Lu Chengwu smiled gently.
His eyes narrowed into little crescents as he warmly draped an arm around Long Aotian's shoulders.
"Now that's the professional attitude a businessman should have. If we don't have money, we figure out how to get it—not start thinking about beating our partners to death."
"Yes."
"In the business world, dignity has to be earned through strength."
"Understood."
"Actually, I rather admire your character. Do you know why I was willing to work with you instead of Huo Wendong and Chen Can?"
"Why?"
"Because you have the loyalty of a man of the martial world! Your character, that dignity in your bones—they keep you from doing the filthy things someone like Huo Wendong would do!"
"That's true. Huo Wendong, Chen Can, and people like your brother—they're absolute scum. They'd do anything for money."
"Exactly!" Lu Chengwu put an arm around Long Aotian. "If we work together, good people get rich while bad people can only watch helplessly!"
"Brother, I understand everything now! You're the pride of the Lu Family! You're the future of the Lu Family!"
Lu Chengwu said, "How much money can that big organization of yours provide?"
Long Aotian sighed, tortured inside.
I have to shamelessly go ask for money again. How humiliating!
But I can't miss this opportunity! If I do, this chance to make a fortune will be gone!
Once I earn back more than forty billion, I'll crush these bastards who look down on me with money!
"I think I can still come up with five billion."
Lu Chengwu smiled, took out a cigar, handed it to Long Aotian, and lit it for him.
At that moment, Long Aotian could not even taste it.
The corners of Lu Chengwu's smiling eyes held tender warmth and gentle admiration.
"You get five billion,