The Strongest Arms Dealer

Qualified enterprises are also "licking dogs".

This "give" a gift with great fanfare with Il-76, isn't the effect coming? At least Wagner Yadel, who is Norway's top rich second generation, is very happy.

The Savior Company or Tang Dao is the bottom line!

When Aidid was still the president of Somalia, in order to open up the market, he drove a tank to the other party's birthday party, and wrote on it: Dear Mr. Aidid

In the blink of an eye, the opponent was chug-chug.

In terms of treating customers, the savior company has always been at the forefront.

When the boxes were transported off the Il-76, it felt like a single soldier Superman was gradually being born.

"Major Wagner, this gentleman is in charge this time." A staff member walked over with a bald white man and said.

"Hello, welcome to Norway." Wagner loves his house and his wife, and has a very good attitude towards the people of the Savior Company. Although he is a highly educated person, he can't help exuding pride.

The bald white man smiled and said good, then introduced that he was Kevin from the transportation department, and handed the folder in his hand to the other party, "President Mister knows that you are a loyal customer of our company, he is very happy, and let I have a present for you, here is the list."

Wagner was very concerned about this, so he took it and opened it to take a look.

First, invite Wagner and his family to the Savior Company celebration in October.

Second, for the senior VIPs of the Savior Company, the annual packages of Liverpool, the Rockets and the Kansas City Chiefs are presented free of charge, and any subsidiary company enjoys a 20% discount.

Third, present a small private jet!

Wagner Adair's face was full of smiles. Although this private jet is not very valuable, about 5 million US dollars, being a gift from the savior company is a symbol of status.

"Thank you Mr. Mister for me. I am very happy to receive his gift and welcome him to Norway as a guest."

Bald-headed Kevin agreed, and after the delivery note was signed, he declined the other party's invitation to stay for dinner, boarded the plane, and flew straight into the sky.

"Shipping all the goods back, I'll take a photo first." Wagner Adair said.

He leaned against a box, and a set of exoskeleton was taken out. Behind him was the entire Bode Airport, smiling and looking happy.

Half an hour later, this picture appeared in Wagner Adair's personal account on Yahoo.com, and there was an understatement saying that if you like it enough, then buy it, 1,000 sets of human exoskeletons just off the plane.

Very good Versailles, which attracted a lot of onlookers. Similarly, even the Savior Company also paid attention, and left a message below: Great! Our next tech product is in the works, what to expect

The following are all inquiries about what products are.

Some people even suggested that if some other modes were added to the exoskeleton, such as an armored warrior with a helmet, which could display the enemy's situation, that would be really cool. After the comments were made, the person himself laughed and continued to say , "It's just a dream."

But who knows, the savior company left a message: Why can't it be realized soon?

This sentence seemed to ignite everyone's passion.

Could it be that the exoskeleton of armored soldiers in the future will really appear?

Wagner Adair's account suddenly gained hundreds of thousands of fans.

Just like the first generation of Internet celebrities in the Internet age.

Showing off is a "germ" that people inherently carry, and they used to be low-key, but this Norwegian seems to have released a Pandora's box, and ghosts and monsters have come out all at once.

There are all kinds of classic words.

"Don't think about making money, because no matter how hard you work, you won't have as much money as I do."

"This life is fast, you should enjoy your own pain, after all, even I, who is rich, can't enjoy it."

"Be careful in your next life and find a rich man."

All kinds of ways to show off made this very popular, and it also attracted the attention of some traditional media, and began to report it.

Headlines like this are all over the place.

Someone called Tang Dao's personal cell phone as soon as he made a call.

Of course, these are representatives of high status, most of which are behind the will of the country, and there are also representatives of personal consortiums. They see that Tang Dao is making a lot of money, and they have a little idea in their hearts.

But everyone knows that if you want to use small means, you just wait for someone to come to your door with a shotgun at home. How awesome is the former president of Boeing? Wasn't it because he was locked in the room and opened his mind, and he is still there now.

So, you can't give him hard.

Learn to treat future friends with benefits.

Therefore, Tang Dao's phone suddenly had a lot of people who gave him money.

At this time, Tang was in an open-air restaurant in Geneva, Switzerland. Cantis called him long distance. The elders in the family wanted to meet him. In this restaurant, two couples planned to have a private conversation first. gas.

Tang Dao kept a low profile as much as possible and did not go through the official procedures. He just brought a bodyguard team over. Afraid of making too much fanfare, he brought a little angel and a bodyguard named Priestley Edward. He is the old man who established the company, nicknamed: Jushi!

It is the wearer of the royal exoskeleton in the bodyguard regiment.

Of course, his pair of iron fists are also very hard. They were originally British sergeants.

The three of them just sat there, waiting for Cantis to arrive, chatting with each other, and looking at the river in the distance from time to time, it was really not too relaxing.

But a sudden noise interrupted their thoughts, and they saw not far from the open-air restaurant, two well-dressed Ah Sans were punching and kicking a thin body on the ground. driver.

And looking at the skin color, they are also Indians.

The staff next to them hurriedly rushed out and pulled each other away, but the two perpetrators spat at each other, twisted each other's head with clean leather shoes, and then said loudly, this is his driver, this is low People of caste, he is just teaching the servants.

Such rampant words did not get any refutation from the people around them. Instead, they watched and pointed with great interest. Some people explained to their female companions, and some couldn't hold back their voices and laughed, but only Tang Dao I saw that the Indian lying on the ground slowly clenched his fist, then let it go, clenched it again and finally let it go.

"Go away!" the perpetrator shouted triumphantly.

The person lying on the ground lowered his head and tried to stand up in embarrassment. His face was very immature, and he didn't dare to look into the eyes of the people around him, so he walked towards the door.

"Hey."

Tang Dao, who had been watching coldly, suddenly opened his mouth and shouted. The other party looked over in a daze and at a loss. When he saw the clothes on the other party's body, he was very flustered. This is another noble person.

"Come and sit." Tang Dao patted the chair next to him.

The other party hesitated for a while, then looked at the master in the distance who was bragging to his friends, shrank his head, Edward walked over, like an eagle catching a chicken, and brought him over, frightened his hands and feet flustered, thinking And some "adults" with special hobbies.

"You are not reconciled?" Tang Dao didn't know where to start. He just saw that the other party was at least numb to life. He had learned to make a fist, but he had to learn to show it. But at least, his heart was not dead. It is very similar to the self who was in a mess because of money.

The Christ the Redeemer on the top of Corcovado Mountain is overlooking the world of mortals and all living beings. In front of his eyes, all the joys and sorrows may not be a big deal, but we are in the world of mortals after all!

Perhaps, this can be regarded as "the heart of Our Lady".

When you stand on the top of the mountain, I look down on all living beings like Christ, and they are all in disaster.

Facing Tang Dao's inquiry, the other party just remained indifferent.

Edward and the little angel looked anxiously from the sidelines, but not many people dared to face the boss's words without being indifferent.

"What's your name?"

Now the other party responded, "Gubta."

The name is used by Sudra.

Tang Dao responded vaguely, "I've heard a story that a white tiger will appear in the tiger race every 100 years, and he will break away from the shackles of the race to find the grassland it wants." He said , asked the little angel for a business card, and handed it to the other party, "Call me if you need it."

Gubta's hand was trembling when he got the business card, he raised his head, his eyes were full of scarlet, he said thank you softly, and then fled, looking at his terrified appearance, he looked more like a bird trapped in a prison The chickens in the cage can only watch their companions be pulled out of the cage, then disembowelled, and their intestines are torn off, thrown on the ground, and eaten by wild dogs.

Tang Dao raised his cup, smiled at the little angel and Edward, and said, "Come, salute, this world is full of injustice!"

Gubta ran to the garage, and sat down skillfully in a utility room below. He was very satisfied to be able to follow the director on a business trip to Switzerland, and he had seen the outside world. ", but every time he travels far away, he can only live in the grocery room~www.wuxiaspot.com~The place like a hotel is simply not something lowly people like him can go to.

Hugging his knees and keeping company with mice, Gubta looked at the business card on his lap, because his hands were dirty, he could feel that the business card must be of great value.

Even he himself feels inferior.

But from that Asian, he saw respect, no, not respect between classes, but seeing himself as a person, and he couldn't feel that kind of treatment at all.

Gubta burst into tears, unable to control his tears. He hated his father for giving birth to him in Sudra. He hated the other party for abandoning him. He died very early. He hated even more that the demanding family. Live worse than a dog.

grocery room

Only worthy of the weeping of the weak.

And in a suite worth ten thousand dollars per night.

It is the stage for the strong to vent.

"Gubta, I really want to live like a human being."