3525: C3525 I've Worn too Many Pants a Day I Want to Change

C3525 I've Worn too Many Pants a Day I Want to Change

Augustus grinned when he heard Dabler's words. He did not get angry. He just smiled faintly and said, "If you can't do it, then forget it. Then you are useless. You can pay back the 200 million pounds you owe."

Dabler: "! # $%..."

Threatening!

A blatant threat!

And it was the kind that didn't hide anything!

But what made Dabler even more aggrieved was...

He knew it was a threat, but he didn't dare to say anything.

He still owed Augustus and the others 200 million pounds.

As long as he spoke, they would ask him to pay them back.

But could he take out 200 million?

The answer was no.

It was said to be 200 million!

Even if it was 20 million pounds, he wouldn't be able to take it out.

This damned Augustus!

Clenching his teeth, Dabler finally nodded helplessly. "I can try, but I can't guarantee success!"

Hearing Dabler's words, Augustus shook his head and said, "No, no, no! Dabler, you are wrong. You are not trying your best. You must ensure that the whole thing will succeed."

"Otherwise, you should know the consequences."

What were the consequences?

Without a doubt, returning the money...

Dabler: "@! # $%..."

At this moment, Dabler felt like he had just punched Augustus to death.

Bullying people, this was too much of bullying.

There was no need to be like this.

Dabler didn't say anything. He gave Augustus a deep look, then turned around and left.

As he walked, he took out his phone from his pocket and dialed Thomas' number.

Doo Doo Doo ~

After three beeping sounds, the call was successfully connected.

"Hello, Mr. Thomas. I am Dabler..." Without waiting for Thomas to speak, Dabler directly revealed his identity.

...

NASA...

Thomas took out his phone from his pocket and looked at Dabler's number on the screen.2

He couldn't help but frown!

He really did not have a good impression of Dabler.

As for the reason?

It was very simple!

Dabler and Marco were wearing the same pants.

Since he was against Marco becoming the president of NASA, he naturally did not have a good impression of this "accomplice" Dabler.

However, out of courtesy, Thomas still pressed the answer button.

"Hello, Mr. Thomas. I am Dabler..."

Before he could ask anything, Dabler's voice could be heard from the phone.

"Dabler, I don't want to hear your nonsense. Just tell me what you want from us!" Thomas impatiently interrupted Dabler and asked sternly.

Dabler was a businessman. If he was allowed to continue talking, he could even talk for an entire day.

As for himself, he was a scientist. He was too lazy to support Dabler's bragging!

"Cough cough!" Dabler coughed awkwardly and said, "Mr. Thomas, do you know what happened recently?"

"What happened?"

"About Qin Luo," Qin Luo said.

"Haha, isn't this your doing? I haven't even settled the score with you, and you still have the guts to come and find me?"

"No, no, no! Mr. Thomas, you misunderstood me. The reason I came looking for you today is not to show off."

"Furthermore, this matter has nothing to do with me. All of this was planned by Marco!"

"Even I feel somewhat disgusted by this!" Dabler's voice came from the phone.

Marco planned it all?

Dabler despised it?

Wait!

Did he mishear something?

Didn't Dabler and Marco wear the same pants?

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