5001: C5001 Wouldn't It be a Waste of Effort

C5001 Wouldn't It be a Waste of Effort

"No matter what request it is, you can ask for it. As long as Mitchell can do it, he will not refuse it."

Weiss said.

As long as he can do it, he won't refuse?

Yes!

Hearing this sentence, Arman instantly became energetic.

"Weiss, since you said so, I'll also tell you my conditions."

"It's not impossible for Mitchell and I to join hands. After all, our interests are the same."

"But I have to say first that after I pull Alman down from the horse, I need to return to the position of the family head."

"Of course. Correspondingly, I will also make Mitchell return to his position. How about it?"

Since he had already said so, Oman could not be bothered to hide it anymore. He directly chose to speak frankly.

He could join hands with Mitchell and also pull Oman down from his horse.

However, he needed to return to his position as the head of the family!

As long as Mitchell agreed, he could immediately start preparing.

However, if Mitchell didn't agree...

Hm, then pretend he didn't say anything!

Oman wants to become the head of the Rothschild family once again!

Although Weiss had already guessed in his heart.

But when Oman truly said the answer, Weiss was still surprised.

It had to be known that not only Oman, but Mitchell was also staring at the position of the family head.

But the position of Patriarch was only one, so this kind of thing couldn't be done in turns.

Could Mitchell agree?

And even if Mitchell agreed, Weiss didn't want to agree either.

Mitchell had promised him.

Once Mitchell became the head of the Rothschild family, then he would be the seventh elder of the Rothschild family.

In comparison, Oman had never promised him anything.

"Mr. Oman, I can't make a decision on this matter. I'm afraid you'll have to discuss this with Elder Mitchell."

Weiss gritted his teeth and said.

"Then what are you waiting for? Hurry up and report to Mitchell!"

Oman said sternly.

Weiss:... ""

He didn't know why, but Oman clearly didn't have any power in his hands, and he didn't have the right to order him.2

But Weiss suddenly felt that he had returned to the fear of being controlled by Oman.

He silently glanced at Oman, and Weiss silently took out his phone from his pocket and dialed Mitchell's number.

"Doo Doo Doo ~"

After three beeps, the call was smoothly answered.

"Elder Mitchell..."

"How's the matter going? Did Oman agree to cooperate?"

Before Weiss could finish, Mitchell interrupted him on the other side of the phone.

"I agree, but Mr. Oman also proposed a condition."

"What condition?"

"[He wants to return to the main seat!]"

Weiss said.

"What?"

Hearing Weiss' words, Mitchell immediately cried out in alarm.

Oman actually wanted to return to the position of the Rothschild clan head.

He wasn't afraid of bursting his belly!

"Impossible, absolutely impossible. Weiss, tell him that other than this condition, we can negotiate any other conditions."

"Only he can't!"

Mitchell sternly said.

There was only one position for the clan head, and it was impossible for him to take turns.

If Oman were to take the seat of the family head, what would he do?

Wouldn't he work for Arman for nothing?

Regarding this point, Mitchell was unable to agree to it no matter what.

"Nice!"

Weiss heavily clenched his fist.

He was worried that Mitchell would agree to Oman's conditions in order to cooperate with him.

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