Chapter 4821 Stop talking, let's see off
"Professor Qin, this is a letter of understanding, look..."
As Oman spoke, he winked at Yelena behind him.
The latter decisively twitched a document from the bag he was carrying and sent it to Su Lang.
Not surprisingly, it was the "Letter of Understanding" again.
Qin Luo unscrewed the cap of the pen and made a gesture to sign his name, but at this moment Qin Luo stopped in confusion.
"Professor Qin, what is this?"
Aman asked nervously.
Seeing that things are going to be done.
But Qin Luo stopped suddenly, which directly made Oman panic.
Could it be that Qin Luo will sit on the ground and raise the price again?
Oman felt uneasy.
If it was before, he wouldn't have cared whether Qin Luo would sit on the ground and raise the price.
Money.
It doesn't matter.
He has nothing but money.
The tens of trillions of wealth of the Rothschild family can be mobilized by him at will.
But it's different now.
Now he has lost the throne of Patriarch.
Now he is a candidate.
The 100 billion he promised Qin Luo just now is all his own private wealth.
If Qin Luo raises the price on the ground at this moment, he really can't help it.
"Mr. Aman, it's okay to sign, but the money?"
Qin Luo raised the corner of his mouth slightly, and said with a faint smile.
"Huh~"
Hearing Qin Luo's words, Aman breathed a sigh of relief.
Originally, he thought that Qin Luo was going to sit on the ground and raise the price.
It turned out to be about money.
It's easy!
Aman smiled lightly, then pushed the previous bank account in front of Su Lang, and said, "Well, Professor Qin, you take the 5 billion deposit first."
"Tomorrow, tomorrow I'll put the remaining $95 billion on your card."
If you say that, you won't be able to sign the letter.
Signed, it is equivalent to understanding Oman.
What if Oman doesn't send the money at that time.
Qin Luo is not a fledgling silly white iron.
And Oman is not a "good guy".
For such a person, Qin Luo must be cautious.
Otherwise, you won't even know you've been tricked by others.
"Hehe, Mr. Oman, according to what you say, then I really can't sign this word."
Qin Luo smiled faintly and put down the pen in his hand.
"..."
Oman was speechless at the time.
You have unscrewed the cap of the pen, ready to sign, can you still hold it back?
"Professor Qin, do you not trust me?"
Aman gritted his teeth.
"Well, you're right, I can't believe you."
Qin Luo didn't go around the corner, and directly affirmed Oman's statement.
He just doesn't trust Aman.
How do you say something?
Know people, know face, but not heart.
The ghost knows what kind of wishful thinking Oman has in mind.
Maybe he just wanted to trick himself into signing it, and then he just walked away without saying anything.
Oman:"……"
Whoosh!
huff~
Oman gasped heavily.
He felt his personality was insulted.
Who is he?
The head of the Rothschild family!
Is he the kind of guy who doesn't count?
"Professor Qin, I am Aman, the future head of Rothschild!"
"Well, that's the future, but you're not there yet, are you?"
"Mr. Aman, I'll just put my words here. When the money is in place, when will I sign it."
"As for signing in advance?"
"Sorry, that's impossible."
"If you can't accept it, then please..."
Qin Luo stretched out his right hand to Aman, and made a gesture of seeing off the guests.
