Chapter 108: Jiang Butong’s Idea

"Yes. That bastard thinks the customs rejection was caused by our goods. He believes he lost out on four hundred thousand, and now he wants to offset the earlier payment of over one hundred thousand, then make me pay him another two hundred thousand!" Zhou Wenxiu said.

Jiang Budong understood. Huang Jijun was clearly a swindler; the payments for those three earlier shipments had very likely been pocketed by him. Since he did not want to pay, he had come up with this trick...

Even if Yu Nian said nothing, Chunyu Han, in view of the fact that she had taken that knife for him, would never let her suffer an injustice.

The cook had been busy in the kitchen all along. Today, with all the guests dining at the same time, he alone had to handle the cooking, so busy he was practically running himself ragged.

Since coming to this era, these were the only dishes she had been able to eat.

Then they would also have to go on a business trip to the United States, and it might involve licensing fees for patent rights and the like. Although no one knew how much money would need to be invested by then, the budget still had to be planned properly.

Then Zhuolan, carrying that huge basket, hovered low outside the elevator shaft for several minutes. As if after making a great resolution, he hurled the basket into the shaft.

Gong Tao still spent his days using invitations to clients and the excuse of building rapport with them as cover, going out to socialize constantly. Of course, he also went to a few places too sordid to mention for fun.

After returning alone to the bedroom, Zhang Qian lay on the bed and began operating the computer to browse Joseph's "life story" and ambitions.

An Huai's wife disappeared during one confrontation with the Western Rong. She vanished amid the chaos of battle without a trace, and no one knew whether she was alive or dead. An Huai searched for her for a long time, yet still never found her.

Although the property manager's attitude was terrible, seeing the young doorman being scolded made Yun Feilong and the others too embarrassed to keep disturbing his work, so they moved the car to the roadside near the exit, where it would not affect any vehicles coming or going.

The male lead, Tan Xianglin, was shameless and still insisted on putting on an act. If you really wanted someone shameless, who could compare? That Haozi was even hyped up as some kind of reclusive master. He had no shame, so naturally he could get along with Tan Xianglin.

But he had underestimated the barbarity of the Jurchen clan powers. The Jurchens had founded their state through force, and their most familiar way of handling problems was to use the blade in their hands to cut the weeds down to the roots, killing once and for all. Wanyan Sheng assumed the clan powers would reason with him, but he had not expected his opponents never intended to reason at all.

Gong Lingrui stopped, raised a palm toward the people behind him to signal them to halt, and after staring for a long while with narrowed eyes, gave the order to continue.

In the deep pit, Latu fell downward. Turning his head with a complicated expression toward a certain spot, he let out a trembling sound from his throat, like an ancient chant.

Kaihaote was still lost in his own world, not yet recovered and unaware of the strange change around him, until the moment Qiongsi's trembling hand touched him, when he finally woke from his reverie.

Kays shook his head without speaking. Drawing close to the Lion King and the descendant of Arslan would mean stepping into the sight of many people, which was no wise move.

He muttered under his breath, flipped his wrist, and immediately tucked them into his wide sleeves. Only then did he gain a little confidence. After steadying his breathing, he lifted a foot and no longer concealed his movements, striding toward the five men.

"My lord, would you like to go over and investigate? Magistrate Yu asks for your judgment. Will you go now, or tomorrow morning?" one of the men said in a rough voice, instantly silencing Li Qian's complaints.

In truth, the only person she could now suspect was Meng Ci. Even though she had become estranged from the Liu family, there was really no need to drive her to her death.

Since the deadline for the mission was ten days, and to ensure the players would be in better condition, Huo Yixin planned to hold the match after eight days. The time was set for 7:00 p.m.

In other words, once they entered the cube, they would no longer be able to receive orders from the Supreme Commander and act accordingly. They would have to improvise, and then find a way to uncover Mo Sisi's secret.