Chapter 153 Want To Marry Your Daughter
"Ha—ha..." Everyone laughed.
"Don't laugh," Quincy said. "I'm telling the truth." Everyone didn't say anything, but they scoffed in their hearts. They thought that Mr. Brown, you were so romantic and shameless. There were no more than eighty women who had slept with you before, and you still felt like you were in love for the first time, so you really had the face to say it out loud.
"Mr. Brown, since you like Miss Green so much and unmarried. Mr. Green is here today. Why don't you ask Mr. Green directly to see if you meets the criteria for recruiting his son—in—law?"
"Yes, yes, yes. Mr. Green, you've seen Mr. Brown's kindness as well. Just show your attitude. If it's okay, then it's okay. If it's not okay, then it's not okay." Mr. Wood said.
Everyone looked at Charles.
Charles smiled and said. "You guys don't make fun of me."
Mr. Wood hurriedly said. "Mr. Green, we are not joking. Mr. Brown likes your daughter so much that he doesn't even think about eating and drinking now. Why don't you pity Mr. Brown and marry your daughter to Mr. Brown?"
"Ha—ha, right, right."
Charles was quite angry but after all, he was someone who had some self—restraint. He just smiled and said, "Alright, everyone, let's go on talking about our business."
Mr. Wood immediately felt contempt in his heart. If he didn't like your daughter? How could there be any business for you? Mr. Wood smiled and said, "Mr. Green, you're too boring. Can men do business without women?"
Charles looked at Mr. Wood, as if he had heard something else from his words.
Mr. Brown smiled and said, "Alright, we are always cooperating with each other. Don't hurt our friendliness."
Mr. Green smiled, "Mr. Brown's words are reasonable. Come on, let me give everyone a toast." Before everyone could react. Charles picked up the goblet in his hand and gestured for it in one gulp. A waiter at the side immediately walked up and filled Charles's glass.
Everyone looked at Charles without blinking and did not raise their glasses.
Mr. Wood said, "Mr. Green, you're a little boring. How can Mr. Brown be unworthy of your daughter? How can you give him some face? Mr. Brown is less than forty years old. In terms of career, he is much stronger than you. In terms of strength, he is much stronger than you. You should think about it. In the future, your daughter may not have such a good man as her husband."
"Yes, Mr. Green, it doesn't matter if she is in the third year of high school. She can still go on his study, right?"
"Yes, yes." Everyone was busy heckling. He could tell that everyone was praising Quincy's stinky feet. Charles was nothing.
Charles smiled and said, "To be honest, my little girl is indeed still young. I beg you to let my little girl go. In this way, I'll have another drink. I'll invite you all to the whorehouse to have a good time another day." Charles gulped it down in one gulp.
Everyone didn't say anything else, because they saw determination on Charles's face.
Quincy seemed to be very unhappy. He felt that Charles was a little unwise. I like your daughter, and it's only good for you. In the future, it's easy for him to cooperate with him, but he refused me in public.
Quincy smiled and said, "Mr. Green, give me a chance to say a few words. I wonder if you've ever met a woman you love. I wonder if you can understand the feeling of not thinking about food and water. Anyway, I've said it today. I don't want my face anymore. I'll just say it directly. That's right. I'm in love with your daughter."
Charles shivered. How disgusting he was. Charles treated his daughter like the apple of his eye. How could he allow such a man to taint his daughter's innocence?
Charles said angrily, "Mr. Brown, I can only say sorry to you. My daughter is indeed still young."
When Quincy saw Charles refuse him directly, he immediately said with a serious expression. "Ha—ha, young? Eighteen years old, right? Which boss here hasn't slept with an eighteen—year—old young lady? You must have slept with an eighteen—year—old woman in the whorehouse. Do you think those eighteen—yea—old young ladies you slept with are young? Can't you go in?"
Charles was already very unhappy. His words made him furious. He really wanted to throw a glass of wine, but he still managed to hold it back.
"Mr. Brown, you also have a daughter. I heard that she is 12 years old, right? You also have a son. He is 8 years old. The father of your two children. you like my 18—year—old daughter, don't you think that it's a bit too much?"
"Ha—ha. for love, everything can be ignored. I love your daughter, this is enough. For those of us who are bosses, whose lover wouldn't be in her early twenties and who would be looking for someone in their thirties? Besides. I'm sincere about your daughter. I don't care about food and water, and I toss and turn in the night. It's hard for me to fall asleep. Mr. Green, think about it. Marry your daughter to me. You don't have to answer me in a hurry. You can answer me in three days."
Charles said directly. "There's no need to think about it. This is impossible."
After saying that. Charles gulped down a mouthful of wine.
The other bosses remained silent, as if they were watching a good show.
Quincy's expression turned cold as he gulped down a mouthful of wine.
Quincy said, "Mr. Green, do you really look down on me so much?"
Charles said, "Sorry, this is a matter of principle."
"Alright, since you don't like me so much, then I guess you won't like our business anymore."
Charles's face trembled as he said, "We signed the contract."
"Contract? Ha—ha, so what? I don't want that batch of goods."
Charles was furious in his heart. He never expected that Quincy was such a shameless man. Charles would have to compensate to death if he didn't want the 50 million worth of goods.
"Mr. Brown, is this really necessary?"
"I told you, I like your daughter. If it weren't for this, do you think that the 50 million order would have been signed with you? Your company's strength is far inferior to Mr. Wood's," Quincy said.
Mr. Wood had just made Charles very disgusted. Last time, Kevin smashed his son's Porsche. Mr. Wood was asking him to compensate him for the original price. In fact, even if he smashed it, it was impossible to compensate him for the original price. It was considered a second—hand price. However, considering the business in the market, he didn't bother with it and compensated him for the original price.
At this moment. Charles felt an indescribable depression in his heart.
Charles said, "Mr. Brown, if you really want to do this, then we can only meet in court."
Quincy curled his lips and said, "There are plenty of people in my officialdom. Charles, you should know my background."
Charles's fingers that were holding the wine cup seemed to be trembling. Of course, Charles knew Quincy's strength, so he couldn't compete with him at all.
The other bosses didn't interrupt them. When Mr. Wood saw that Charles was about to go mad with anger, he felt a burst of joy in his heart.
Mr. Wood deliberately smiled and said to Charles, "Mr. Green, why not agree Mr. Brown? It's rare for Mr. Brown to like your daughter. Mr. Brown is only 37 years old, and now he's divorced. Although he's the father of two children. Mr. Brown is infatuated. You should marry your daughter to him. Mr. Brown still has to call you father—in—law in the future, right?"
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