One second, five seconds, ten seconds

Several minutes had passed in the blink of an eye, but the good man of Antang showed no sign of speaking.

There's no way. He's buzzing in his mind. He doesn't know what to say.

It wasn't until a few minutes later that Anton came to his senses and said, "Augustus, did you agree?"

"Well, yes!" Auguste said, "there's no way to refuse."

"As you said, what should be given should be given, and given earlier will have a little less impact on us."

"If it's late, Qin Luo may raise the price, and there may be a greater shock in the academic community."

A good man in peace: '"! @#¥%……’

Although he didn't want to admit it, what he had to admit was that what Auguste said was true!

On the one hand, they are trapped in the pressure of academic circles, on the other hand, Qin Luo is constantly creating pressure on them.

In addition, in essence, they want to settle the matter thoroughly. It's always good to promise early.

But when he thought of 3.5 billion pounds and realized 4.6 billion dollars, his heart was bleeding!

"I agree!" The good man of Antang gritted his teeth and nodded and said, "by the way, I've got Marco out. We'll come right now."

"Good..."

After a simple chat, the good man of Antang hung up the phone directly.

"How about it?"

Just then Marco came up.

"The peace talks have been finalized, and Qin Luo agreed to stop."

"But his offer is very harsh."

"He wants 3.5 billion pounds!" An Tang good man said with a wry smile.

He doesn't know whether he should be happy or angry now.

Happy, also said in the past, after all, the peace talks went smoothly, Qin Luo has agreed to stop.

And angry, there are enough reasons!

Qin Luo this guy, open mouth is 3.5 billion, this is to kill them!

Although they are all presidents and directors of multinational consortia.

But most of their money is in the stock market or the real economy.

There is also a large part of the company's money!

In fact, the working capital they can control is not much.

After Qin Luo's blackmail, they have less money in their hands!

3.5 billion?

Marco took a puff from the corner of his mouth and stood there.

He thought that Qin Luo would open his mouth like a lion, but what he didn't expect was that Qin Luo's mouth would be so big.

This is no longer a lion.

This is Chen!

3.5 billion pounds! $4.6 billion!

More than 20 billion soft money!

It's as high as a skyscraper!

Only Qin Luo can eat it!

"Yes?"

"I can't help but promise." The good man of Antang nodded: "if you don't agree, the loss may be even greater!"

Yes, from the very beginning, they have lost the qualification to refuse qinluo!

Marco: "Oh! @#¥%……”

Although I don't want to

But you have to

Without speaking, Marco clenched his fists and, without saying a word, headed for the Hilton Hotel.

About half an hour later, he stood at the door of the Hilton Hotel!

I don't know why, at this moment, Marco has a complex feeling

Once upon a time, he was thinking of holding a celebration dinner in Hilton.