Chapter 4851 Grasshopper on a rope
At this moment, the haze on his face was swept away, replaced by that bright smile.
He got the answer he wanted from Qin Luo.
"Master..."
"Hehe, the letter of understanding in Arman's hand is indeed a fake."
Aman said confidently.
No one knows better than Qin Luo.
If Qin Luo said it was fake, it must be fake.
"Huh~"
At this moment, even Yelena couldn't help but let out a long sigh of relief.
His little heart hanging in his throat finally landed slowly.
Fortunately, fortunately, the letter of understanding in Arman's hand was fake, otherwise, they would have completely forgotten it.
"Master, let's hurry up and tell Bergman the news."
Aman nodded.
In fact, Yelena didn't need to remind him at all, he thought so too.
Without any hesitation, Aman dialed Bergman directly.
"Beep beep beep~"
After three blind tones, the call was successfully connected.
"Aman, how is the situation? Is it true or false?"
Before Oman could speak, Bergman had already spoken on the phone.
One thing to say, Bergman is even more anxious than Oman now.
Oman just lost the position of a Patriarch.
And his loss was indeed a full 10 billion!
You know it's not a small fortune.
"Hehe, Bergman, as I said before, the letter of understanding in Arman's hand is fake."
"And it is true."
"I've already checked with Qin Luo."
"The letter of understanding in Arman's hand is fake, and Qin Luo has not signed any letter of understanding."
Aman said with a smile.
This.
Fried Hu!
He was blown away by Arman.
Wait, this can't be said so absolutely.
What evidence does Aman have that Qin Luo said it?
What if, Oman is also blowing up?
right!
This matter is not clear, only real evidence can prove the authenticity.
"Aman, where is the evidence I want?"
Bergman said in a deep voice.
"The conversation between me and Qin Luo has been recorded, and I will send it to you now."
While talking, Aman sent the recording directly to Bergman.
Soon, Bergman was taped.
After clicking on the recording, Qin Luo's voice came from the phone.
"impossible!"
"Absolutely impossible!"
"Fake, all fake!"
"Did I sign the MOU before and I didn't know it myself?"
"It must be fake."
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"Huh~"
At this moment, Bergman's little heart hanging in his throat finally landed slowly.
But the next moment, he was shrouded in shame.
Miss him dignified Borgman.
The king of gambling in the world.
What kind of characters have never been seen, what kind of storms and waves have never been experienced.
But today, he capsized in the gutter.
He was taken aback by a brat like Arman.
Thinking of this, Bergman had the urge to gnash his teeth.
"This damn Arman, dare to blow me up? I must make you pay the price!"
Bergman gritted his teeth. At this moment, he was so angry that he wanted to tear Alman into pieces and throw him into the sea to feed the fish.
Bergman wanted to call Arman right now, but after thinking about it, Bergman pushed back the impulse.
Now is not the time.
Now he and Aman are grasshoppers on the same rope.
He and Amanna are both prosperous and prosperous, and both are lost.
