Chapter 932, 9 sentences are all about tricks

Los Santos, Beverly Hills Villa.

After Qin Chuan hung up the phone, he breathed a sigh of relief.

He leaned back on the sofa, putting his entire weight on the Italian imported sofa.

Qin Chuan looked outside the house, admiring the night view of Los Santos.

He caught a glimpse of Franklin standing nearby.

The other person covered his ears with his hands and looked at the ground.

There were transparent beads of sweat on his forehead, and he looked very scared and was shivering.

Qin Chuan asked in confusion, "Why are you covering your ears?"

Franklin said in a trembling voice, "The phone call just now is not something I can listen to at my level... The more you know, the faster you will die."

Qin Chuan snorted coldly, "Xiao Fu, you want to put on an act in front of me too? Covering your ears like that is useless. You heard everything you should and shouldn't have heard."

Franklin cried, "Mr. Qin, I have lived for 24 years and have never been so nervous as I am today. Please forgive me... I really don't want to know what you are conspiring with Mr. Lincoln."

Although Franklin was an FBI agent.

There are many things I know.

But something like the US Secretary of State conspiring with a Chinese businessman to ascend to the presidency is a big deal.

He would rather not know.

Because knowing it will inevitably bring about a catastrophic disaster.

Qin Chuan comforted him, "Don't worry, it's okay. The faces of your American politicians. Nine out of ten words are full of ulterior motives. Listen to half of what he says and believe the other half."

Franklin was stunned. "Mr. Qin, what do you mean?"

"I mean, there's no truth in his words. It's all just probing."

"Probing?" Franklin didn't understand.

"He didn't tell the Wardat Group that I was going to short Korea. On the contrary, he may have encouraged others to invest in Korea behind the scenes."

"Ah? Then he is not afraid that his publicity will cause the consortium huge losses and cause trouble for him?"

"Haha, I was the one who shorted the Korean country, and I was the one who made the most profit in this game. He was just a termite hiding in the corner, gnawing at the crumbs I dropped. In the entire short-selling operation, no one would care about him, a small character who only made tens or tens of billions. The anger of the Wartada Group will only be directed at me, not him."

Qin Chuan paused, and uncharacteristically praised, "James Lincoln's greatest strength is his self-control. He can leave the free money alone and only take the part he wants. In this way, he can keep as far away from this matter as possible."

Franklin asked, "But will the Wartada Group believe him and have nothing to do with this matter?"

"You want people who value money more than anything else to believe that someone would dislike money and turn a blind eye to billions of dollars? When the Wartada Consortium realized it belatedly, James Lincoln had grown up and could compete with them."

Franklin wondered, "Has he grown strong enough to compete with them? Without the Wartada Group, what else can he rely on?"

"This time, he is not only plotting against me, but also the Warda Consortium. We will become his sacrifice to reconcile with the Ansar people, and he will return to the Ansar camp."

Franklin was completely stunned when he heard this.

Just now, the two of them were in unison and wanted to form an alliance.

Suddenly, Qin Chuan said that he was tricked by James Lincoln.

It turns out that not a single word from the mouths of these rich and powerful people is true.

But Franklin suddenly realized a problem.

He didn't know much originally, but now Qin Chuan explains and analyzes it to him.

Things that I didn't know before, I now know.

What does he want? Does he want me to be a traitor and help him get rid of James Lincoln?

Qin Chuan saw Franklin's little thoughts, he turned around, sat upright and said.

"Xiao Fu, what are you afraid of?"

Franklin took a deep breath and said.

"I'm afraid of you! Mr. Qin, you told me so many inside stories, are you trying to drag me down with you?"

"No, I don't mean to drag you down with me. But... you're already in the water."

After hearing this, Franklin was stunned.

"I'm in the water?"

"Yes. The entire United States is now controlled by the Wartada Group, who value money over power. You black people can still survive. But when James Lincoln's plan succeeds, he and the Ansar camp behind him will regain control of the United States. What will happen then?"

Franklin's face turned livid.

The history of his ancestors being enslaved by the Ansar people a hundred years ago gradually surfaced in his mind.

Qin Chuan said, "Once, your ancestors were controlled as slaves by the Ansar people, and your black compatriots were persecuted by them for no reason. Once the Ansar people regain power, their oppression of you will inevitably come back. They are warlike and fierce, and they will also set off a bloody storm in the world. A war between them and China is inevitable. However, in any war, the winners are only these politicians, and the losers are only cannon fodder like you who rush to the front line. Do you want to see the country you live in suffer from war and the people live in misery?"

The pupils in Franklin's eyes trembled.

Qin Chuan continued, "One is only after money, and the other is only for satisfying their own animal instincts. Neither of these two camps is the best choice for you black people. You deserve better!"

After hearing this, Franklin's scalp went numb.

"Qin...Mr. Qin...what do you mean by this?"

"Xiao Fu, I'm being honest with you, but you're playing dumb in front of me?"

"No... Mr. Qin, what you said is too loud and too heavy. I... I don't know how to respond."

"If you don't know how to answer, I'll tell you how to answer! Xiaofu, it's time for you and your compatriots to stand up! The United States is not the United States of the Ansars and the Warts. It is the United States of your black compatriots. There can't be only white masters here, we also need black masters! Now the United States emphasizes the elimination of discrimination everywhere, but you live here yourself, has discrimination really been eliminated?!"

Franklin was speechless.

"No, right? You just have a different skin color, but you are discriminated against in various ways. Even though there was a black president back then, he still thought he was only half black. This kind of person who has forgotten his roots is a clown pushed out by the Onsars and the Warts to fool you! Xiaofu, you need a new camp to fight against the Onsars and the Warts! The United States needs a new leader to guide the lighthouse to keep shining!"

Franklin took a breath when he heard this.

Every word Qin Chuan said was so outrageous.

But...but after listening to it.

It seems that there is some truth in it.

Moreover, it makes people feel a little excited...