The Strongest Arms Dealer

It was too easy for Sompashan to meet someone.

The agent who was staring at the Peninsula Hotel went to knock on the door. Tang Dao was also very curious when he heard that the leader of the intelligence department was looking for him, but he still politely agreed to meet at noon.

The two were not very familiar with each other, and they just agreed to meet in the restaurant of the Peninsula Hotel.

Song Phrashan purposely dressed himself up, but his appearance was not ideal, even if you put powder all over his face, it would not help. When he saw Tang Dao in the restaurant, the other party was already sitting and cutting steak.

"Mr. Nicholas." Sompa Shan hurriedly walked over and held out his hand.

Tang Dao held a knife and fork in his left and right hands, glanced at him, but didn't stand up, "You're three minutes late."

The subordinates who followed Sompa Shan suddenly showed dissatisfaction on their faces, but they still held back, mainly because they were stopped by the boss' eyes.

"Please sit down."

Tang Dao didn't continue with him and went into the matter of being late. He was just competing with the steak. Today's wagyu beef is a bit old and doesn't taste very good. The chef here is really bad. His appetite is gone. Put down the tableware and take He wiped the corner of his mouth with a rag, and threw it aside.

"Mr. Sompashan came to see me, do you have any orders?"

Song Phrasan sat across from him and waited for the other party to finish the whole thing. He was not in a hurry, he still had some patience. When he heard Tang Dao's question, he opened his mouth, with a heavy voice, "I just want to ask Nicholas One thing, sir, what are you doing in Thailand?"

Tang Dao raised his head and looked at him, "Don't you think your question is superfluous? I'm not a criminal, nor an international wanted criminal. I'm just an ordinary tourist. Don't you welcome me?"

Sompashan frowned, he didn't like the crooked look of the other party, so you can tell me what you want to do.

"I know this place has a good environment, and I came here to relax." Tang Dao also said, "After all, making money is also tiring."

"..."

Sompashan lowered his head and did not speak, but he gritted his teeth, his veins burst out a little, obviously he was irritated.

This is completely nonsense. War mongers with billions of dollars a year say they are tired here. Isn't it easy for them to get paid?

Song Phrasan put his hands on the table, stared straight at Tang Dao, and said in a deep voice, "Mr. Nicholas, you'd better not commit crimes in Thailand, or..."

"Don't worry, don't worry." Tang Dao waved his hand impatiently, "I'm a businessman, and I'm here to travel. Are you so free? If that's what you're doing, then I don't want to listen to you wasting your time here. I'm sorry, I still have an appointment, I will help them with food, and I will pay for the expenses." The second half of the sentence was addressed to the waiter, and then he smiled at Sompashan and left.

Sompashan squinted his eyes.

"It's too much, this **** is too rude." After Tang Dao walked away, the subordinate next to Sompa Shan was chattering and very angry. Although their department is relatively clear, it is still a department with real power , Wherever you go, you are not being served by others, and some high-level executives don't dare to insult them like this. They cursed a few times, and when they were tired, they asked angrily, "Director, what should we do now?"

Sompashan tapped the table with his fingers, and nodded his chin slightly, "Sit down and eat, since someone else is treating you, of course you should enjoy it, the two of us can't eat steak a few times in the Peninsula Hotel with our salary."

This seems to make sense.

The subordinate nodded, quickly sat across from him, and said to the waiter, "Quick, two steaks."

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Tang Dao walked out of the restaurant, and heard the little angel next to him say, "Boss, I know who is staring at us, it should be theirs." The former was startled, glanced at him, and found that he was heading towards a place Looking around, Tang Dao saw a man of medium build standing not far away, looking at them, and occasionally glanced at the restaurant. When he saw Tang Dao and the others looking over, he put down the newspaper, stood up, Without concealing it, he walked towards Sompa Shan.

"Don't worry about them." Tang Dao took out a piece of chewing gum, he likes the taste of chewing, "If you listen to them, don't you stop doing business? They won't do anything to us, Song Phrashan doesn't have the guts yet."

He dared to catch himself in?

what name?

If you act recklessly, the lawyer team will fly over to sue you tomorrow.

You also just call it Thai, not Eagle Sauce!

"When will that Dong come?" Tang Dao asked.

When watching a Muay Thai show before, a young man said that he would take himself to see Muay Thai, so he called the little angel early to make an appointment.

The little angel looked at his watch, "One thirty, there are still a few minutes."

Tang Dao responded, and stood in the hall waiting for a while, and saw a few people jogging in at the door, and the leader was Dong Tiancheng. When he saw Tang Dao, his eyes lit up, and he ran over. "Mr. Nicholas, I'm sorry to keep you waiting."

"No, you are very punctual." Tang Dao looked at his watch with a smile on his face, "I just like to chat with people who have a sense of time. Let's go, where are we going?"

"Let's go to Schlemm Street." Dong Tiancheng said, then looked at Tang Dao, startled, "Sir, don't you bring bodyguards?"

"They will follow by themselves." Tang Dao said casually.

This made Dong Tiancheng think a lot again, could it be that the bodyguard followed him in many identities? Maybe there is someone in this hall? He thought about it, and then looked around from the corner of his eye, and sure enough, he saw some strong-looking strong men.

It made him even more curious about Nicholas's identity. His father was a businessman. He grew up in this atmosphere and knew how to read words. This idiom is not a derogatory term, but a commendatory term. He said a sentence: "Don't underestimate anyone in this world, learn to pretend to be a grandson, learn to endure, learn to be cowardly, and you will live longer than others."

Maybe this statement is extreme, but Dong Tiancheng thinks it is right.

Don't be too proud, people are actually onions.

He followed Tang Dao out of the hotel, and parked an extended Rolls Royce outside. Seeing him coming out, the doorman in a small suit hurriedly opened the door.

It took Dong Tiancheng a month's living expenses to rent this car~www.wuxiaspot.com~ He also asked his friends to exchange some money. He thought Nicholas was a big guy with thick thighs. If he met him, he must not let him I ran away, I went to four or five rental companies to find this car, this is someone else's custom model, it is rare to come across it, Dong Tiancheng is willing to rent it at a high price.

The price is not less than 1 million US dollars!

"Mr. Nicholas, what would you like to drink? Coffee? Sprite?" Dong Tiancheng asked enthusiastically.

"Sprite."

Dong Tiancheng took out two cans from his own car refrigerator and handed them over.

"Mr. Dong is probably not from Thailand."

"My hometown is in Jiangsu and Zhejiang. Those who come here to study abroad are not good at studying, so they can only come out to gain some insight."

Tang Dao felt that the other party was too modest. The family who can study abroad is not short of money. No wonder he uses such a good car. This guy has other ideas.

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