A well-dressed, Sven-looking middle-aged man followed Catherine to John and Charles.

At the same time, Catherine walked in the direction of Chen Xu alone.

"Is it Brontë's man." Chen Xu said towards Catherine.

Although the sentence pattern of the inquiry, the tone was affirmative, as if he had known it for a long time~.

Catherine, who was standing there, was slightly stunned when she heard Chen Xu's words.

Then he bowed his head and said, "Yes, he is Brontë's butler, Lucanapoli, and he is also responsible for helping Brontë deal with some business on the surface." "

And when Catherine told Chen Xu the other party's information.

Lucanapoli, who had been paying attention to Catherine's movements, also shrank his eyes slightly.

He understood what Catherine's little gesture just represented.

That proves that Catherine has placed the Braithwaite family in a similar status as a vassal and subordinate.

And the other party is obviously the Braithwaite family, the real supplier behind the moonshine business.

"Your Excellency, I am the butler of Mr. Angelo Brontë, and on behalf of him, Mr. Angelo Brontë, I extend my congratulations to all gentlemen." Lucanapoli leaned forward towards Chen Xu and bowed.

At the same time, he took out an envelope from his pocket and handed it over seemingly politely.

He understood one thing, and that was that he was only representing Brontë.

Judging from the information obtained from the investigation, the other party completely belongs to people who can be on the same level as Brontë.

If he dares to behave rudely, don't say what the other party will do to him.

Even Brontë would have left him with no food to eat.

But although the superficial courtesy is very thoughtful.

But Lucanapoli's eyes still involuntarily flashed a trace of disdain.

A bunch of hillbillies.

Looking at John and their appearance, Lucanapoli had a natural sense of superiority.

Especially when he looked at Charles next to John, he was full of disgust and disgust.

A guy with the blood of Brother Ni and the Indian red-skinned pig.

"I know him." Chen Xu took the delicate envelope in the other party's hand.

The material is very good, and there is a hint of high-end perfume.

"Madame Braithwaite had some business cooperation with Mr. Brontë."

"Originally, Mr. Brontë thought that those industries had become history with some guys, but now..." Lucanapoli said this, and he paused to look at Chen Xu.

"Of course, now they're working with me." Chen Xu smiled.

"So sir, have you considered changing the partner you work with?" For example, Mr. Brontë. "

"He has the widest access to St. Denis, and even Lemorne." Lucanapoli smiled at Chen Xu.

Hearing this, Catherine, who was standing on the side, even knew that Chen Xu would not agree.

But I still couldn't help but feel a burst of anger in my heart.

"For the matter of cooperation, you can find Lady Catherine, I have handed over all the dominance of these businesses in the state of Lemorne, to her." Chen Xu said unimpressedly.

For a moment, the atmosphere suddenly froze a little.

"Mr. Brontë is a tycoon!" After about ten seconds or so, the smile on his face faded, and Lucanapoli said word by word.

At the same time, his body was straight, and there was a hint of pride on his face.

Tycoon: This is a general term.

Many people understand a tycoon as a wealthy businessman.

But this is only the most superficial cognition, and it is also the most wrong cognition.

Because this is just one of the many labels of tycoons.

It's more like a pronoun, a proof of social hierarchy status.

Tycoons will be rich, but rich people cannot necessarily be called tycoons.

Because he also has to have some political resources, as well as his own power.

Similarly, the fight between tycoons is always the same, just like gangs fighting for turf.

One city, one state, one country.

Its resources are limited.

And limited means tight resources.

All Brontë, although in Saint-Denis, belongs to the most advantageous people.

But he also has some opponents.

Everyone is competing for those limited resources.

"Tycoon! That's a scary name. Chen Xu suddenly let out a burst of laughter.

If it is a formal negotiation, it is actually a very impolite behavior.

Lucanapoli's brow furrowed, he had a hunch that his mission today might fail.

"May I think you're threatening me?" Chen Xu put away his smile and stared at Lukanapoli.

At Chen Xu's eyes, suddenly Lucanapoli's heart beat a few times.

Momentum, this is a very esoteric thing.

An expression, a subtle small movement, and some eyes can make people feel that in fact, the momentum exists.

And now facing Chen Xu, Lucanapoli suddenly had the illusion of facing Brontë in anger.

"It's just a piece of advice." Forced to endure some panic in his heart, Lucanapoli said.

"Advice? Very good advice. Chen Xu nodded lightly and took two steps to the side. (Read violent novels, just go to Feilu Fiction Network!) ）

In the next second, Lucanapoli suddenly felt a black eye socket, and a huge pain came from his head, which made him involuntarily exclaim.

Strong inertia and vertigo also caused him to fall to the ground.

At the same time, a stream of warm liquid flowed down his head, and some liquid flowed into his mouth, with a fishy smell.

That's blood.

Next to him, John and the others looked at Chen Xu dumbfounded, looking incredulous.

Just now, Chen Xu took out his revolver, and then smashed it on the opponent's head with the position of the butt.

"I hate the way you looked before, maybe you think you're hiding it well? But we see it all clearly. "

Chen Xu suddenly bent down, grabbed Lucanapoli's hair with his right hand, and pulled him up from the ground.

"You came to my territory and looked at me and my brothers with contempt and disgust."

"Just to give us a piece of advice and let us know how honored it is for me to work with your master?"

"I wonder, who gave you courage, or maybe your head is harder than the others?"

Chen Xu's expression was indifferent, as if looking at a dead man, and at the same time, the muzzle of the revolver in his hand was aimed at the opponent's head.

Feeling the cold touch coming from his temples, this time Lucanapoli suddenly panicked.

He didn't know if the other party was scaring him or really daring to kill him.

But even if there was even a slight possibility, he did not dare to gamble now.

"Nope! This is all my fault, Your Excellency, please forgive me for my rudeness! "

"I just have some not very clear heads."

Ricanapolis prayed frantically.

"Of course, everyone makes mistakes... But as long as you admit your mistakes, you are worthy of forgiveness, aren't you? "

Chen Xu removed the muzzle of the gun, and at the same time released his hand holding the other party's hair, and gently wiped it on the suit that looked very expensive on his body.

"Yes... Yes, gentlemen, please forgive me for my rudeness"

Panicked, Lucanapoli quickly got up from the ground and bowed his head to Charles, John, and David.

"You can go back and tell your master everything that happened here, word for word." Chen Xu looked at the other party and said.

"Yes! Be! "

Covering the wound on his head, Lucanapoli ran towards the outside of the manor, afraid that he would run one step slower.