The Strongest Arms Dealer

"Everyone has flaws, just like an apple bitten by God. Some people have bigger flaws, just because God likes their fragrance so much."

Tang Dao crossed his legs, lying on the deck chair, basking in the rare sunshine, holding Leo Tolstoy's masterpiece "War and Peace" in his hand. After finishing, I shuddered and closed the cover.

This is a poisonous chicken soup, and a defect is a defect! God still bites? Like fragrance?

That's what's wrong with DNA...

Any disguise and embellishment can't change the fact. What a flawed person needs is self-strengthening, not comforting him all the time. You are the most beautiful. He should work a hundred times harder than anyone else to make others look up to you. Not to wallow in everyone's sympathy.

Everyone is a hunter, and prey are scarce in society.

If you want to have something to eat, just "kill" others.

So interests govern war and peace, not love!

Especially capitalists like Tang Dao, I like to make your dreams into war, then you are crying, I want you to be happy, then you are happy, the decision to go is never the "leader sitting at the head of the village" "They, but looking for the capital of interest.

"Boss, someone brought it."

The little angel knocked on the door, opened the half door and said, let the employees behind bring people in.

Fang Tangjing's face... didn't have any scars, but was a little embarrassed. When he walked in, he tore off his suit, and with a smile on his face, he signaled the employee not to do anything, "I can walk by myself."

He took a deep breath, walked into the room, as if asking, "Mr. Tang, is that so domineering?"

Tang Dao raised his eyes slightly and glanced at him, "I'm overbearing, you're just kneeling here to talk to me now."

A little shame and anger flashed across Fang Tangjing's face, but he quickly hid it, because he found that Tang Dao was not bragging, and a good man would not suffer from immediate losses. On the sofa, he smiled, intending to use his laughter to lift the atmosphere, "I just want to treat Mr. Tang to a cup of coffee, I can't believe you don't believe me so much."

"I kind of hate the mice huddled in the corner. If you have something to do, why don't you show it and have a good talk with me. Did Wu Zhiqiang ask you to come?"

"no."

Fang Tangjing said decisively, "I just want to do business with Mr. Tang."

"Are you planning to be a boy?" Tang Dao finally turned his head and gave him a meaningful look.

I didn't tell the boss about this, but I came out to contact him privately, which is impossible for anyone to accept.

And look at him like this...

Rebellious!

"No, no, no, of course I won't kill my boss. He is my best partner. He listens to me. Why find another partner?"

MD!

This head who has read the book is different. Fang Tangjing knows that many people under him will not be convinced when he is the boss, and maybe other people will be parachuted down. The oil and water in Boston are very deep, and the big bosses in the big circle are also fighting for power. , Wu Zhiqiang's position must not be moved, and Fang Tangjing doesn't want to be killed.

How about being the second in command obediently and influencing the elder brother?

This man is very smart!

Appropriate ambition, appropriate IQ, maybe proud, but definitely not conceited!

"What kind of business do you want? I ask a very high price."

"Boss Wu has an affair with the leader of the big circle in the United States. I want to ask Mr. Tang to help me get rid of him."

"I think you've got the wrong guy. I'm a legitimate businessman and I never do that."

Tang Dao's tone was indifferent, he didn't want to join this gang fight, he was just a "peace" loving philanthropist.

"If we wait for Boss Wu to take over, we are willing to hand over the underground arms business that is in the big circle here to your company." Fang Tangjing came prepared. I didn't tell Wu Zhiqiang in the book that this man's mind is a bit deep.

"Give it all to us?"

Tang Dao raised his brows, "It's not your decision, it's not necessarily Wu Zhiqiang's decision."

Like this kind of criminal group, the interests between them are more complicated. If you arrange your own people, you can get more oil and water, that is, join. Tang Dao was "hand-picked" as the supplier of Yingjiang in the big circle , then Wu Zhiqiang and Fang Tangjing or their faction eat more, and their mouths are full of oil.

This is understandable.

Therefore, if you want to move this piece of cake, you have to ask the current group of people whether they agree or not!

"I'll take care of it from above, I just want him to die!" Fang Tangjing said firmly.

Tang Dao looked at him, then sat up, and said to the little angel, "Go and get the red wine from the wine rack, Mr. Fang and I will have a drink."

"White Paper Fan" was certain in his heart, the other party called him Mr. Fang, it seemed that there was something to do with this matter, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, he hurriedly said, "You're welcome."

"Come to me, my basic etiquette must always be in place."

Tang Dao said casually, picked up the cigar on the table, and handed it to the other party, "New from Cuba."

Fang Tangjing hesitated, but took it with both hands. As soon as he clicked on it, he heard the other party say, "This price is not enough. If the matter leaks, I have to bear a lot of things. This year is only a few million dollars. A small country in Africa can have so many.”

How much can gangsters use with weapons?

If what is sitting here at this time is some kind of "Tomahawk" on Maozi's territory, etc., he might agree, but the big circle is much gentler. They rarely have heavy weapons, and not everyone is like a Maozi. With RPG to rob the bank.

Fang Tangjing also obviously understood that this price could not impress him, and prepared a backhand.

"If necessary, we are willing to form a strategic alliance with your company! In the United States, we still have some power, and we can completely entrust Mr. Tang with any inconvenient matters in the future."

"What you said, I'm going to think that the person sitting in front of me is Wu Zhiqiang."

It means, can you really call the shots?

"Boss Wu agreed. As long as he sits in that position, he will get more in return than he paid for."

Tang Dao nodded slowly and looked at the other party up and down. Just as the little angel sobered up the wine and poured it for the two of them, he picked up the glass and touched it, "Are you interested in coming to my company to help me?"

This topic jumps up too fast, Fang Tangjing, who just took a sip of red wine, almost choked, covered his chest and coughed a few times, then calmed down, raised his head and looked at the other party, finally there was a little surprise in his eyes~www.wuxiaspot.com ~ After a few seconds, he refused with a smile, "It's my honor, but Boss Wu believes in me, I can't let him down, maybe one day, I can't get along anymore, so I beg you to take me in, Then give me a bite to eat."

Tang Dao's refusal was also expected, and he didn't bother to say more.

He just admired each other a little bit.

"Just leave the photo of the other party, and we will hear the news."

"Okay, please trouble Mr. Tang, please hurry up, after all, the Spring Festival in my hometown is coming, he will survive next year, and we are not very comfortable."

Fang Tangjing finished his glass of red wine in one gulp, then left, and the little angel sent him downstairs.

The other party made a condition that Tang Dao could hardly refuse.

It is enough to help open the market of Yingjiangjia. At that time, the "gunfire" in capitalism will become more and more "peaceful", and the freedom that human beings want will also be rampant in North America.

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