Lu Chengwen nodded at Long Aotian, who took out his phone and began recording video.
Lin Jiangxian snapped, "What are you doing?!"
Long Aotian said, "Keeping evidence, so you don't renege on the debt later."
Lin Jiangxian rebuked him, "The Elder Council's intelligence is of utmost importance and must never be leaked! Put that phone away."
Lu Chengwen said, "It's a normal business transaction. What the hell are you scared of? The Dean approved it."
Hearing that, Lin Jiangxian had no choice.
Lu Chengwen stared at Bu Ersun and raised one finger. "First, Tang Tang of the Tang Sect has inspected the note. The goods are genuine!"
"Second..."
Bu Ersun yawned. "That's enough, I get it. What a fucking hassle. It's just a note. Hand it over, I'll give you a receipt, and that's fucking it. It's such a simple transaction, so what are you rambling on about?"
Lu Chengwen looked at him. "Do you even understand how important this transaction is?"
Bu Ersun said, "Do you understand the Elder Council's strength and deterrent power? What are you worried about? That we'll renege on the debt, or that someone will come out and rob us?"
Lu Chengwen nodded.
Lu Chengwen understood human nature well.
Bu Ersun was a typical third-generation heir, at least third generation.
It was like the wealthy. The first generation built their fortunes from nothing. They had suffered, struggled, fought hard, and accumulated wealth bit by bit. They knew the hardships of the world, knew how difficult it was to make money, and knew just how hard it was to get a chance to rise above ordinary people.
As for the second generation, Lu Chengwen and Lu Chengwu had nearly worked themselves to death. They had lived through hard times as children, watched their fathers struggle, watched