Inheritance of Two Trillion Chapter 2650 - 1909: Brady in Anguish (Part 3)

Chen Feiqiu couldn’t help but flip through the comparisons, admiration evident on his face.

Almost identical!

Previously, Bai Xiaosheng had only skimmed once, hastily glanced over the contents, and yet remembered almost perfectly despite reading numerous other plans.

This brain is incredibly powerful!

Even in front of Brady, Chen Feiqiu displayed his admiration, eagerly pouring Bai Xiaosheng a cup of tea for him to soothe his throat later.

Brady stared at Bai Xiaosheng with wide eyes, genuinely dumbfounded.

Prior to this, Bai Xiaosheng’s casual browsing made him disdainful, even causing him to harbor ridicule.

But now, Bai Xiaosheng was using facts to slap him in the face, making him understand shallow insight.

In this world, there really are people who can read ten lines at a glance, who truly have photographic memory!

Brady was stunned, unable to recover for a long time.

Finally, Bai Xiaosheng noticed his vacant gaze and waved a hand in front of him to bring him back to reality.

"Mr. Brady, please allow me to deny you the chance to argue because this cannot be changed unless you’re not doing this plan."

Bai Xiaosheng spoke as if it was only natural.

Is this something a Zhenbei Group person should say!

Brady was extremely angry.

"Are you so sure?!" Brady frowned deeply, feeling very unwilling.

No matter how shocked Brady was, he still severely disliked Bai Xiaosheng at this moment.

That’s human nature — the more impressive the existence you dislike, the more you dislike it.

"You’ve only discussed ideas with Chief Ogade, yet you boast shamelessly about the items in my plan, you’re just stealing the spotlight! Who do you think you are? You’re just a business consultant, not the master!" Brady couldn’t hold back anymore, starting to pound the table and speak harshly.

Bai Xiaosheng said nothing.

Beside him, Chen Feiqiu coughed, showing a slightly displeased expression, and said to Brady, "Mr. Brady, I’m still here, please mind your words and actions! I can responsibly tell you that this Mr. Bai Xiaosheng has been entrusted by my father to be in charge of the negotiations. He can indeed make decisions! Hogson, Anlos both negotiated with him successfully! So will you!"

Either negotiate or leave, if you’re negotiating, do it with Bai Xiaosheng.

Chen Feiqiu’s attitude was firm and clear.

Brady felt frustrated.

He originally thought Bai Xiaosheng held a nominal title, but unexpectedly Bai Xiaosheng had such authority!

This was unbelievable!

"Mr. Brady, we should start discussing these plans first, and afterward, any opinions you have can be raised with Chief Ogade." Bai Xiaosheng said calmly.

Brady could only hold back for now.

Bai Xiaosheng picked up plan after plan, pointing out the issues one by one.

The more Brady listened, the colder he felt.

Bai Xiaosheng was not just dismantling, he was practically excavating foundations.

Brady’s secret schemes were mostly dismantled, leaving only half of the original plans, turning into something unwanted.

Unappetizing if consumed, regrettable if abandoned.

But if he stopped, Hogson and Anlos would completely eliminate him.

However, Chen Feiqiu reassured him, saying Hogson and Anlos also only finalized half of their plans.

Although Brady hadn’t seen the final proposals from both sides, he found it highly likely.

This Bai Xiaosheng is so ruthless even to his own people, he can’t possibly be lenient to outsiders...

Brady also noticed during their negotiations that Bai Xiaosheng left many markets and fields reserved, saying they were for a fourth party.

According to Chen Feiqiu, the so-called "big merchant"...

After Bai Xiaosheng finished, Brady’s face was ashen, but he still managed to squeeze out a smile.

The uglier it was, the uglier it became.

"I want to ask Mr. Bai, the market you reserved for the fourth party, just who is this awe-inspiring fourth party?"

Even if it meant tearing the face, Brady wanted to understand before that.

Bai Xiaosheng smiled, not beating around the bush, and delivered a classic answer—

"My friend."