who will win.
"Mitchell, you old man must work harder~"
The corner of Aman's mouth raised slightly, and he muttered to himself in a low voice.
For Mitchell, Oman had resentment.
Resentment at the beginning of Mitchell's defection became the last straw that broke the camel's back.
But now, Oman desperately hopes that Mitchell will push up a little bit more.
It is best to be able to pull Alman off the horse directly.
"Dong Dong Dong~"
Just when Aman was full of thoughts, the door of the villa was knocked suddenly.
"Who?"
Aman responded subconsciously.
"Mr. Oman, it's me, Weiss!"
Outside the door, Weiss' voice came.
Weiss?
Hearing the sound, Oman's eyes narrowed all of a sudden.
Weiss came to the door suddenly, what do you want to do?
Could it be that he was assigned by Mitchell?
Don't say it, it's really possible.
Others may not know it, but Oman knows Weiss's identity clearly.
Weiss was single-handedly selected by Mitchell, and he was regarded as Mitchell's serious confidant.
Now, there is only one reason why he suddenly came to the door.
Mitchell!
Mitchell must have sent him.
After figuring this out, a faint smile appeared on Oman's face.
He probably already guessed the purpose of Weston Gate.
cooperate!
Yes, it is cooperation!
"The door is unlocked, please come in..."
Aman responded lightly.
"Crack~"
Soon, the door of the villa was pushed open by Weiss.
"Mr. Amman, where are you?"
Soon, Weiss' voice came.
"Upstairs, balcony."
"Dong dong dong..."
After a burst of hurried footsteps, Weiss stood in front of Oman.
A rocking chair, a book, and a cup of strong coffee...
Looking at the leisurely Aman in front of him, Weiss' eyelids twitched uncontrollably.
how to say?
The Oman in front of me fully interprets two words: leisurely!
Yes, leisurely!
Weiss even had an illusion in his heart. He felt that Oman seemed to be enjoying his current life very much.
Will he still cooperate with himself to overthrow Arman?
It's really hard to say.
"Mr. Aman, you are really in a good mood!"
Weiss said with a smile.
"Ha ha……"
Aman didn't answer, just smiled lightly.
The more relaxed he is now, the greater the initiative he will have in the negotiations later.
