Million Dollar

Hearing the number thrown by Zhou Ming, Miguel almost didn't spit out a mouthful of old blood: Mr. Zhou Ming, I can understand that you must have spent some of it in order to prepare for these things. It is reasonable to ask me to bear some, but is this 500,000 US dollars a little too much?

Miguel spoke very carefully, but the actual meaning was that everyone understood. Just kidding, the land of Molia just agreed to be only three million US dollars. Although this price is definitely not the market price, it is also a good reference; however, you now have 500,000 US dollars, and you cut off one-sixth of it, which will give people a way out.

After you said this, I also felt that it was a bit too much. Zhou Ming thought about it and asked suddenly, but Mr. Miguel, were you scolding me in your heart just now

This sudden question caught Miguel off guard. Even if he thought about it, he would not have thought about how Zhou Ming would suddenly ask such a question that was incompatible with each other.

It is normal to scold Miguel. Anyone who encounters such extortion will be very upset. Even if there is no sign of any expression on his face, he will definitely insult the other party in his heart. But who would ask so directly?

Miguel subconsciously wanted to nod, but then he immediately reacted and shook his head and said firmly: This is absolutely impossible. Mr. Zhou Ming, you are the person I respect the most. How could I scold you? I should naturally compensate you for the losses you suffered in this matter. I can recognize all these and it is completely reasonable.

Zhou Ming smiled: I'm afraid Mr. Miguel's words are wrong.

Miguel was anxious to explain something, but Zhou Ming then said: Mr. Miguel, you don’t need to explain anything to me. In short, since you scolded me just now, you will have to compensate me for the mental loss. Just 550,000 US dollars. Mr. Miguel, what do you think

Miguel looked surprised: Why did it turn into $550,000 again? Didn’t you pay $500,000 just now?

Because of the price of 500,000 US dollars, you are not satisfied with Mr. Miguel, then I have to quote again. I don’t know if you are still satisfied with this price, Zhou Ming said it naturally.

Carlos and Hyena couldn't help but sneer, and Miguel was also confused at this time: Brother, I'm not satisfied with the price of 500,000 US dollars, so you add 550,000 US dollars, is there such a transaction?

Zhou Ming looked at Miguel's expression and suddenly realized: It turns out that Mr. Miguel, you are not satisfied with 550,000 US dollars, so what about 600,000 US dollars. If you are not satisfied, I can give you 650,000 US dollars or even 700,000 US dollars.

Listening to Zhou Ming keep raising the price, Miguel also realized that Zhou Ming was intentional, so he interrupted him without waiting for Zhou Ming to finish his words and said: Mr. Zhou Ming, it's only $600,000, I accept this price.

Zhou Ming was stunned for a moment and said: Why did you accept the price of 600,000 US dollars by Mr. Miguel? I thought you would have to shout at least one million US dollars before you would react.

Faced with Zhou Ming's pity tone, Miguel felt extremely ashamed. Fortunately, he woke up early. Otherwise, when he shouted more than one million, he would have really cried. He finally sold a piece of land, but one-third of it had to be distributed to others. This was something that no one could accept, but it was accepted, but it brought another problem.

But Mr. Zhou Ming, I don’t have 600,000 US dollars. Miguel said, “Sir, you know I am a very down-and-out landlord of Moria. Although Moria’s land is mine, I can collect rent from all Moria people, but you also know that the rent there is very cheap, and there are still many rents that I can’t collect, so I am also a poor man in Moria. How can I afford 600,000 US dollars?

Zhou Ming nodded as he listened to Miguel's words and said: It seems that this is true, then Miguel, you are not as rich as you imagined, otherwise you wouldn't have thought of selling Molia.

Sir, you are very smart, the facts are just like you said. Miguel compliments Zhou Ming and said, but before Miguel could be glad, Zhou Ming's next words made him cry without tears.

Mr. Miguel, there is something I am very curious about, just what if your tenant can’t afford the rent one day because he doesn’t have as much money as you ask for, Zhou Ming asked.

Miguel was silent. Even if he wasn't smart enough to hear Zhou Ming's question, he understood that his answer to this question would be related to whether Molia could come back to his hands. He wanted to wave his hand and let his tenants pay as much rent as possible, but the problem was that he had never done this before. He had never let those who could not afford the rent get out of here. Carlos knew this very clearly.

So Miguel thought for a while before saying: Mr. Zhou Ming, I understand, but I really can't afford so much money now, and I need some time to raise the money.

Zhou Ming raised a finger: I can only give you one day at most, which means it will be noon tomorrow at the latest. If you don’t have that much money yet, then Molia will be mine.

Sir, the day is too short, can it be longer? Miguel asked with hope.

Mr. Miguel, I hope you don’t bargain with me anymore. Maybe I will ask you to give me all the money tonight. Zhou Ming said.

Zhou Ming's tone was plain, but Miguel's ears made him shudder. Then he nodded desperately and said: OK, sir, every day is just one day, I will raise 600,000 US dollars for you by noon tomorrow. I hope you must abide by the agreement.

Of course, although I am very unhappy with someone like you, I am still very contractual. Zhou Ming said.

After the agreement was completed, Miguel hurriedly left to raise money. After all, Zhou Ming gave him only one day, and he had to race against time to complete the task.

Seeing Miguel leave, Carlos shouted excitedly: This is great, Mr. Zhou Ming, you are so amazing. This is the first time I saw Miguel suffer such a big loss. Usually, he wants others to get out of money. I didn’t expect that in front of you, Mr. Zhou Ming, he is like a grandson, and you are playing with him in the applause of you.

I guess Miguel can only be arrogant with you Molia. After all, except him, the rest are poor people who can't even afford a peso rent. But as long as he meets others, they are not all bad, Zhou Ming pointed, just like, didn't he convince him to sell Molia at a low price of three million, you know that the price offered by Maya company is 5 million US dollars, and even because of our protests, the price will not be less than four million.

Carlos then remembered: That's right, sir, you can lower the price to three million, you are also very powerful. Sure enough, Mr. Zhou Ming, you are surrounded by you.

Hyena was very angry when she heard Carlos say this: Just kidding, this is my master, the world's strongest soldier. It's so polite to ask him to deal with a little Miguel.

Zhou Ming waved his hand: Okay, we have finished the work anyway, so let's leave here as soon as possible. Although we don't know what happened to Jefferson, we should not stay here for too long to avoid unnecessary trouble.

With Zhou Ming's words, the Hyena and the others remembered their current situation, which was wanted by Jefferson, so they quickly put away their smiles and left quickly.

Zhou Ming and the others were worried that they would be intercepted by Jefferson's private army like last time, so they took some roads to walk, so they walked back to the section of Molia for nearly an hour, and finally returned to their house after confirming Molia's safety.

Molia's protests and demonstrations continue. It has to be said that Carlos' friends are still very dedicated. When Zhou Ming and the others came back, they happened to see a head-on conflict between the demonstrators and the Molia security personnel.

In fact, the conflict is a relatively official statement. In fact, they are just fighting in groups. The Moria people cursed and went up to punch and kick the security personnel. The security personnel were waving rubber sticks to beat the Moria people in front of them. The scene was very chaotic, and even some children participated in it and kept throwing stones at the security personnel.

In the courtyard of the Public Security Commission at the end of Moria Street, a black smoke rose, and a car belonging to the Commission was lit by the Morias.

Regarding their big trouble, Zhou Ming was originally worried that he would attract the police in Mexico City, but Carlos's explanation later made him feel relieved.

Moria is something that Mexico doesn't want to be in charge of, because there are many poor people and migrant populations here, and various crimes are emerging one after another, so there is no way to be in charge of it. Therefore, Mexico City only set up a symbolic security committee here, not even a police station. Because if there is a police station, how many police officers should be dispatched? You should know that Moria is here. Even if there are many police officers here every day, it is not enough.

Carlos said: The most important thing is that such things can basically happen in Molia every few months. Whether it is the security committee, the Molia or the police in Mexico City, they are used to it, so even if they are a little older, it will be like this.

Seeing the madness of these Morians, Zhou Ming felt speechless. This was a scene that he could not see in China.

But no matter how these Moria people and the Public Security Committee fight each other, Zhou Ming still has to do his own thing. He took Carlos back to the house he rented and asked him: Carlos tells me, do you want to get out of Moria?
Chapter completed!