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"That's a good thing. After all, I still have ten thousand dollars a month." Yuri comforted with a smile.

Sol snorted, picked up the wine and drank it down in one gulp. He was still aggrieved now.

"Of course, you can remind me every time you receive 10,000 yuan!" Sean squinted his eyes and raised the corners of his mouth slightly.

"Let's not talk about this anymore. You are financially free now. What are your plans in the future?" Yuri picked up the wine glass and clinked it with the two of them. "I wanted to bring you to my side before. You must be better than me."

Okay, now, no need."

That's not necessarily the case. Sean's face straightened, he put down his wine glass, put his arms around their shoulders, pulled their heads towards each other and whispered: "I'm ready to go...!"

"Ah?" Sol was startled, thinking he heard wrongly.

"Ah!" Yuri's eyes widened and he suddenly thought of something, "A member of the Rockefeller family? That's not easy. You might have to get involved yourself."

"You're crazy!" Sol grabbed Sean.

Sean lowered his voice and continued: "As you know, He Yue Hong Kong has a lot of rich people, and there are a lot of new rich people there, and they don't know how to protect themselves. As long as you do it, you will definitely succeed. It will be no problem to make tens of millions by then.

"

"I've already made a plan. The richest man over there is named... and after we get it done, we can go back to the United States directly. There's nothing they can do about it!" Sean said with a serious face, explaining how to hijack a car from the top of the mountain, how to bring a bomb to communicate, and how to lay an ambush.

The threat of snipers from the air deterred them from retaliating. The Chinese tradition of paying attention to their children's successors made perfect sense.

Apparently this has been planned for a long time and the success rate is very high.

"Ten million?" Sol gritted his teeth, "Hong Kong dollars?"

"Dollar!"

"hiss!!!"

"It's done!" Yuri's body seemed to be electrocuted, and he trembled violently, "Call Jonas and the others!"

"But how does money enter the United States?" Sol's face became more wrinkled.

"You are a lawyer, you go find someone to clean up the mess."

"I..." Sol struggled, this is illegal!

After a while, he gritted his teeth and waved his hands fiercely, "It's done!"

"Pah!" Sean raised his hand and slapped each of them on the back of the head, leaving both of them stunned.

"What the hell are you thinking? Neither of you is a good person. You are engaging in extortion and violating laws and disciplines. Am I, Sean, that kind of person?" Sean curled his lips and took a hard 'poof'.

"Shit, I thought you were telling the truth!" Yuri cursed.

"Impossible!" Saul stared at Sean, "This plan is very strict. Even a lawyer like me can't see any loopholes. As long as we capture the heart of the other party's beloved son, it is basically impossible to fail, even if we can't get the money.

There is the threat of hidden snipers, and the other side does not dare to retaliate, so safety is absolutely guaranteed."

"You must have planned it a long time ago, and you also learned Chinese!" As if he had caught evidence, Saul looked directly at Sean, trying to see any clues on his face.

Sean chuckled, looking enigmatic, which made Yuri confused again.

Sean reached out and knocked on the table, looking around the two of them, "Do you know the fastest way to get money?"

"Fight!" the two said in unison.

Sean rolled his eyes, "Okay, let's get down to business."

"Pan - poison." "Army - fire." Yuri and Thor gave different answers respectively.

Do you call this business?

"Poison? Ha!" Sean sneered, "Your gang must be doing this too."

As he spoke, Sean stretched out his hand and pointed towards the dance floor below. Many people described it as crazy and drunk, and they must have been flying by, "How many times the profit can you make?"

"Uh... no matter how many times it is, they are all goods obtained from other companies. Double is the most." Yuri has nothing to hide, it's just drug trafficking, which is really not a big deal in the United States.

Sean shook his head and said nothing. He didn't bother to ask about arms or anything. Low-end arms were sold by the ton in the private market.

"Yuri, the wines you have here are all smuggled."

"Uh..." The change of thought was so fast that Yuri didn't react for a while, and he said after a while: "They should all be smuggled. According to the customs, the tariff on alcohol is too high, and everyone can't bear it. Of course, they all come from other people."

It was obtained from over there, a small gang like ours cannot control the smuggling channels."

"What is the monthly sales volume of this high-end wine in your bar, and what is the price?" Sean continued to ask.

"I can't remember this. I need to go find the account book and have a look."

"Okay, that's it. You go check the accounts at night. You don't need to be too careful. I just need to know the price of each of your wines and the approximate sales figures of these wines in one month." Sean said and stood up.

Come, "That's it for today, let's go back and rest first."

He raised his hand and pointed, "My brain still hurts a little. After all, my head was shot yesterday. We'll see you tomorrow. I'll take the wine."

"Hey, where are you going to live with me?"

"No, just find a hotel." Sean raised the bottle of wine and shouted without looking back: "You have money."

"FK." Yuri cursed.

"Rich man, wouldn't it be lonely to sleep alone at night?" As soon as he reached the top of the stairs, the woman who had just delivered the wine pressed directly against Sean's body, and her huge breasts firmly clamped on Sean's arm. The woman

He stuck out his tongue and licked his lips, and drew his other hand across Sean's chest. His whole body was twisting like a snake, getting lower and lower...

"You female seductress, it seems that the poor monk cannot spare you today..."

I randomly found a hotel, and Sean slept well. When I woke up the next morning, I found that the wound on the back of my head no longer felt any obvious pain. I was too lazy to go to the hospital, so I was about to call Sol to come over and help pull out the sutures, but I saw Sol.

When I was shocked.

This guy is holding his waist, with black circles under his eyes...

“So the Mexican girl juices?”

"No, it's a perfect fit!" Sol squinted in thought.

Seeing Sol's appearance, Sean shook his head. He was afraid that he would inject himself again when he cut the sutures, but after thinking about it, he decided to forget it.

Leave Sol in the hotel and let him recuperate, while Sean goes out to do errands on his own.

In the evening, Yuri and Thor met Sean again in a place that looked like a laboratory.

It was a rented house. There were two large tables in the room with many experimental equipment on them.

Balance, round bottom flask, distillation head, thermometer, long-neck dropping funnel, Erlenmeyer flask, glass stopper, separatory funnel...

"What are these things?" Yuri asked, pointing to those things in astonishment.

"Preparing something to make money!" Wearing a white coat, Sean even put on plain glasses. He looked like an experimenter. He picked up a thermometer in one hand and a finger-thick bottom with a drop-shaped scale on the other hand.

glass tube, “Know how to measure the alcohol content of a wine?”

The two of them shook their heads in astonishment.

"It needs to be measured at a specific temperature with this 'alcohol meter'." Sean raised the glass tube with the finger in his hand.

"No, what on earth are you going to do?" Sol asked with a confused look on his face.

"Make wine!" Sean raised his eyebrows and pointed towards the bottle of French Golden Flower V. S. O. P. Camus brandy.