My Lustful Aunt | Chapter 530 A Promise Worth a Thousand Pieces of Gold

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“Kunka, in our Chinese Empire, there’s a saying: ‘A promise is worth a thousand pieces of gold.’” Ye Fan wiped his mouth with a napkin, tossed it aside, smiled faintly, and continued, “Do you understand the meaning of that saying?”

Because Ye Fan had translated it from English, the original meaning of the phrase had been completely lost. Kunka thought for a moment, then chuckled, “A thousand pieces of gold? A thousand ounces of gold? No, no, no… my friend, if you cooperate with me properly, you will receive far more than a thousand ounces of gold!”

He then picked up a knife and gently cut a piece of fruit. The fruit seemed quite hard; Kunka tried several times without success. He smiled, tossed the knife onto the table, shrugged, and said, “To cooperate, you need to put in some effort.”

Ye Fan naturally understood what Kunka meant, as the fruit was clearly not hard; Kunka was simply using a metaphor.

“General Kunka, I naturally believe that cooperating with you will yield far more than a thousand ounces of gold. That’s why I’ve come here,” Ye Fan smiled. From beginning to end, Cuenca was testing Ye Fan, assessing his capabilities and qualifications as a partner.

Furthermore, compared to the ultimate goal of technology transfer through East African Airlines and Singaporean companies, and laundering money for Cuenca, he seemed to value Ye Fan, the one who would help him launder money, more. Cuenca, an oligarch and warlord who came to power in a coup in a small African country, frankly, didn't possess any particularly sophisticated tactics.

In this environment, simple threats and bloody brutality were the most effective methods, and these were likely his only strengths. Therefore, he unconsciously resorted to threats against Ye Fan… simple and foolish.

In the previous psychological warfare, Ye Fan clearly had the upper hand; he maintained control of the situation without provoking Cuenca. After all, this was his territory, and he was the protagonist of this negotiation. Cuenca, on the other hand, was a cautious person, extremely careful in choosing a partner.

"I need to know how you'll handle every penny that goes into your pocket," Kunka said coldly, staring at Ye Fan. At this moment, he resembled a miser.

The negotiations were finally about to enter a new phase. Kunka seemed more concerned with his personal assets, but fortunately, Ren Zhihua had already explained the details of the mission to Ye Fan beforehand.

As soon as Kunka finished speaking, Ye Fan nodded and said, "I think you've already seen my information. I own a trading company in Singapore, and... I also have a medium-sized chain supermarket, mining investment companies in New Zealand and Malaysia, and two casinos. Of course, if you've seen the recent news, you'll know that our investment in East African Airlines has already started to turn a profit."

These were all identities that Ren Zhihua and his team had prepared in advance, and they could withstand scrutiny. However, both he and Kunka knew that these identities were merely a facade; ultimately, they were used through the trading company to help Kunka launder money and obtain some of the cutting-edge technology from the United States provided by Kunka.

As he said this, Ye Fan sneered inwardly. From the moment he met with Kunka, he had been suspicious of this mission. Helping Kunka launder money was one thing, but perhaps certain factions within the country also wanted to use this opportunity to launder money? Furthermore, while they were helping Kunka, the trading company was buying raw ore. The trading company would then reprocess the ore, increasing its value at least sevenfold.

Without delving into the details of this mission, one couldn't see its true nature. Even Lin Bing couldn't see through the trickery, as the design was flawless. On the surface, the entire mission appeared to be an agreement with Kunka to acquire advanced weapons technology for the Empire.

Perhaps it was this same mastermind behind it all. "Luckily I got involved," Ye Fan thought quickly, immediately understanding the crux of the matter.

He continued speaking while pondering this. Seeing Kunka's expressionless face, he continued, "What I can do for you is to invest every penny that flows into my pocket. Then, that money will become investment returns, and it will be clean! In the end, it will obediently lie in your bank account in Switzerland, waiting for you to withdraw and use it at any time."

As Ye Fan said this, the fat on Kunka's face twitched visibly, as if he had already imagined a large sum of money deposited in his account.

"It's that simple, isn't it?" Ye Fan shrugged, staring into Kunka's eyes.

“Casino?” Kunka glanced at Ye Fan thoughtfully, then grinned and said, “Yeah, casinos can make my money very clean. Yeah, that American guy always tried to get me to invest in stocks, securities, and some tech companies. I think he was definitely cheating me out of my money—no, he was cheating me out of my money, so don’t blame me for feeding him to the lions.”

His tone turned fierce as he stared intently at Ye Fan, saying, “Mr. Ye, I still trust you very much. I’m always very sincere and kind to my friends. But what I hate most is betrayal by a friend. So…” He stopped mid-sentence, picked up the knife again, and swiftly sliced into the fruit he hadn’t cut before.

With just a slight effort, the fruit was sliced in half. Then, expressionless, he said, "Mr. Ye, I am sincere to my friends, but I am also extremely cruel to those who betray me... Even if you are Chinese, I will still cut off your head... Do you understand?"

A typical African warlord, limited by the soil and environment here, his only skills were bloodshed and brutality. Because in this land, these two things were the most effective. However, using these two things to intimidate Ye Fan was a miscalculation.

He didn't even consider who Ye Fan was. Not to mention in South Africa, even in Europe and America, the title "God of War" was taboo. No one dared to mention this name, and those who opposed it were practically dead.

In the underworld, the God of War had become a myth, a legend, which had forged his status and legend, a record that no one had broken to this day.

Even if it was time to break this contract, Ye Fan was absolutely confident he could take Cuenca's head. He had done it before. His last mission was to kill a South African tribal chief.

However, Cuenca did not know Ye Fan's true identity. Even Lin Bing didn't know that he was the war god who killed the Hell Angel.

Kunka toyed with a kitchen knife in his hand, but the smile on his face was unfathomable.

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