4807: C4807 It Doesn't Matter If It's Money or Not

C4807 It Doesn't Matter If It's Money or Not

Qin Luo silently swallowed his saliva and said, "Minister Chen, don't tell me you want to entrust the entire Chinese Academia to me."

Hearing Qin Luo's words, Chen Qiangsheng nodded calmly and said, "That's right, that's what I think."

"What's the problem?"

What's the problem?

Hehe...

The problem was huge.

My skinny arms and skinny legs.

I can't take it.

"Cough cough ~"

Qin Luo covered his mouth with his right hand and coughed awkwardly. He said, "Minister Chen, I think we should discuss this matter."

"You are still young. You cannot let go so quickly."

"Also, I am just an ordinary researcher. I cannot bear such a heavy burden."

Chen Qiangsheng wanted to throw the burden to him and then run to the side to enjoy himself?

Sorry, that was impossible!

In Qin Luo's dictionary, this was not the case.

Either they suffer together, or they don't want to do it anymore...

However, Chen Qiangsheng didn't care about what Qin Luo said.

He looked at Qin Luo with a serious expression, then patted Qin Luo's shoulder heavily and said in a deep voice, "Qin Luo, I believe you."

"You are still young, and you are smarter than me. You will definitely do better than me."

Chen Qiangsheng's expression was very serious as he spoke, and his tone was very certain.

It was as if Liu Bei had asked him to stay in White Emperor City.

Qin Luo admitted that he was touched by Chen Qiangsheng's words for a moment.

However, it was only for a moment.

The reason was very simple, because it was at the moment when Chen Qiangsheng finished his words.

He saw Chen Qiangsheng turn around and leave without saying a word.

"Heh..."

"Hehe..."

"Hehehehehe..."

Qin Luo's face darkened, and a cold smile appeared on his face.

He could finally tell that Chen Qiangsheng was determined to be the hands-free manager.

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On the other side...

A black Mercedes-Benz S600 sped along the streets of Yanjing.

In the car sat an old man and a young man.

The young one was naturally Alman, while the old one was Goodwin.

"Young master, we'll arrive at Yanjing University in about ten minutes."

Goodwin said.

Arman nodded and said, "Is the information ready?"

"Occasionally, the information is ready. Qin Luo has no chance of rejecting it."

Good said with a warm smile.

After Alman's call, Goodwin prepared all the information about manned space and the construction of the space station inside Rothschild overnight.

He believed that as long as Surang read this information, he wouldn't refuse, and there was no reason for him to refuse.

It was not only the information on manned space, but also the construction information of the space station. These things might not be worth mentioning to others, but they were priceless treasures in Qin Luo's eyes.

How could Qin Luo reject it?

Nodding his head in satisfaction, Alman opened his mouth and said, "By the way, have I paid for any movements over there?"

"Yes."

Goodwin nodded and said, "According to the news from within the family, Oman recently mobilized five billion USD."

"If I'm not bad, this should be Oman's bargaining chip"

5 billion US dollars.

Was it a lot?

To be honest, it was indeed quite a lot.

The pile was as tall as several floors.

But the problem was that Qin Luo did not lack money, and he was not a person who loved money as much as his life.

Oman wanting to use money to negotiate with Qin Luo was simply wishful thinking.

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