Reborn American Giants

When Antino and Guarduy arrived at the Iturbide Hotel, except for Victor and Bossano, almost all the other invited officials had arrived. But these people were all gathered in the room leading to the "February Room"

In the corridor, it was obvious that they were waiting for the rightful owner to appear.

As members of the military, Antino and Guadui have a transcendent status, and their relationship with the current group of civilian officials who hold power on stage is really not that happy.

But now that there are so many officials standing here waiting at the door, the two of them are not in a good mood to just go into the hall on their own.

So everyone crowded in the corridor outside the entrance of February Hall and chatted, waiting for the real owner of the reception to appear.

To be honest, these people were a little jealous and disdainful of Victor, a rising political star within the party who suddenly emerged.

Young people who rise so quickly like this have been rare in the past, but they are not unheard of. However, generally speaking, such people will soon be like meteors streaking across the sky, leaving a dazzling light and then quickly disappearing.

Lack of foundation is the fatal flaw of this type of person.

However, Congressman Jose soon showed his fighting ability. He relied on Chairman Amfilo to make up for his weak foundation in the party. The "Housing Reform Bill" he introduced was quickly approved by the city council.

It was passed and within a short time he became the "Regional Supervisor" of the San Salvador City Council of the Christian Democratic Party.

Moreover, he has also established a relationship with Bossano, a media tycoon. Now it seems that the Jose Congressman has established a firm foothold in the officialdom. While these people are waiting to see his jokes, he has suddenly become a saint.

He is one of the top figures in the El Salvador City Council.

Therefore, when the two organizers of the party, Victor and Bossano, appeared from the corner of the corridor talking and laughing, everyone present breathed a sigh of relief. It was only now that they discovered that they had something to say about Victor.

The fear of not exporting it.

"Congressman Jose..."

"Ah, hello, Minister Francisco."

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"Chairman Juan, it's been a long time since I last saw you..."

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At the door of the "February Hall" of the hotel, Victor greeted the officials waiting here warmly, but Francisco from the Ministry of Internal Affairs looked a little stiff, and even when he smiled, his face looked like someone owed him something.

It's as ugly as losing him millions.

Antino and Guardui watched with cold eyes, knowing that the reason why Francisco's face was so ugly was actually for no other reason than that this guy had been shot in the lower jaw. Although he survived, his facial nerves were affected.

From then on, he became what he is now, with a paralyzed face, and was privately called "the guy with a dead face".

The two looked at each other, and Antino felt both emotional and relieved.

What's sad is that although they are colonels in the military and the chief officers of the only armored force in the capital, they still have to stay humble in front of Francisco Valdivieso, the Minister of the Interior, and they are far less popular than him.

Strong.

What was relieved was that they no longer had to worry about the military expenses of the Fourth Armored Regiment in the future. Now it seemed that Victor had obviously dragged the head of the San Salvador secret department into the water.

Now everyone is the crow upon the pig, everyone is equally black. The person in charge of the Ministry of Internal Affairs, who is responsible for supervision, and the two chief officers of the army sit together. From now on, everyone becomes a stirrer in the same pot.

of people.

"Gentlemen," Victor stood up, clapped his hands, and raised his voice after everyone took their seats: "I feel ashamed to say that thanks to everyone's care in the past few months, De Oro Trading Company has been able to develop so smoothly. However,

I have never had the chance to sit down with you because I have been held back by some matters.

So today I invite you all here on behalf of Brother Bossano, which is a formal way of saying thank you to everyone."

"Victor, you are too polite," the officials present were so overwhelmed by the "dead face" of Francisco from the Ministry of Internal Affairs that they did not dare to take a breath. Seeing that the scene was about to go cold, Antino felt a move in his heart and stood up to warm up the scene.

Said: "Speaking of which, I would also like to thank you. If it weren't for your generosity, the Fourth Armored Regiment would probably be in riot now."

"Yes, Colonel Antino is right," Guadui also stood up and smoothed things over: "We won't say much more about these words of thanks. From now on, as long as you say a word from Victor, the officers and soldiers of our Fourth Armored Regiment will definitely go through fire and water.

No need to hesitate. Come on, Victor, let’s do one first.”

As he spoke, Guadui raised the wine glass in his hand towards Victor.

"Haha, you two colonels, you are really..." Victor smiled and waved his hand, also raised the wine glass in his hand, clinked it from a distance, drank it all in one gulp and put down the glass, he said with a smile: "We are here today

, just talk about friendship, nothing else... nothing else."

"Haha, you're right. Just like Victor said, let's talk about friendship first and then talk about business." After Antino and Guadui sat down again, Bossano knocked on the table and said, "Victor,

You should bring up the gifts prepared for everyone present first, and after the gifts are distributed, we can continue the next step of the discussion."

Victor smiled and nodded towards Piru and Ato who were sitting in the corner of the hall.

After receiving the instructions from their husband, Piru and Atuo carried the black suitcase next to their legs and walked over. They placed the suitcase on the table, then opened the lock with a "click" and opened the suitcase.

After covering it, he stepped aside again.

It can be seen that inside the two black suitcases are thick manila paper bags. On the cover of each paper bag, the names of everyone present are written in bold black fonts.

"Everyone has seen it," he first reached out and pulled a suitcase in front of him. Bossano picked out a paper bag with his name written on it, put it in front of him, and then put it on the edge with a little force.

With a push, the suitcase slid on the smooth glass table and stopped exactly in the center.

"These two boxes are full of gifts prepared by Brother Victor for everyone. Each person has a bag, and everyone has a share. Naturally, mine is included.

I can also tell you clearly that what is in this bag, apart from what you need to do next, is a hard-earned fee.

Haha, the amount of money is not much. Each person receives a bearer check from Central American Bank for US$300,000. No one here will get a cent more, and no one will get a penny less. Today, regardless of our position,

All rights and responsibilities are treated equally."

"Let me say a few words," Victor gently patted Bossano's thigh, stood up, looked around at the faces of everyone present, and then said with a smile: "Everyone, I am a blogger.

As for Brother Sano, his temperament has always been like this, and he likes to be straightforward.

And I think he may have misunderstood what I meant. In fact, the main purpose of inviting everyone here today is to invite everyone to join the "Bravo Club"..."