Five Hundred and Thirty-Two: The Team, Funds, and Your Food and Drink Are All Mine.

Xu Cheng asked him: "Do you want to pay the bill?"

"I..." Haber couldn't help but smile: "You asked me to think about it, this 1 billion US dollars is not easy to settle in a short time."

"If you find a team, just talk to them. When you settle with them, that's your business." Xu Cheng said.

"Eat breakfast first, let me calm down. Your gamble is a bit big, I need to take a breath." Habo sat down, and before Xu Cheng could leave, the two of them held the buffet plates and ate a sumptuous breakfast.

Xu Cheng said to Haber's assistant: "Go and prepare a breakfast for me. I will take it to my wife later."

Harper's assistant nodded and walked away.

Xu Cheng looked at Ha Bo and said, "I like your feeling of being surrounded by each other. If you have the chance, you can also come to my territory to play."

Harper: "Where? China?"

Xu Cheng: “No, it’s a place of mercenaries.”

Harper: "Forget it, I still want to live for a few more years. I don't want my private plane to be bombarded with missiles from the airspace of the mercenary land, where no grass will grow if any plane flies over. After the increase in oil prices in recent years, , the dictator there is even crazier.”

Xu Cheng: "It's okay. I will allow your plane to fly around in the future, if there is a chance. But we will talk about it later."

Ha Bo looked at Xu Cheng seriously and said, "Are you really planning to go hang out there?"

"Why not?" Xu Cheng said with a natural expression on his face: "As you said, there are criminal fugitives from all over the world there. They are desperate and no country is willing to provide them with shelter, so there are everyone there, it's just Mexico. An upgraded version of Sin City, I like the world of those strong people, where nothing is a law, only fists and bullets and more people are the law, who can be more ruthless, have more people, stronger strength, and larger territory , whoever has the final say has the final say.”

Haber chuckled: "The key is, do you have any weapons?"

Xu Cheng: "No, but you can grab it."

Haber: "Then do you have any brothers? There are thousands of allied troops and mercenary groups, and even low-level configurations have hundreds of people. In the past, you could conquer the world with just one gun, but now, what are the advanced equipment of various countries?" Drone tactics and various strategies will be operated there, and there are think tanks behind the scenes. What do you have?"

Xu Cheng was speechless: "No, my lineup at the moment is estimated to only have about fifty people."

Haber smiled, a very disdainful smile: "A polished commander? Are you going to be cannon fodder for the mercenaries raised by those countries?"

Xu Cheng suddenly said: "What if these fifty people are second only to me in strength?"

Haber raised his eyebrows: "Impossible! How can you say that you have S-level strength? Fifty S-levels. I don't believe that one country can produce so many masters."

"That's your frog in the well." Xu Cheng said disdainfully.

Harper doesn't engage in international disputes, so he certainly doesn't know about the individual forces behind the country.

Let's just say that the American Solomon 72 Demon God and the Seven Deadly Sins are all individual soldiers with S-level strength or above.

"There will only be more in the future." Xu Cheng said: "But it's all nonsense to tell you now. Everything depends on your ability."

"What the hell, you are killing me for free and I will give you 1 billion, and you want me to risk being investigated by Interpol to help you find a team to build an arsenal? Don't tell me that the so-called exchange of gifts is you. Those beautiful words you just said?"

"No, let's have breakfast first," Xu Cheng said.

Haber glared: "What a waste, I feel like I was tricked by you. I want to take back my words of helping you find a team and paying the bill."

Xu Cheng said nonchalantly: "It's up to you. From the time you met me, you have actually been in the trap. If you don't want to exchange, then I will find someone else. I think there are more people in the world who are more courageous than you." Let’s go.”

Haber snorted: "Do you think there are so many rich people in this world? Not only can they find you a team to build an underground arsenal in a mercenary land, but they also pay for it for free? Do you think 1 billion US dollars is very little?" Only as a rich person can I understand the stinginess of those rich people. The more you know how to make money, the more stingy you are. If you want them to spend 1 billion to make 200 million, they will do it, but if you want them to spend it for free, I’ll give you 1 billion, haha, let alone 1 billion, they will feel distressed at 10 million! What kind of gift can be worth 1 billion? Those famous paintings and historical relics in the past may be, but those that you think are bad streets? And you have to find the right one. Only people will pay that price. Sometimes, don’t think it’s a priceless treasure. To put it bluntly, for people who don’t like it, they won’t feel bad if they smash it. That’s the truth. Don’t look at me as if I don’t care about money, but in Shangyan Shang, I am still good at abacus and investment."

Xu Cheng joked: "I thought you just made money by digging up some crude oil and selling it."

Harper was embarrassed and immediately retorted: "Even so, we have to control the amount of oil produced each year and to whom it is sold, and how to control the market and crude oil shipments to control world oil prices. These are all technical tasks. You're a rough guy who knows how to hammer, I shouldn't be talking to you about this so early in the morning."

"What if this gift is a few drops of the most expensive liquid in the world?" Xu Cheng suddenly said with a half-smile.

"The most expensive liquid?" Harper said dismissively: "What is it? Scorpion venom? One gallon is only 39 million U.S. dollars. How much scorpion venom do you think you need to exchange for 1 billion U.S. dollars with me? Besides, I want that scorpion What’s the poison for?”

Xu Cheng smiled and said nothing and continued to eat his meal.

While Habo was chattering, the knife and fork suddenly stopped.

"The most expensive liquid? Wait, if I guessed correctly, a week ago, the most expensive liquid seemed to be the potion from Datura?"

Xu Cheng smiled and said: "One injection of medicine is 20 milliliters. Its current auction record is 3 billion US dollars. How much do you think one drop is worth?"

Harper swallowed: "Are you kidding me?"

Xu Cheng: "I just said that the gift I gave you is the most expensive liquid in the world. I didn't say it was the potion from Mandala Studio. But judging from your expression just now, it seems that you are not looking forward to this cooperation. Forget it, I'd better find someone else, I feel like 1 billion US dollars is a huge loss."

"Wait... wait a minute, my brother, my good brother." Haber was anxious, and immediately stood up and pulled Xu Cheng, with a nervous and urgent look on his face: "If you have something to say, please speak carefully. Look at you, be serious. Isn’t it? Everyone is joking, let’s go and talk at my house, haha.”

Xu Cheng stood there angrily, looking somewhat reluctant.

Haber pulled his arm like a cow, while coaxing Xu Cheng anxiously: "The team, funds, plus all the expenses you have spent on food, housing, and your wife's shopping these days, all are mine! Tell me! What is my money? It’s just paper!”