Bart's expression changed slightly, but he quickly regained his composure, and said with a shy smile: "Your Majesty, Duke, Miss Chrissy and I are also discussing a business, but we had a small disagreement before. I didn't expect that before this, Duke, you I have already cooperated with Miss Chris, which shows Miss Chris’s ability and credibility. Naturally, I have no problem. I decided to cooperate with Miss Chris and deposit 50 million copper coins into Buffett’s bank.”
Chrissy glanced at Bart, her eyes full of disgust. This face that talks about people and ghosts is really disgusting. The 50 million copper coins are not because of her recognition of her abilities, but because of Bart's wish. She wanted to please Duke Abraham, but as a branch manager, she couldn't refuse such a big customer, let alone the consequences of rejecting the cooperation intention of Celtic Car and Horse Racing.
Bart glanced at Chris with his peripheral vision, and the corners of his mouth curled up slightly. He knew the rules of this circle well, so he was able to eat everyone to death.
From being a coachman to controlling half of the logistics of the entire chaotic city, he knew better than anyone present how to deal with the people below.
No one can refuse the olive branch extended by Celtic, because everyone knows whose era will come next.
Abraham's eyes narrowed slightly when he looked at Bart. He didn't like to deal with businessmen, because they often had many more layers of masks than ordinary people, and it was difficult to see clearly what face was hidden under their masks.
Moreover, it is difficult to find interesting people with similar interests among them. How can busy people like them spend a lot of time looking for delicious food? They are not as interesting as the little girl named Carlos just now.
If it weren't for Bowen's warm invitation this time, and Nian Zai's barely related relationship, he wouldn't have wanted to come to this dinner.
But how could he not see that the situation was not as Bart said, but Chris on the side didn't say anything, which was equivalent to acquiescing to Bart's words. The 50 million deposit should be quite important to her, otherwise she wouldn't have made a special trip I was going to this banquet, so I wasn’t going to say anything else.
"Our Buffett Bank refuses to accept these 50 million copper coins. Moreover, starting from today, Buffett Bank will terminate all cooperation with Celtic Horse Racing." At this moment, a voice sounded from behind everyone.
Everyone turned around in surprise and looked at Hill, who was walking slowly in a bright red dress, and their eyes suddenly lit up.
This dress looks familiar to many people. It should be the same dress as the dress Gloria wore at the last Aden Chamber of Commerce mid-year party, but the bright red color on Hill's body is Wearing it gives off a completely different feeling. There is a hint of charm in the coolness, making people unable to take their eyes away like a queen.
Of course, the most surprising thing is that Hill, as the controller of the Buffett family, actually directly rejected Bart's intention to cooperate. You must know that Celtic Horse Racing is now one of the upstarts in the city of chaos, and controls the city of chaos. Half of the logistics industry in the city has a very high say.
"Miss Hill!" Chris' eyes suddenly lit up. She turned around and looked at Hill, who was walking slowly like a queen. She couldn't help but feel excited.
If there is anyone in Buffett Bank who is qualified to reject Bart, after thinking about it, apart from the old Mr. Buffett who no longer manages affairs at all, the only one left is Miss Hill.
But like everyone else, Chrissy didn't expect that Hill would reject Bart, and even directly cut off all business dealings with Celtic Car and Horse Racing. This was something that every branch manager racked their brains to achieve. cooperate.
"Miss Hill, what did you just say?" Bart was also slightly stunned by Hill's words and frowned.
Hill stood still in front of Bart, looked at him and said calmly: "Mr. Bart, I mean, from today on, Buffett Bank will refuse all business dealings with Celtic Bank and you personally. Now, you understand Yet?"
Bart's face suddenly darkened, he looked at Hill and said solemnly: "Do you know how big our Celtic Car and Horse Racing Company is now? By the time I complete the acquisition of the Braima team, more than 50% of the logistics in Chaos City will be The control will be in my hands, are you sure that Buffett Bank will sever all cooperation with Celtic Horse Racing?"
The banquet hall had gradually quieted down. Everyone looked at Hill and Bart. One was the largest plutocrat in Nolan Continent, and the other was an upstart who was gradually rising to the top of the chaotic city's business district. The scene where the two were competing against each other was not common.
Hill smiled contemptuously, slightly parted his red lips and said: "Buffett Bank controls 70% of the long-distance currency circulation in Nolan Continent, and the cash flow it handles every year is 10,000 times the total assets of Celtic Car and Horse Racing. Since then, The chariot and horse fleet you have built is far superior to that of Celtic in terms of safety and timeliness, so what do you think is the scale of your Celtic chariot and horse fleet?"
Bart looked at Hill, his mouth opened, but he couldn't make any sound, and the veins on his forehead were beating faintly.
One thousand times is enough to make any words pale and feeble.
Even though he has run fast enough, in front of such a giant as Buffett Bank, he is still just a relatively fast ant.
Everyone in the venue also had different expressions. Although everyone knew that Buffett Bank was huge, few people knew exactly how big it was.
But Hill's 'ten thousand times' made everyone clearly realize what a terrifying amount it was. Buffett's bank was no longer a bank in the city of chaos, but a bank in the entire Nolan continent.
The momentum of Celtic Cars and Horses is good, but it is far from being comparable to Buffett Bank.
A yellow-haired girl who was no more than eighteen years old, a young lady who was born with a silver spoon in her mouth and had never suffered at all, dared to talk to him like this. Bart's heart burned with anger. He looked at Hill and said, "Buffett." The bank has the capital to be proud of, but if it just shuts out its partners without any reason and makes bad remarks, I would like to know how long you can continue such glory."
"Buffett Bank is open for business, welcomes wealth with a smile, and has always been famous for its high-quality service attitude." Hill's face gradually turned cold, and he looked at Bart and said coldly: "Why is it only targeting you? Are you pretending to be confused? Are you pretending to understand?" Do you need me to expose the dirty things you did in person?"
Bart's expression changed for a while, but he finally clenched his fists and endured it.
Hill's eyes swept over the faces of everyone present, and said in a cold voice: "Buffett Bank welcomes any cooperation, but refuses any dirty hands extended to the staff. If this kind of thing happens again in the future, no matter who it is, they will be punished." Be blacklisted and cut off all cooperation. Don’t touch the girls at Buffett Bank.”
