One Birth Two Treasures: The Billionaire's Sweet Love

Dimon smiled and said, "This batch of firearms is worth less than a million yuan in cost. The transaction amount is 2 million yuan. I'm already very sincere."

After some thought, Gong Jie said coldly, "Jason, check the contract."

Jason nodded and was about to check the contents of the contract when Dimon smiled and said, "The contract doesn't specify the exact transaction amount."

So, it was a last minute adjustment?

Gong Jie raised his head calmly. His eyes darkened although his smile did not leave his face as he asked, "So, Mr. Dimon is playing word games with me?"

Dimon quickly waved his hand. "Oh! I didn't mean that!"

"Then what are you saying?"

Dimon smiled. "I'm a long-time client of the Hurricane Group. I should also tell you a piece of news. The fact is that, our country has no lack of military firearms merchants. The weapons and ammunition they sell are all priced at cheaply. However, on account of my many years of friendship with the Hurricane Group, I've always been sincere in my dealings with you! This transaction is already very generous."

"Mr. Dimon, as a businessman, isn't sincerity the most important rule? Do you wish to violate it?"

"It's like this. There was a problem with the previous batch of goods during the transport process. It cost me 2 million yuan in losses for nothing. Because of this, I've lowered this transaction by 2 million."

However, Gong Jie did not buy this. He had long believed that this old man was bent on taking advantage of the Hurricane Group.

His expression did not change as he fiddled with the Desert Eagle in his hand. He pulled the barrel up. Then, he said indifferently, "There's a Chinese saying in China that goes, 'You get what you pay for'. The cheaply priced firearms that you speak of, I wonder which battle pit those used equipment came from?"

8 million, not a single cent less.

This Dimon was indeed cunning. How dare he play dirty with him? Was he courting death?

Dimon's eyes curved as he smiled, and the wrinkles at the end of his eyes scrunched together. He looked gentle on the surface, but his eyes glinted with the cunning and insidiousness of a businessman. "6 million, not a cent more!"

The corners of Gong Jie's lips curled up mockingly as he suddenly raised the pistol in his hand and aimed it at the center of Dimon's forehead. An icy sharpness came over his dangerous phoenix eyes as the faint smile formed on his lips.

"You're courting death."

Dimon turned pale with fright and retreated a few steps in a panic. The bodyguards behind him immediately took out their guns and aimed them at Gong Jie. At the same time, they shielded Dimon behind them.

Gong Jie raised his chin arrogantly as he swept a cold glance at them from the corner of his eyes. He smirked disdainfully.

At the same time, Jason moved in front of him to protect him. The rest of his subordinates were armed to the teeth and pointed their guns at Dimon.

The two sides raised their guns in a direct confrontation as the atmosphere became tense as a stretched bow string at once. Even the air was suddenly suffocating!

Dimon stood behind the two tall bodyguards and asked in fear, "What do you want?!"

Gong Jie curled his lips playfully and said calmly, "I have little patience. How dare you bargain with me? You're courting death."

Dimon looked at the man nervously. Gong Jie's sharp gaze seemed to cut right through him. Even though he was a veteran, he was still frightened by this man's gaze!

He then glanced at the entourage of well-built subordinates behind Gong Jie. One look and he could tell that they were men who had undergone strict training.. Their skills were extraordinary.