"I tried to communicate with that chef, but unfortunately this lunatic doesn't seem to be planning to compromise..." Figorie was silent for a long time while Gronval's nagging. After Gronval finished speaking, he whispered: "He refused very directly and had no room for me to maneuver..."

Glangval's face was very wonderful. He sat on the chair and was trembling. He seemed to want to smash the gold-painted porcelain cup on his hand, but the afterglow in his eyes quickly swept to the whole set of gold-painted porcelain with tea trays on the coffee table. All of these porcelains had complex gold-painted patterns. Although the content on it was a little similar to that of ancient Chinese.

But the gold-painted style on porcelain is more like a European-style work. Gronval did not throw out the teacup in his hand, because this set of teacup came from the French court in the 18th century. The Self-Ceramic Manufacturing Bureau carried forward the ceramics under Louis XV's care.

The complete set of tea sets and porcelain was extremely rare even in the imperial palace at that time. After the turmoil and the decline of the royal family, such a complete and exquisite porcelain could be preserved. It was almost a masterpiece. Even in a museum, it was rare to be able to see one or two items.

"You probably think that the jackal is the weakest among the three parties. So he is the easiest to compromise, so come to him first?" Gronval panted heavily, almost roaring: "But you don't think about it. Is it because he is weak?!"

Gronval felt that he was about to be mad, and these old things were already decayed and completely decayed. They could not do anything except playing with some small conspiracies and being content with suffocation. These idiots were like the investment targets that investors used to play with, and were self-deprecating and degenerating, and were eventually reclaimed and drove out of the fame and fortune.

"Secondly, stand in his position. Do you think that if the crow doesn't let go, the veteran won't let go. Can he let go? Do he dare to let go?!" He took a deep breath, and Gronval felt that he was actually in the same team as these idiots. He felt like he was going crazy.

Especially when these idiots make a decision, they think that their warning is a joke and don’t inform them at all. Until the whole thing becomes out of control, they think of letting themselves clean up the mess together. Gronval really wants to say: I’ll pack up the Malege coins!

"What you should look for now is a crow! Do you understand? Crow!" Gronval tried his best to calm himself down and said to Figorie and others in a soothing tone: "The crow is also waiting for our response now. He doesn't want us to die. We still have value, as long as we bow our heads and admit defeat. Then..."

When Figori heard this, he almost picked up words from his teeth. The first one was: "It's not possible!"

This word directly caused all the things Gronval wanted to say to abruptly. Obviously, these old people didn't want to compromise at this time. They also fantasized about turning the tide, like Zorro, Rambo, Spider-Man, Iron Man, etc. in the movie, and the likes of superheroes such as Zorro, Rambo, Spider-Man, and Iron Man in the movie.

Glangval really wants to say, that's a movie! Fuck! This is reality! Old guys, if you are unlucky, you may be destroyed! You have been enjoying it for most of your life, and you have to take your family to death to death. But I am still young! I have only inherited the family business for a few years! Labor and capital don't want to die! I plan to do it!

"We are sure now that it is impossible for veterans to compromise. Our power has not reached the United States. That is the power and investment range of the crow." Taking a breath, Gronval calmed his emotions a little: "In Europe, the area we can control is not large."

"English, there is basically no hope. Those guys have always been in their own system, and they have a deep connection with service providers. Don't forget that they were the ones who took in the Legion in a slight manner back then. Germany, I know what those Junckers were thinking. France is the territory of the Legion. If we don't have the chef to support us, France doesn't have to think about it..."

After a pause, Gronval continued: "There is no place where the Holy See is, with their influence and their identity as a service provider."

"We can probably contact Slav and China. The cook, the crow itself comes from China, so there is no need to consider this. Slav, I don't think you just made all their elites disabled, and they will consider working with us. Maybe those old people who used to be in KGB are now furious and considering how to kill us..."

After a long paragraph was finished, none of the old men refuted. Only when Gronval finished and picked up the teacup to drink tea, Figori said in a low voice: "We have considered all of what you said. Indeed, it is probably impossible for us to contact any allies who support us except ourselves..."

Listening to Figori's words, Gronval emitted an adjective from the inside out: smile on his face and MMP in his heart. Since you know that you are almost the enemy of the world, you also know that you are not capable of doing it. You are going to die?! The labor and capital have slaughtered you so much, the purpose is to let you know this fact and then give up your plan to die honestly.

Even if you lose your life, the whole family can survive. After all, the relationship is still there. If your children are really promising, I will take care of you. If the mud cannot support the wall, then I can at least protect him from food and clothing and live a safe life, right?! You have to do this, why should I drag me to death?!

But after thinking about it, Gronval understood what these old people thought. It was very simple. The reason why they did this was that there were indeed no outstanding children in the family. Or to put it this way, even they themselves could not be considered excellent people. They had no way to cultivate excellent children.

However, there are many playboys, these old guys have many families. They are anxious to kill the crows, just to break the principle that they must be tested and assessed before they can gradually enter the investor's principle. Judging from the principle of investors, none of these people's offspring is qualified.

Even Gronval was stumbling back then. He passed the inspection and assessment only when many people turned a blind eye. Otherwise, he would be a wealthy man now at most. He may have the opportunity to contact service providers and service stations, but it is absolutely impossible to contact investors.
Chapter completed!