Wen Bao listened and finally glanced at Xie Peng.

Xie Peng, excited and looking like a slavish sycophant, grinned, "Brother Leopard, it's a great opportunity to make money!"

Wen Bao shook his head, turned around to watch the drifting clouds, and calmly said, "How much is the Zhang Family offering?"

"Uh…" Xie Peng was stunned for a moment and then quickly reacted, still finding it hard to believe that Wen Bao was swayed just like that!

It seems that money really is a damn good thing, hehe...

Xie Peng immediately said, "Brother Leopard, the Zhang Family is willing to offer ten percent of 300 million dollars, isn't that a lot?"

In Xie Peng's view, ten percent, that's 30 million dollars, which is indeed a lot, damn a lot. He thought if he were an official and gained so much, he would definitely make a smooth getaway abroad.

Wen Bao shook his head, "Just this much, to brush off a beggar?"

"Ah? This... isn't this a lot, my dear brother..."

"Please call me Mr. Wen."

"Oh, hehe..."

Xie Peng rubbed his hands together, smiled, and seeing Wen Bao's cigarette was out, quickly handed over another one.

Wen Bao refused, shook his head, and lit his own cigarette.

In fact, Wen Bao knew which Southeast Asian shipping conglomerate the Zhang Family was investing in, and indeed had a way to secure that 300 million dollar financing, even recouping both principal and interest.

Although he looked down on Xie Peng and was considering breaking ties.

At the same time, he looked down even more on people like Zhang Hongyang, but business had come.

Business and personal interests are different choices.

Business is business, personal interests are personal interests, two separate things.

In Wen Bao's values and worldview, this did not conflict.

Therefore, Wen Bao was somewhat interested in this deal. However, as the top figure in the Southeast Asian Dark World, he did business his own way.

So, Wen Bao said, "300 million dollars, a 30 million benefit, do you think it's fair?"

"Ah?" Xie Peng was dumbfounded again, grinned, lit his cigarette, and said, "Brother Leopard, it's not a small number, it's a frightening figure!"

"Don't bring up my dialect, it makes me a bit irritable."

Wen Bao's voice was low, spoken softly, but it exerted immense pressure on Xie Peng.

Alright, Xie Peng didn't dare use the dialect to stir Wen Bao's nostalgia, so he responded seriously, "Okay, Mr. Wen. So, do you have some interest in doing this business then?"

"If the offer is suitable, I can consider it, just consider, not decide."

With that, Wen Bao suddenly cast a rod, a loud swoosh, a big spectacle that startled Xie Peng, though there were no fish, he was just heavily casting to churn up the water.

Xie Peng, startled and stepping back two paces, said with a laugh, "So, you think 30 million dollars isn't fitting? That it's too little!"

"Yes, it's too little. Go back and tell your master, I'm not in a hurry, he is."

"Uh, this…" Xie Peng was quite frustrated and said, "No need to relay it, right? What's your expected price, I'll go back and discuss with County Mayor Zhang."

"Let him make an offer himself, I don't have a price in mind now."

Xie Peng: "..."

Indeed a bit speechless, Wen Bao was no longer the chatty buddy he used to be.

Xie Peng thought for a moment, then remembered the gift box he had brought along.

He quickly turned around on the grass, picked up the box, and presented it to Wen Bao.

"Brother Leopard, this is my…"