I'm the owner of the Lakers

"Listen, Yosuke Kawamoto. Little Rockefeller's voice was no longer elegant, but carried a gloomy smell.

"If Rockefeller Center were bought by this man who came out of nowhere, I swear, you'll experience the Atlantic Ocean." The icy voice was chilling.

And Yosuke Kawamoto was obviously frightened by this voice, and a layer of white sweat appeared on his back.

"No, listen to my explanation, Mr. Rockefeller, this agreement appeared suddenly, and Kitagawa did not follow the formal process at all, indicating that the other party did not negotiate in the name of the enterprise." "

"I just looked at it, and the contracts are all drawn up in the name of the other party, which I can't possibly notice. "Yosuke Kawamoto is about to pee, and he doesn't want to be sunk by the Rockefeller family.

"You have time to explain to me here, it's better to think about how to drag them down, listen, an hour, I just want you to drag out an hour, our affairs can be written off, otherwise, you understand the consequences." "

Little Rockefeller did not wait for Kawamoto Yosuke to answer after speaking, and directly hung up the phone, he wanted to tell his father immediately, this matter was completely unexpected to them.

And Yosuke Kawamoto over here heard the busy beep on the other end of the phone, his face turned pale, put away the phone and hurried to the conference room.

Xiao Yang was still drinking tea and chatting with Kitagawa Ji, and found that the man named Yosuke Kawamoto had returned.

The difference is that this Yosuke Kawamoto's face is white and scary, as if he saw a ghost, and he sat back in his place in a trance, his hand faintly still trembling.

Kitagawa Si obviously did not notice this, but continued to chat with Xiao Yang.

But now Xiao Yang's attention is all on this Kawamoto Yosuke, he was not sure before, but now he is basically sure, this must be the Rockefeller family's business undercover in the Mitsubishi consortium.

It is estimated that I just went to report to the Rockefeller family.

Thinking of this, Xiao Yang looked at his watch again, it was half past 11, and there was still a quarter of an hour to complete the confirmation work before the contract.

But just as Xiao Yang was looking at the time, that Kawamoto Yosuke spoke.

"Beichuan-kun, you see that it will be noon soon, or you will take Xiao Jun to eat first, continue to calculate here, and wait for the distinguished guests to come up after eating, just in time to sign a contract." "

Yosuke Kawamoto smiled and looked at Kitagawa and Xiao Yang, as if he was thinking about the VIP, but Xiao Yang looked closely and found that the forehead of this product was covered with a layer of fine sweat, his eyes were also flustered, and his hands were shaking unconsciously.

Kitagawa Si didn't see this, but was a little moved by what he said, and turned to look at Xiao Yang.

"Xiao Jun, how about it, now let's go to a light meal, I know that there is a very good Dongying restaurant, where you can eat authentic sushi." "

Xiao Yang smiled and waved his hand, "Count, this little time, it is estimated that it should be calculated in about ten minutes, and after we sign the contract, we will have a good meal and celebrate, right, Mr. Kawamoto." "

Xiao Yang looked at Ha Yangsuke, who was about to cry, and the corners of his mouth turned up slightly.

"Haha, Xiao Jun is indeed a person with an urgent personality. Kitagawa didn't care, smiled, and stopped insisting.

However, Kawamoto Yosuke's expression was tangled, his lips began to tremble slightly, he had no reason to prevent the completion of the contract, let alone delay for 1 hour, half an hour is difficult.

On the other side, little Rockefeller found his father again.

"Father, according to the information given by the undercover agents of the Mitsubishi Foundation, the Mitsubishi Foundation has found a buyer for the Rockefeller Center, and is now signing a contract, and the Mitsubishi Foundation will sell all the Rockefeller Center to that person for $1.65 billion. "

"Bang!" The red wine glass in the old Rockefeller's hand fell to the ground, shattering.

"Fuck, what do you say!" the elder Rockefeller looked at his son with an expression of his own auditory hallucinations.

"Father, Rockefeller Center, may be selling to a third party. Rockefeller Jr. said with his head bowed.

"But I've asked that undercover agent to drag the signing as much as possible, maybe we still have a chance." "

The old Rockefeller grabbed his son's clothes, "Quickly call me and inform Kitagawa Ji!

"Yes, father!" little Rockefeller nodded, ready to go out and make a call.

Old Rockefeller waved his hand, "Just fight here, I want to listen to it too!"

The phone called, and although it was connected, no one answered until it turned into a busy signal.

Both of their faces turned livid, "Keep fighting!" Old Rockefeller's teeth were almost crushed.

What they didn't know was that Kitagawa Si's mobile phone was not brought with him at all, or Xiao Yang proposed it, saying that in order to avoid being disturbed, he should not bring his mobile phone when signing the contract.

Still can't get through, "Call your undercover agent, let him relay our offer!" Old Rockefeller now does not care about what is exposed, his only hope now is that the Rockefeller Center will not be bought by others.

At this time, in the conference room, the lawyers of both parties have officially confirmed that there is no problem with the contract, and the accounting team has probably liquidated one of the assets, and the two parties began to formally sign.

"It's over, it's all over!" Yosuke Kawamoto watched Kitagawa officially sign his name on the contract, then his body went limp, and he collapsed into his position.

Just then, his phone rang.

Xiao Yang put away the signed contract and looked at him with a smile, "Mr. Kawamoto, is this uncomfortable? "

Kitagawa also frowned and looked at Yosuke Kawamoto, "Kawamoto-kun, your phone!"

Yosuke Kawamoto took out his mobile phone from his pocket and saw the caller ID, his face turned pale.

But he still pressed the call button, crying and listening to the phone, and after a few seconds, he actually cried, and kept saying that he was late and had signed something like that.

Xiao Yang shrugged, turned his head to look at the livid-faced Beichuansi, and patted the other party's shoulder.

"Mr. Kitagawa is very emotional, haha, well, I originally wanted to ask you to have a meal, but now it seems that Mr. Kitagawa still needs to manage internal problems. "

Even if Kitagawa was stupid, he almost knew a little now, looked at Yosuke Kawamoto with a black face, and bowed to Xiao Yang again.

"I'm sorry, Xiao Jun, forgive me for not entertaining me today, and I will definitely come to the door next time I have the opportunity to make amends!"

Xiao Yang smiled, waved his hand, and left the Mitsubishi Foundation with a group of people.

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