The Peerless God of War of the Female President

In the meeting room of Yang's Mining Group, Dalton and his son had been sitting upright for nearly an hour, and the coffee was refilled twice, but Yang Chen never showed up.

Little Dalton was obviously impatient, and began to look down at his watch frequently.

Old Dalton was very calm, and for an hour, he was always sitting in danger.

Finally, the door of the meeting room opened, and Yang Chen walked in in a hurry, followed by only Qing Linger, Yang Lin and Wang Wei.

Yang Chen took a few steps to the main seat and sat down, glanced at Old Dalton, and said calmly: "Tell me quickly, I still have things to do."

Old Dalton stood up with a smile on his face, leaned slightly with his right hand touching his chest, and gave a western-style aristocratic salute to Yang Chen.

"Your Majesty, Marquis of the Royal Household of Y, William Dalton, has met Mr. Yang."

Hearing that Old Dalton spoke English, Yang Chen said unceremoniously: "If you can't speak human language, find someone who can. This is Xia Guo, and we only speak Chinese."

Little Dalton immediately said angrily: "Hey, Yang Chen, what are you pretending to be! Yang Lin has a master's degree from Harvard Business School, how dare you say he can't understand English?!"

"Your Dalton family started oppressing and plundering our country of Xia 200 years ago." Yang Chen looked at little Dalton with a half-smile, "We have turned around in modern times, and you dare not fight openly, so you started to suppress our technology. Blocking the technology we need, targeting for such a long time, dare you say that you can't speak Chinese?"

"I, we are the guests! Isn't there a saying in your Xia Kingdom that the guests do whatever they want? Of course we should speak our language!"

"Guests?" Yang Chen sneered disdainfully, "Do you think I treat you as guests?"

"We are here to discuss business with your Yang family, shouldn't we be guests?"

"About business?" Yang Chen sneered again: "The whole world knows that your Dalton family is a notorious arms dealer. Our Yang family is doing serious business, and there is no business between us."

"you--"

Little Dalton was about to continue, but his father stopped him by raising his hand.

"Mr. Yang, I have heard that your Excellency is upright. When I saw you today, what you said is indeed true."

When old Dalton opened his mouth, he spoke Chinese with a proper Chinese accent, even with a bit of a Beijing accent.

Yang Chen smiled, "Old Mr. Dalton, you are not bad, you can speak such pure Chinese, you can't do it in ten or eight years."

"Mr. Yang is over the top. Our family has always admired Xia Guo culture, so Chinese is a compulsory course for the children of the family."

"Should I say that your evil intentions are not dead, or should I say that you have planned it for a long time?"

"Mr. Yang is really humorous," Old Dalton said with a smile, "I really admire your name, and I came here to discuss cooperation with you."

Yang Chen waved his hands impatiently, "Okay, don't cover up, they are all thousand-year-old foxes, don't talk to anyone about Liaozhai, just tell me what you are doing!"

"Your Excellency is really happy, then I won't bother."

Old Dalton smiled, and winked at his son, who took out a folder from his briefcase and put it in front of Yang Chen.

"This is an export agreement signed between our Dalton family and the original Fengjia Mining Group. Now that the Yang family has taken over the mine, this contract should continue to be fulfilled."

Wang Wei hesitated for a moment, picked up the contract and handed it to Yang Chen.

Who knew that Yang Chen didn't even look at the contract after receiving it, and then threw it into the trash can.Then he looked at Dalton with a half-smile.

Dalton's expression remained unchanged, and he asked with a smile, "Mr. Yang, what does this mean?"

"you guess?"

"Mr. Yang, according to the laws of your country, when the controlling stake in the enterprise is transferred, the creditor's rights should also be transferred. The signed contract is still legal and valid, and the controlling party should continue to perform it. Am I right?"

Yang Chen nodded, "That's right, it seems that you have studied our laws a lot."

"Since your Excellency understands the law, why do you want to tear up the contract?"

Yang Chen smiled indifferently and said, "Because I'm happy!"

Old Dalton had a sullen look on his face for the first time, and he frowned and said, "Mr. Yang, you should know that if I sue you for breach of contract, you must be the loser!"

"Then where are you going to sue me?"

"The Supreme Court of the Big Y Empire at that time!"

Old Dalton no longer had a modest smile on his face, but a high-spirited arrogance, "Don't say I didn't warn you, once you lose the lawsuit, you will have to pay our Dalton family a huge amount of compensation!"

"Oh—that's scary!"

Qing Linger on the side let out an exclamation on purpose, grabbed Yang Chen's arm, and pretended to be nervous and asked: "Mr. Yang, if we ignore their judgment, will the royal police of Country Y arrest us?" , into their royal prison?"

Yang Chen scratched his head, and said suspiciously: "I think it's possible, if they are really taken away, then wouldn't we have to eat a lot of royal cornbread from them?"

"Pfft...haha..." Qing Ling'er couldn't help laughing out loud, "Royal Wotou, it's too bad, I'm dying of laughter..."

Old Dalton's face turned blue when they sang, and he snorted coldly and said, "Mr. Yang, I'm not joking with you! You don't have to execute the judgment of our country Y court, but the consequences of doing so are You will face full sanctions from our Great Y Empire!"

"Sanctions, like?"

"As far as I know, your Yang family in Linhai takes import and export trade as its pillar industry, right?"

"Yes, it is."

"I will apply to the court to impose additional tariffs on you, restrict the export of high-tech products you need, and prohibit your merchant ships from entering ports in Country Y and its territories!"

Yang Chen sneered disdainfully, "That's it?"

"These are enough to shut down the Yang family within three months, and you will definitely go bankrupt within half a year!"

Yang Chen was silent for a while, and then said: "To put it bluntly, you just want the rare metal 'rhenium' we mined, right?"

"That's right, and you can't raise the price yet, you must export it to us at the average price of the whole world, and you must meet the quantity we require!"

Old Dalton had a somewhat smug expression on his face, because judging from his years of dealing with people from the Xia Kingdom, Yang Chen was ready to compromise.

boom--

"I'll fuck you!"

Yang Chen slapped the conference table heavily with his palm, glared at Dalton with a gloomy expression, and rarely swears.

"Dalton, do you think this is the country of Xia 100 years ago, right? Buying and selling by force is on my head, and it's against you!"

Dalton was shocked by Yang Chen's aura, but he calmed down quickly, and said calmly, "I understand your anger very well. As a nobleman, I allow you to vent your emotions to me, but It doesn't change anything, you know."

"Boss, boss, don't be angry, have a cup of tea to quench the fire—"

Wang Wei brought a cup of tea to Yang Chen in a timely manner.

Yang Chen took the tea, flipped his wrist and splashed the whole cup of tea on Dalton's face.

"Xu, did you extinguish the fire? Do you want another drink?"

Dalton was splashed with water by Yang Chen, he gritted his teeth and did not attack, but tried his best to put on a smiling face, and asked: "Mr. Yang, if you have vented your anger, can we sign another copy?" Supplementary agreement?"

"I love your sister!"

Yang Chen suddenly propped himself up on the table with one hand, jumped up high, flew directly over the table, kicked Dalton's chest, and kicked him to the ground together with the chair.

Before Dalton could react, Yang Chen's big foot had already landed on Dalton's face.

"With your poor morality now, you still dare to talk about sanctions with Daxia? Who gave you face?"

"You add a dime to my tariff, and I cut off the export of food and clothing to you in minutes, freezing to death and starving you stupid der!"

"It is also forbidden to export high-tech products to us. Who cares about your broken copper and iron? We don't make it because it's not cost-effective. Do you really think we can't make it?"

While Yang Chen was cursing, he kicked Dalton violently on the ground. Everyone didn't expect that Yang Chen would directly attack Dalton, and they were all stunned for a while.

Little Dalton was the first to react, cursed loudly, and rushed towards Yang Chen.

"Little bastard, I have been displeased with you for a long time, kneel down for me!"

Yang Chen shouted violently, raised his leg high and slashed down, hitting the shoulder of little Dalton who rushed over.

Little Dalton groaned, and a sharp pain came from his shoulder. The huge pressure made him unable to stand anymore, and he knelt down in front of Yang Chen.