For adolescent little girls, Li Mu is not really angry.
Li Mu's dissatisfaction was that Gloria wanted to leave him behind and do something, which made Li Mu feel very uncontrollable.
Mmmm, it's really a very insecure person.
Whether it's Li Mu or Gloria, both of them.
Negotiations failed, and Gloria went on hunger strike that night.
In order to welcome her two children and Li Mu, Yan's mother cooked a very sumptuous dinner, which included traditional oriental dishes and Gloria and Sandy's favorite Italian-style pies.
Sandy came down from upstairs and sat beside Li Mu dejectedly: "She refused to come down, saying she didn't want to eat." ” Sandy couldn't understand why Li Mu and Gloria were awkward, in Sandy's thinking, as long as they lived under the same roof, they were a family, and they couldn't be awkward between families.
Of course, the "routines" between Sandy and Gloria are not included, and Sandy doesn't think it's an awkwardness, it's just the way the sisters get along with each other.
"Let's eat, leave her alone."
Li Mu was ruthless, anyway, it didn't matter if he was hungry for one or two meals.
"Reem" Sandy looked at Li Mu Chu pitifully, and the pleading meaning in his eyes was obvious.
"Otherwise, I'll go up and have a look," Hatsuyuki cautiously.
"Really" Li Mu was helpless, pulled off the napkin from his collar and still on the dining table, and went upstairs angrily.
This time Li Mu remembered to knock on the door, but without waiting for Gloria to respond, Li Mu pushed the door and entered.
"I told you I didn't want to eat" Gloria lay on the bed, still in her afternoon clothes, and didn't mean to get up.
"Are you going to threaten me with a hunger strike" Li Mu pressed back the dissatisfaction in his heart, trying to make his tone sound softer.
"Damn, you're not knocking" Gloria stood up in hatred, looking like a madman.
"I said I knocked, but you didn't hear it."
Li Mu was justified this time.
"Then what do you want to say, I don't even have the freedom to eat or not," Gloria was indignant.
"You also know that this is not right, do you let everyone wait for you, make everyone unhappy for your emotions, this is what you want to do" Li Mu came up and accused, not giving Gloria a chance to quibble.
"I don't want to hurt anyone, I just want to be quiet and quiet, now please leave my room."
Gloria was expressionless.
"Very good" Li Mu did not talk nonsense.
Back at the table, Li Mu didn't procrastinate: "Eat" "Do you want to keep some out?"
Yan's mother was thoughtful.
"No, not at all."
Li Mu was resolute and uncompromising.
The next day was the time agreed by Li Mu and Dylan Stevenson, and Li Mu took a horse-drawn carriage to Springfield early in the morning.
Springfield is an industrial center, so the economic crisis has not had any impact on Springfield, even if the Springfield Arsenal has reached the point where it has to change hands, and it is not because the Springfield Arsenal is too poor to open the pot, so from the faces of pedestrians on the road, Li Mu did not see any sadness.
The carriage Li Mu was riding in was inlaid with the logo of the Springfield Police Department, so the road was unimpeded, Springfield is now Li Mu's territory, and there is no need to hug before going out here, even so, Mason still brought a dozen gunners, and there was also a carriage, which was equipped with two "Rainstorm" light machine guns.
Dylan Stevenson does not live in the Springfield Arsenal, but lives on Welsh Street, which is not far from Li Mu's mansion.
Although the Springfield Arsenal was to be sold for economic reasons, Dylan Stevenson still had to save face, so this time it was Li Mu who went to visit Dylan Stevenson.
Li Mu doesn't have any feelings about this, this is in Springfield, there is no home stadium that is not at home, and the whole Springfield is Li Mu's home stadium.
Dylan Stevenson's home does not occupy a large area, much worse than Li Mu's mansion, and there are no gunmen at the entrance, so Li Mu's carriage can come directly to the door of Dylan Stevenson's main house.
Looking at the gunmen waiting around the carriage, a trace of mockery flashed across the corner of Dylan Stevenson's mouth, and the words he said were not very good: "Don't worry so much, there are not so many people who want to harm you, the vast majority of people in this world are kind." ” Yo, what I said, don't do bad things and don't be afraid of ghosts calling the door "If this is your sincere words, then it's a pity, this shouldn't be your age of perception."
Li Mu was not polite, and what he said did not save face.
A lot of people are still so naïve that they deserve to lose a lot in the economic crisis.
Dylan Stevenson is over sixty years old this year, this is an old man who is about to die, baldness is very serious, the Mediterranean Sea is no longer enough to describe, only the edge is still a circle of white hair, his teeth have almost fallen out, and when he speaks, he shows a mouth full of gold teeth, which makes people feel very bad, and Dylan Stevenson's body looks very weak, and he needs to rely on the support of the person next to him to stand firmly.
For such an old man, Li Mu originally wanted to retain a respect, but since Dylan Stevenson was not inferior, Li Mu didn't need to be too modest.
There is still a worrying one in the family, Li Mu does not have the patience when facing Dylan Stevenson when facing Gloria.
Well, although Li Mu didn't have much patience when facing Gloria.
"I have to say, your mouth is as good as the legend, just like your style, so I look really old" Dylan Stevenson shook his head and sighed, turning to walk inside.
Holding Dylan Stevenson's arm was a middle-aged man, presumably Dylan Stevenson's son or something, when Dylan Stevenson spoke, Li Mu keenly noticed that the middle-aged man's eyes looking at Li Mu were full of hatred.
This made Li Mu a little surprised, it is said that Li Mu wants to buy the shares in the hands of Dylan Stevenson, which is to help Dylan Stevenson get out of trouble, but it seems that this middle-aged man obviously does not think so.
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"Age is not a problem, the problem is to know what you are good at and what you are not good at, so you do what is suitable for you, so as not to lose sight of one or the other."
Li Mu doesn't talk about age with Dylan Stevenson, and experience doesn't speak for all.
"Sounds like you're familiar with the capital markets," Dylan Stevenson surprised.
"The enterprises under the Junma Group are not only Junma Weapons Company, there are many other enterprises, it doesn't matter if I don't understand, I can find someone who understands to help me operate."
Li Mu was not stingy and actively passed on his experience to Dylan Stevenson.
But this is useless, the older generation of people are more conservative, they believe that everything must be under control, and the human rights of enterprises are included, and they can't accept sheep-herding operations like Li Mu.
"Then you have to be careful, not everyone can be trusted."
Dylan Stevenson was neither happy nor angry, and limited his emotions to normal communication.
"Hehe, my money is not so easy to take, if you have a life, you have to have a life to spend."
Li Mu is not worried.
Those who are familiar with Li Mu know that Li Mu's money is not so easy to get, such as Henry, if Henry dares to betray Li Mu, then Li Mu will not hesitate to kill the killer, and he doesn't even need Li Mu to do it himself, just a reward, there will be countless people willing to serve Li Mu.
"Hehe" Dylan Stevenson didn't answer, and invited Li Mu to sit in the living room.
It can't be seen that as the big boss of the Springfield Arsenal, Dylan Stevenson is actually a thrifty person on weekdays, which can be found from the decoration in Dylan Stevenson's living room.
The decoration is really simple, there are no decorative paintings on the wall, only two double-barreled shotguns crossed together on the fireplace in the corner of the living room, and I don't know what it has to do with the Springfield Arsenal, the old sofa armrests are a little off the line, and there is no carpet on the floor, the wood texture on the coffee table is very clear, it is the most common maple wood in North America, such furniture is very suitable for ordinary people's living rooms, and it is not decent enough to use in Dylan Stevenson's living room.
This kind of decoration style is also normal, in fact, only the heart is not strong enough, or only the lack of strength needs something to fill the façade, and the really powerful people don't care about these, such as Rockefeller, even if Rockefeller goes out to ride a carriage that is about to fall apart, no one will despise Rockefeller because of this.
"About Springfield, what price do you want to come up with" Dylan Stevenson didn't rub in, didn't even serve a cup of tea, and went straight to the point.
"I heard that you offered Gogill eight million dollars," Li Mu tested Dylan Stevenson's tone.
"Hehe, that's a Qing countryman, I heard that he is still a descendant of a certain nobleman, that is a fat sheep, and he will be punished for missing such an opportunity."
Dylan Stevenson is not stupid, the US government will never allow a Qing man to buy the largest arsenal in the United States, so Dylan Stevenson offers an impossible price that can both refuse Gogill and raise the price, which is really the best of both worlds.
"yes, I can assure you, that guy is very comfortable to slaughter."
Li Mu smiled, and then remembered the benefits of the little fat man.
To be honest, if there was no little fat man, Li Mu's business would never have developed so fast.
"So what do you think of the price of six million dollars" Dylan Stevenson did not ask for a sky-high price, which was a little higher than Zhang Leye's estimate.
"Not good, you have to know, I don't want a Springfield that doesn't have a controlling stake, so then I have to deal with those small shareholders, and in fact, you know, as long as you give me time, the Horse Arms Company will definitely surpass Springfield, so I think the price of three million is reasonable."
Li Mu lowered the price, but left room for negotiation.
"Three million, are you crazy," the middle-aged man suddenly interjected.
Li Mu smiled and didn't speak, and didn't look at the middle-aged man.
"Shut up," Dylan Stevenson snapped.
It's rude, it's very rude to interject at this time
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