The Strongest Arms Dealer

Greece is still a good place.

Greece is the birthplace of Western civilization and a mysterious country. Greek cuisine has a long history and has a unique Mediterranean style. What a pleasure it is to enjoy delicious food under the charming scenery.

Lying in the hot spring of the Kabia Hotel, with a towel covering his face, the sound of this orderly breathing rises and falls.

There is soft music playing on the CD next to it.

Airsupply, one of the most classic English songs in Europe and the United States, has been nominated for an Oscar for a century of classic music, which can make people relax a lot without knowing it.

But there are always times when the secular world is going to be entangled.

Just when I heard the excitement, the little angel's voice sounded from the gentle knock on the door.

"Boss, Mr. Andreyev is already waiting for you in the restaurant."

Tang Dao tore off the towel on his face, took a deep breath, the heat in the air made his lungs feel warm, and after lazily responding, he stood up from the hot spring, pulled off the towel on the side, wrapped it in body.

The abdominal muscles of the upper body are obvious, and he keeps exercising regularly.

The heating facilities of the Kabia Hotel are great, so you don't have to worry about catching a cold.

Tang Dao touched his neck with his right hand and opened the door. The little angel and two employees stood outside. The latter still held a suit and cigarettes in their hands and handed them to him. Tang Dao waved his hand, pulled off the bath towel on his body, and said with a smile , "This is the most relaxing way."

He just took a cigar out of the pack and put it in his mouth, but didn't light it, he liked the smell.

Wearing slippers, he walked towards the restaurant. The hot spring is on the fifth floor, while the restaurant is on the first floor and the eighth floor. The former is for the staff, and the eighth floor is for the guests. Walking into the elevator, Tang Dao wrinkled his nose. "What is the taste?"

The little angels were stunned for a moment, and then sniffed.

"Just now I saw the cleaner cleaning here, maybe it's the smell of disinfectant." One of the bodyguards said.

disinfect?

It doesn't smell like disinfectant either.

Not to mention pungent.

But Tang Dao always felt something was wrong, and he had never heard of any flu in Greece, so why did he suddenly disinfect it? Moreover, shouldn't this kind of work be done before the guests check in? When I moved in, I found that the cleaners were still wandering in the corridors. This is not like the bureaucratic system that a one-star hotel should have.

This incident, which was originally unacceptable, made Tang Dao immediately vigilant.

Can the Kabia Hotel make such a mistake?

"Go and find out who owns this hotel? Also, have any weird things happened recently." He didn't turn his head, and said while covering his mouth, carefully looking at the camera in the corner of the elevator from the corner of his eyes.

After all, the little angels and the others are also professionals. They also sensed something was wrong, and nodded slowly with solemn expressions. It took only twenty seconds to go up to the third floor. When they got out of the elevator, Tang Dao's face He changed his expression again, and smiled naturally.

I saw Andreyev and his son who had been waiting for a long time in the restaurant, and the kid Galt still had oil stains on the corner of his mouth. When he heard the door being pushed, he raised his head in shock, like a frightened little rabbit. And Clemens was there too.

"Nicholas, come here, try my cooking." Andreyev was frying the meat himself, and the aroma came from the tableware, making people unable to help but move their index fingers. This Ukrainian has a natural love for meat Well, if vodka is number one, this roast is number two.

Tang Dao pulled away the chair, took out a piece of paper, and wiped the front of the table in front of him, "Then I won't be polite." He nodded towards the South African.

The Ukrainian puts a whole piece of fried meat on his plate, and Tang Dao sprinkles some pepper and salt to make the taste more fragrant, and then adds some chili. Food without chili has no soul, and food can be tasted to a certain extent. Let people forget their troubles and get rid of inner anxiety.

Tang Dao used a knife and fork to slowly cut the meat open and put it in his mouth.

Fragrant, numb, tender...

Almost all the words that could be used to describe it flashed in his mind, and he gave Andreyev a thumbs up without hesitation, "It's great, I even plan to open a barbecue restaurant with you."

"That's a good idea. We can discuss it." This sentence was originally a joke, but Andreyev nodded seriously.

Bill Clemens also spoke beside him, "If it can be driven by funds, there is a lot of room for manipulation."

If you use money to open the way, you must get money.

As long as the market is seized, these will be transformed into benefits.

Just like after the millennium, there is only one word in the market: throw money! From the highest science to military industry, and then to civilian software, they are all made with money first, which is why the rich are getting richer and richer, and then when they need fresh blood, they will absorb other people.

The circle is fixed, and so is the wealth!

Tang Dao chewed a few mouthfuls of fried meat, and licked his mouth, "That's a good idea. Besides, we can learn from Michelin. A small ranking can drive those restaurants crazy. Don't they taste the same? The rich and petty bourgeois are just pretending to be b."

"Petty bourgeoisie?" Andreyev felt that this word was very fresh, and it was not bad. If one person said it was delicious, it might be delicious, but if ten people said it was delicious, it was really delicious.

Word-of-mouth and capital achieve brand.

"This matter can be done, we will add up the specifics later." Tang Dao thought for a while and said, then pinched another piece of meat and put it in his mouth, "Has the flour maker arrived yet?"

"Do white noodles?"

Andreyev was startled, and then he knew who Tang Dao was talking about.

That Al Pacino was a white face when he first started, but few people called him that. Since he started to establish his status as a big boss, few people have called him that, mainly because of his bad reputation, Don Dao called him like that, obviously because he felt that the other party was relying on the old to sell the old, and he was upset.

Earn some cheap mouth.

"He has arrived. I was just going to tell you that he asked us to meet at night."

"I'm about to enter the coffin at this age, but the score is not small." Tang Dao was upset, and complained a few words, "Where is the date?"

"The Volcano Bar."

This old guy picks at the bar, is he going to negotiate? Still want to drink?

If you are more vigilant, you should choose the address in a place recognized by both parties. Al Pacino said the address directly, just to keep the initiative and want to bully Tang Dao and others.

Tang Dao wanted to scold his mother at first, but after looking at Galt, he held back.

Do not swear in front of children.

Andreyev looked at Tang Dao~www.wuxiaspot.com~ and put a piece of fried meat in his bowl, "This old man, when half of his leg is in the coffin, he likes to show off, maybe for For him, there is no other pursuit, let him, maybe it won't be long before we have to go to his funeral."

People who rely on the old and sell the old are very annoying!

"I'm here to ask for justice, not a pilgrimage. If the conditions he offers don't satisfy me, then I'll give them their points in South Africa!" Bill Clemens is now almost one with Tang Dao Yes, seeing that the latter's eyes were wrong, he opened his mouth and tapped his finger on the table.

"In South Africa, I have the final say. If he makes us unhappy, I will make his family unhappy."

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