63: 100 million received

This Uncle Cheng was Wang Doudou's family butler.

Just a few days ago, he had helped her investigate Pan Han, and having seen his photos and information, he naturally recognized him at a glance.

"Why is this little brat everywhere!" Uncle Cheng cursed inwardly.

Uncle Cheng had been by Wang Doudou's father's side for over thirty years and had seen many storms.

But today, seeing Pan Han, he actually felt that this guy was just incredibly strange!

Pan Han naturally didn't know who Uncle Cheng was.

Seeing him sitting on the sofa, he walked straight over to shake his hand and greet him.

"Heh heh, little brat, let me give you a lesson!" Uncle Cheng pretended to smile and stood up to shake Pan Han's hand, but he had secretly put some force into it.

"Hello, President Pan!"

"Hello, I don't know how to address you yet, would you mind telling me?" Pan Han asked with a smile.

Uncle Cheng was surprised.

He had practiced martial arts since childhood, especially his iron claws, which could even crush ordinary iron woks.

How could Pan Han show no reaction at all and remain so calm?

"President Pan, it's a rule of the trade, we don't inquire about such things," Wang Cheng quickly explained from the side, as he hadn't told Pan Han about Uncle Cheng's information before.

"Oh? Is that so?" Pan Han tilted his head, then looked at Uncle Cheng again, while simultaneously increasing the force in his hand.

Uncle Cheng immediately felt a powerful force transmit to his hand.

What strong internal energy!

Uncle Cheng didn't speak, but rather stared at Pan Han with approving eyes, and he also added more strength.

Seventy percent strength, eighty percent strength, ninety percent strength!

Uncle Cheng started to sweat.

Ordinary people couldn't even handle thirty percent of his strength, and even skilled martial artists could at most withstand fifty percent.

Pan Han was the first to make him use seventy percent of his strength!

But why did the other party show no reaction at all?

And he was still smiling!

Wang Cheng on the side was a bit confused.

Why did these two seem to be frozen the moment they met, with neither of them moving?

Pan Han still waited for Uncle Cheng to reply with a smile; this amount of strength couldn't faze him at all.

One hundred percent strength!

Uncle Cheng exerted his last bit of strength, his feet even began to adjust slightly, assuming a horse stance.

"What? Didn't you eat well last night, are you constipated now?" Pan Han, seeing this, knew that the other party had already given his all.

Uncle Cheng didn't dare to speak now; if he did, his internal energy would dissipate.

"That's enough, isn't it? Then it should be my turn," Pan Han thought, and then used forty percent of his strength.

The peak realm of a primary evolutionist, how terrifying!

How could ordinary mortals compare?

A twisting sound of palms rang out, and Uncle Cheng immediately felt immense pain.

Fortunately, he controlled his expression in time, otherwise he would have cried out on the spot.

"Holy cow, how can this little bastard have such great strength?

Could he also be a master?"

"Still not convinced?" Pan Han saw that the other party could still endure, and he was also impressed, so he added another ten percent of force.

"Hiss! Uh! Ah! Oh!" Uncle Cheng began to clench his teeth, letting out some soft grunts.

Sixty percent strength!

"You can just call me Uncle Cheng!" Uncle Cheng admitted defeat and quickly told Pan Han.

"Oh! So it's Uncle Cheng! My apologies, my apologies!" Pan Han released his grip when the other party spoke.

Uncle Cheng quickly pulled his hand back; half of his arm felt numb from being squeezed.

"Oh my, the meeting ceremony between you two sirs was fantastic," Wang Cheng quickly came over to smooth things over.

Seeing the other party's discomfort, Pan Han didn't want to continue making things difficult for Uncle Cheng, so he sat down on his own.

Uncle Cheng shook his arm, recovering slightly, and also sat down.

"Little Wang, this President Pan is a talented person! If you follow him, President Pan, you will prosper sooner or later!" After Uncle Cheng recovered his complexion, he began to look at Pan Han seriously; this little brat was not so simple.

"Oh, Uncle Cheng, you are also my god of wealth here! Two sirs, cooperate well, just leave me some scraps is enough!" Wang Cheng quickly flattered him.

Pan Han thought to himself, this old dog, why did he try to test me as soon as we met?

We don't even know each other, besides, I'm here to bring him money.

The more he thought about it, the more he felt there might be something strange going on, so it was better to be careful.

"Uncle Cheng, forgive my rudeness.

Let's get straight to business.

I've brought the goods, they're in the car."

"Alright! Shall I arrange for someone to inspect the goods?"

"You can!"

"Wang Cheng, I'll have Little Li go with you to inspect the goods."

Wang Cheng immediately agreed and headed straight for the SUV outside the door.

"Haha, President Pan is a straightforward person!

How much goods did you bring today?"

"300 kilograms!"

"Oh, it's indeed over a hundred million.

Wang Cheng didn't lie to me."

"Hmm.

How much do you take here?"

"25%."

"When will the payment be credited?"

"Once the inspection is complete, it will be credited the same day."

"Will anyone come to investigate me?"

"If someone investigates, why would we take 25 points?

It's only a hundred million, we'll handle it for you, no one will investigate you."

"Generous!" Pan Han thought, hearing this, that this connection was good!

It's fast and safe.

"President Pan, where are you making your fortune?" Uncle Cheng changed the subject, beginning to inquire about Pan Han's situation, because he knew that Pan Han was just a recent graduate who was a commoner, and this batch of goods must have come from an illicit source.

"Haha, Uncle Cheng, you're crossing a line there," Pan Han didn't even bother to make up a lie.

"Oh, what are you talking about!

Seeing a young man so capable, I, this old bone, also want to bask in some of that glory, don't I!"

"Uncle Cheng, I'm afraid I cannot answer!

But if this transaction is a pleasant cooperation, then it will be a long-term flow in the future!" Pan Han replied neither humbly nor arrogantly.

"Good boy, interesting, I, your Uncle Cheng, like you!"

"Thank you, Uncle Cheng, for your praise!"

The two of them praised each other for a while.

Wang Cheng returned, nodded to the two, and then said to Uncle Cheng: "The goods are fine.

The quantity and quality are correct."

Upon hearing this, Uncle Cheng revealed a satisfied smile, and his regard for Pan Han increased a few points in his heart.

"Good, very good! President Pan, let me report to the boss first." Uncle Cheng took out his phone, stood up, turned and walked back about ten steps, before lowering his voice to speak to the other party.

Out of curiosity, Pan Han still opened his ears to listen.

However, the voice from the phone was too faint, he could only vaguely hear something about "General Wang."

"It seems that Uncle Cheng's boss's surname is Wang!"

"The boss's surname is Wang, and this old guy is called Uncle Cheng.

Damn it, Wang Cheng couldn't be their illegitimate son, could he?" Thinking this, Pan Han glanced at Wang Cheng.

Wang Cheng was originally staring at Uncle Cheng, but suddenly felt a chill wind blow across his back, an icy coldness piercing into his spine, which made him shiver all over, and he quickly turned his head to look.

Pan Han saw his reaction and knew that his gaze was becoming increasingly lethal.

At this moment, Uncle Cheng finished his report and sat back down in front of Pan Han.

"The boss has no problem with it.

So, President Pan, you just wait to receive the payment.

We've taken the goods."

"Wang Cheng, just transfer it to that card number," Pan Han said to Wang Cheng.

"Don't worry, don't worry," Wang Cheng quickly responded.

"This is my first transaction, approximately how long will it take to arrive?" Pan Han asked; he definitely wanted to wait for the money to be credited before leaving.

"Haha, President Pan is quite impatient!

This is to test our strength!" Uncle Cheng's spirits lifted when he heard this.

In this circle, who doesn't know that their family is the fastest and most stable?

"Uncle Cheng, please don't mind, this is just a small business for me.

Hehe," Pan Han chuckled twice.

"Come, President Pan, stand up!"

"What for?"

"Stand up!"

"Do you see your car at the main entrance?"

"I see it!"

"Walk from here to your car, and if the money isn't credited, I'll wash my hair while standing on my head!" Uncle Cheng said, patting Pan Han's shoulder.

Pan Han thought, that's interesting, so he tidied up and walked straight towards the SUV.

From the sofa he was sitting on to the SUV, it was only about 30 steps.

Walking normally, it would only take about 15 seconds.

Pan Han didn't deliberately speed up, and it only took him ten seconds to reach the car.

As soon as he reached out to open the car door!

Ding! A text message arrived!

Pan Han opened it and saw: Your bank card has received one hundred million yuan!