"Uncle Ji, why did you really take it out?"

The bald man had a helpless and wry smile on his face, and some chubby bodies moved around in the room.

Lin Mo sat aside, looking at this scene, he wanted to laugh but couldn't.

All those present were considered their elders, and there was not a single one under the age of forty.

"Hahaha, Luo Datou, I guessed it right. As soon as I came in, I saw Uncle Ji beating Liu Xiaopang."

"Hmph, Fatty Liu is unsatisfactory."

Another two middle-aged men pushed in the door, one with square glasses and a gentle face.

The other person crossed his chest with his hands, his eyes were sharp, and he looked at the bald man with hatred.

"Lin Mo, you don't need to be restrained, these guys don't have the air of a superior."

**The more I looked at Lin Mo, who was sitting on a chair making tea with a serious face, came over and patted him on the shoulder.

"It's okay, I like this kind of atmosphere, at least there's no such thing as a life-and-death intrigue."

The corner of Lin Mo's mouth lightly outlines a smile from the heart.

In his heart, he thought of the good times of himself and Xu ** again.

"**, where the hell are you going..."

Lin Mo muttered to himself in his heart.

Finally, a total of eighteen people all arrived.

They are all at the helm of various groups or families in South Vietnam.

Although it is not the top, each person can only take out more than one hundred million jade coins at most.

But it adds up to two billion.

It is enough to support Lin Mo's plan to acquire Vientiane Tongbao at the current stage.

"Everyone..."

"Boss!"

Lin Mo just stood up and opened his mouth to speak when the people in the reception room were suddenly opened.

Ding Lifengchen, who had disappeared for four days, appeared at the door.

"Ding Li, what have you been doing these days?"

With a mysterious smile on Ding Li's face, he walked in and closed the door.

Sitting on the sofa to the side, with a proud face, he waved at Lin Mo.

"Keep talking."

Lin Mo's face darkened, but seeing the bloodshot eyes in Ding Li's eyes and the dusty clothes, an idea appeared in his heart.

There was no need to worry about Ding Li's sudden passing, so Lin Mo spoke again.

"Seniors, Lin Mo is deeply honored to be here today."

The wealthy businessmen sitting on the sofa laughed and said.

"Tarzan doesn't have to be like this, we can make a little profit from this kind of thing."

"If Mr. Lin really wants to thank us, why not make a special hair growth potion for me later?"

The bald man touched his hair in distress, looked at the hair in his hand, and immediately fell into autism.

"The old man doesn't ask for anything else, as long as Little Friend Lin can let Brother Zhao take out the old wine that has been treasured for many years, I will be satisfied."

Looking at the appearance of the wealthy businessmen around, Lin Mo also had a smile on his face.

He could feel that they were just enlivening the atmosphere.

"Okay, I must remember Mr. Liu's hair growth potion. Old Zhao's wine may not be available, but I still have a little of it."

After speaking, Lin Mo's cheeks became serious, and he began to talk about the theme of this time.

"According to the information we received in Vientiane Country, the Chamber of Commerce formed by Maple Leaf Country has prepared about two billion yuan in funds."

"These are actually the same as us, but those so-called large financial sums are definitely impossible to say the funds they have really prepared."

"So, according to my estimation, the Chamber of Commerce Vientiane Tongbao formed by their alliance this time will not be less than 1.5 billion, and the jade coins will not be less than 1.8 billion."

Following Lin Mo's information about the Maple Leaf National Chamber of Commerce, he said one by one.

The faces of the wealthy businessmen who were sitting on the sofa with a relaxed expression also became solemn. JrNovels.com