Chapter 258 Edwards Cooper (3)

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Edwards kept telling his story.

To Chen Pingan, there was nothing surprising.

It was nothing more than that his uncle took all the family assets and kidnapped his wife and children after his father died, and wanted him to exchange them for himself.

His purpose was also very simple, to kill him, and then kill his wife and children.

It was a very simple story, and Edwards' eyes were red when he told the last part.

Chen Pingan made black tea while listening, poured a cup for Edwards, and motioned him to moisten his throat.

After he finished speaking, Chen Pingan turned the small teacup in his hand, looked into his eyes and said:

"You want to do business with me, but you haven't told me what kind of business it is.

I am not very interested in your story.

This kind of joy and sorrow happens every minute of the world.

If you just want to tell me a story, I can only say that I sympathize with you."

Edwards shook his head slightly and said:

"Mr. Chen, I overheard the conversation between you and your friend in the hot pot restaurant.

If what you said is true, then you will soon make a lot of money in the futures market.

I need money, a lot of money.

I want to hire some professionals in Europe to save my family."

Chen Pingan looked at him in surprise, a little unbelievable.

"You are not thinking of selling yourself to me!

I just saw that you are a top student who graduated from Wharton Business School.

You came here to study simply because you like Chinese culture. In fact, I guess you don't care about the family property in the UK at all.

Besides, I don't need people like you at all.

To me, you are not worth much.

And every penny I earn is hard-earned.

With your ability, you are not without money!"

Edwards smiled bitterly, "Mr. Chen, my credit card has been suspended.

Now I only have salary, and this money is not enough."

Chen Ping'an tasted his meaning, but still didn't understand.

"Since your family is an old family, there shouldn't be only a few people.

No other relatives?

Besides, is it too late for you to go back and save people now?"

Edwards turned on his mobile phone and called up his email to show it to Chen Ping'an.

Chen Ping'an glanced at it and returned it to him.

Edwards said: "It's not a matter of time.

If I don't go back, my uncle won't hurt my wife and children.

But if I go back, they will definitely be tortured and may be thrown into the sea.

So I still have time.

As for the relatives you asked about just now, my only relatives now are my uncle's family.

The fertility rate in Europe has always been low, especially in the UK."

Chen Pingan picked up his resume and read it again.

"You graduated from Wharton Business School, and then you didn't participate in the family business, but came to China with your wife and children directly.

When you first came, did your family's expenses all come from the money your uncle helped you earn?

Your family runs an oil refinery, so you should be very rich, and now it's all a board of directors model, right?

How can you say that it was robbed?

This sounds very far-fetched to me."

Edwards nodded and said seriously: "Yes. I am the largest shareholder.

But in fact, when I just got my visa to study in China, my uncle had already started to build his own team.

Over the years, out of trust in him, I didn't manage the family business much.

It's too late now .

The company is already an empty shell, and it will soon be restored to its original state as long as assets are injected.

This is why my uncle has always wanted to kill me.

As for expenses, my wife has a small trading company in Beijing.

It is engaged in the import and export business of hardware parts.

In addition to my scholarship and savings, our expenses basically come from the company's profits. "

Chen Pingan's eyes lit up, "So, your wife also runs a company?"

Edwards nodded, "Back to the topic just now, I do want to use my future in exchange for your financial support.

I heard you say that you have nearly 10 million funds, all earned by yourself. "

Chen Pingan just thought it was ridiculous.

"Just because you heard it, you came to me?

Have you looked for other people in the UK?

How many people have you looked for in Beijing?"

Edwards smiled bitterly and said, "I have looked for many people, both at home and abroad.

But no one is willing to help me."

Chen Ping'an shook his head and said, "I don't see your value. Maybe you are a business genius, but I won't do business in the future.

So you are not of much value to me."

Edwards picked up the file bag again and took out a document. Judging from the thickness, it was at least fifty or sixty pages.

"This is a document I wrote recently.

You can take a look at it, or you can give it to Professor Huo you mentioned yesterday.

I'm not sure if you can see the value of this document, but I believe that professor can.

Regarding this document, my only request is that you don't show it to the fourth person.

I believe the value of this document will be very high.

I also believe in my own vision."

Chen Ping'an took the document without comment. The cover was white paper without any text.

He started reading from the second page and soon he was absorbed.

The content of the fifty or sixty pages, with data charts, looked very professional.

It took him nearly an hour to finish reading the document.

Edwards sat there silently, waiting patiently.

The small tea room was very quiet, except for the sound of turning papers, there was no sound at all.

After more than an hour, Chen Pingan put down the document in his hand, stared into Edwards' eyes and asked:

"Did you complete this independently or write it with someone else?"

"This document was written by my wife and I. But after she returned to the UK, the rest was written by me."

Chen Pingan thought about the content, then shook his head and said, "I would rather believe that you wrote it alone. You said this just to increase the value of your wife in my eyes.

There is one thing I don't understand about your wife.

Your uncle just wants all the assets left by your father. If you don't care and are willing to give up, just arrange for your uncle to arrange a lawyer to come, and you sign to give up all the assets, isn't it?

Why make so much trouble?

Anyway, you don't want to go back, right?"

Edwards shook his head again and said, "Even if I signed the document, my uncle would not let me go.

So I can only fight back, because I have no other choice."

"It doesn't make sense. This doesn't make sense." Chen Pingan didn't quite believe it.

Edwards explained: "Maybe you don't know much about the British mafia.

The Cooper family was originally a dark force.

In addition to a portion of their own money, a portion of the money from the refinery is paid to the higher authorities and other parties in exchange for stable production conditions and market share.

Shell is our largest customer, but at least one-third of our profits must be given to them. You should understand what I mean.

When my father was still alive, my uncle was responsible for handling the affairs of the dark side.

It can be said that my uncle is part of the mafia.

He can't let me go, so I have no other choice.

Either watch my wife and children die, or fight him."

Chen Pingan was speechless. After a while, he asked again: "Why me?"

Edwards smiled bitterly: "It's just luck. I have been trying my luck in vain."

Chen Pingan pointed to the document on the table and said: "I will take this document back to show it to Professor Huo who you mentioned. If she agrees, I will think about how to help you.

But if she doesn't agree, I will contact you within three days, or you can contact me on the third day starting from tomorrow.

I will return the document to you intact."