The Strongest Arms Dealer

Tang Dao was by the French windows in the office, looking at the windows lined up below. Mi Jianping introduced next to him, "TBF Bank will be opened in about a month in Chinatowns of about a dozen cities in the UK."

Tang Dao is still very satisfied with this speed.

"The Chinese will definitely be the main force of the economy in the future. We need to build a brand in their hearts so that they will think of us as long as they save money." Tang Dao said with a smile, smoking a cigar, and then made a fist with his left hand, "One year We could make millions of pounds."

He has been fighting with the Black Dragon Society for so long, isn't there any benefit?

Of course, the subsequent development exceeded his budget. Who knew that the Vietnamese were so strong and found many partners later, but now? I was beaten out of the British territory, and the deepest prince is now covered in feces and urine. I'm afraid he won't have much time to hang out in the short term.

Behind the millions of pounds a year is a kind of monopoly on the British Chinese community, which is worth it!

The two chatted and talked about the local Chinese.

"Boss, they want to see you." Mi Jianping looked at the seniors of the merchant association who were being guided to visit below and said to the boss. The floor-to-ceiling windows can see the outside, but the outside cannot see the inside.

"It's just a bunch of miscellaneous fish who want to benefit."

Mi Jianping frowned, "This is their territory after all."

Tang Dao sipped his red wine, raised his eyelids slightly, "Do you think they will play tricks on us?"

He smiled lightly, "Okay, don't say I'm ruthless, since they want to climb this ship, let the company see their abilities, let them choose a few people to enter TBF, you can give them an internship period, If not, get out."

Mi Jianping hesitated for a while. He felt that the people below would definitely make trouble when they heard this condition, but he was not the parent of those people, so there was no need to apply for benefits for them.

They are only relying on the Chinese families in Chinatown, and the right to speak is not up to the level at all. This is to say that compared with the savior company, don’t be too jumpy. If Tang Dao is angered, your house may be broken into that night, and then... The whole family ascended to heaven.

Regardless of whether your compatriots are different, he is a Polish, a future Somali!

Mi Jianping conveyed Tang Dao's words to the Merchants Association, and sure enough, they were very upset.

"Mr. Mi, what does this mean? Do you want us to work for you?" The same fat old Liu complained. He heard that he was a pig butcher, and then he came to London in the 1970s. Here After doing a side job for a while, it turned out that, what the hell, foreign devils don’t eat pork, so they started roasting seeds and nuts. Not to mention, they made a little money. The business grew bigger and bigger, and they were number one in Chinatown. figure.

"Common development, forge ahead, if Mr. Liu is worried, it's okay, I'm just passing on the boss's words." Mi Jianping didn't bother to reason with the other party, and looked at his watch, "Everyone can think about it, I'll Excuse me."

"Mr. Mi."

Just as he was about to leave, Chen Bingchao suddenly spoke. The old man said with a smile, "My boss graduated from Oxford University. He is now in his thirties and has no achievements. If you don't mind, let him learn from you."

Chen Wenbang is his pride. He has a double doctorate degree from Oxford University and has already taken over some businesses at home. Now he just let his eldest son join TBF. It seems that Chen Bingchao is also decisive.

Mi Jianping took a deep look at the old man. He felt that he was the only smart person in this group of people, so he nodded, "Let him come to the company to find me at that time, and stay with me." After speaking, he left.

After he left, the people left behind were talking all over the place.

Old Liu: "President, your boss has done a good job, you let him do odd jobs behind others now?" He had a sad face when he spoke, as if he had been greatly insulted.

Chen Bingchao shook his head with a smile, "Young people, you have to suffer a little bit, or you won't be able to grow up."

When these words were spoken out, many people present murmured, your son is not mature enough? What is your own child? idiot? Especially Lao Liu, his son is a typical second generation, who eats, drinks, whores and gambles with others, and is proficient in everything. As long as he has no money, he will go home to get money.

Chen Bingchao's words made Lao Liu's face a little ugly, and he left. After he left, other people also left one after another. Some people whispered to each other, and some people thought that Tang Dao didn't want to play with him. What's wrong with help? This still looks so arrogant, after all, isn't he a criminal!

Of course, they only dared to say it in private or psychologically. If they dared to say it, they would probably be screwed by Tang Dao!

Chen Bingchao looked at the members of the association who left, and shook his head in disappointment, why are they so ignorant of themselves? He planned to resign the position of the chairman when he went back. Being with these fools would sooner or later implicate himself, since Tang Dao was willing to give them a chance.

Then hold on!

He has great trust in his eldest son, he is calm, kind, and quick to do things. He is sure to be able to get ahead in TBF. He walked out of the bank with a cane, and the servants waiting outside stepped forward to help him go back.

Of course, Tang Dao didn't know how these people were feeling, and he didn't bother to care.

Do mammals care what insects think?

He is now sitting in the office watching TV, which is the live broadcast of the national TV station, which is the riots in the downtown area.

"Scary." Tang Dao crossed his legs and said to Hester Theodore next to him, "Now I understand how scary the Soviets were at that time."

Mao Xiong wanted to subvert the state power. I am afraid that at that time, those who dared to take to the streets were warriors, or poor people who were about to starve to death. The scene must be more terrifying than it looks now.

If, one day, will I also be beaten by the Somali people?

You must know that human nature is dark enough, everyone is an extreme selfishness, and detached people are really great.

"No." Tang Dao dispelled this idea by himself. What he can give them, he can also take away from them. Anyone who dares to provoke him in front of him will die. He watched the scene on TV with cold eyes , "Donate 500,000 pounds in the name of the savior company to provide compensation and treatment for civilians who died and were injured in the incident. When the time comes, call for more media."

If you don't call the media, who knows what I did?

Paying in obscurity is stupid!

At that time, I will definitely have to operate it. This news must be on the headlines of Yahoo. Otherwise, is it worthy of the 500,000 pounds?

Hester Theodore responded from the side.

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Minister of the Interior Hemingway Chad really turned white overnight!

His position is the most difficult to do. Almost any **** has a direct relationship with him. Just settled the matter that the Brotherhood and Double Dragon will affect the law and order. Now there is the Duke of York incident. He, Hemingway Chad is destined to be written into British history.

kindness? !

Hemingway Chad frowned. He felt a pain in his heart. He had heart disease himself. He had been working all night and his heart was heavy these days. He was already overworked. He breathed a sigh of relief. When he took out the medicine inside, he was dizzy for a while, and then he fell heavily on the ground, his eyes wide open, and he stretched out his trembling hands to get the medicine, but this simple movement seemed very difficult at this time.

As soon as he let go of his hand, he passed out directly.

After waiting for nearly ten minutes, the secretary outside came in to report the matter and saw Hemingway Chad lying on the ground. He shouted loudly and was rushed to the hospital with the help of security personnel.

It is almost impossible to find something in the parliament without being seen by the reporters!

After Hemingway Chad was sent out, the news had already appeared on Yahoo News, and many people immediately knew that the Minister of the Interior of John Bull passed out.

This must have been **** off by the Duke of York's ass, and it's still widely circulated.

Well, His Royal Highness the Prince in Buckingham Palace has once again taken the blame, but when Hemingway Chad fell, someone must be responsible, but after so many troubles, no one wanted to be in charge. Major had no choice but to A somewhat reliable one was picked out of the short ones. His name is David Cameron!

After he came to power, he was useless!

There was also a huge outbreak of violence against other races that night, which had gradually gotten out of control, and Tang Dao received a call from Gerald, the Duke of Westminster.

When he received the call, he was still very surprised!

Since the last time they broke up, both parties were ready to call someone to fight each other. When they received the call, they answered it out of politeness (polite fart, Tang Dao just wanted to know what fart the other party wanted to fart.)

"Good evening, Mr. Nicholas." Gerald's voice was very flat. "Congratulations on getting out of St. James's Hospital." He emphasized, "Get out alive!"

Oh, the old man is so angry?

Is Tang Dao the kind of person who is easy to suffer? His counterattack was also very straightforward, "Mr. Gerald, you should also be thankful that you are not behind the scenes, otherwise, you would not even be eligible to enter St. James's Hospital."

It's different from person to person, and from duke to duke.

Isn't he a real estate tycoon?

What's wrong with you?

Not convinced to try?

Gerald felt very uncomfortable being squeezed by Tang Dao, he snorted coldly, "Let's stop talking about these unnutritious words, Nicholas, I am entrusted by the royal family to tell you something."

"What's the matter?" Tang Dao continued to pretend to be stupid, "Do you know that I donated 500,000 pounds in this riot, and plan to give me a jazz?"

He laughed himself as he said that.

If I get a jazz, I'm afraid it will be really ironic. An arms dealer ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ gets the queen's own medal, even thinking about it feels exciting.

Seeing that Tang Dao was not cooperating, Gerald lowered his voice and said angrily, "Don't tell me, you don't know about the Duke of York!"

"Oh? Are you talking about the prince who has **** fetishes?" Tang Dao said, "The royal family really knows how to play, but I think Amsterdam is more suitable for him."

The capital of the Netherlands is known as the capital of X.

"The royal family has received your submission about Prince Andrew..." Gerald tried his best to be tactful, "participating in actions against you."

"This is murder!" Tang Daohu was very angry!

"A prince is murdering a rich man. What is he going to do? Has he taken a fancy to my assets? Do you want me to hand over all these properties to the royal family? I am very angry. I plan to hold a press conference after a while and announce , Prince Andrew is the boss of the world, we are only making money for the royal family, they have the privilege, if they want to take away from us, they can give them anything, including the chastity of minors." Tang Dao did not forget to mock.

Gerald was startled, and exclaimed, "Don't do it!"

Tang Dao didn't say a word, this was just to scare the other party, if the announcement had been made, he would be quietly waiting for the valuation now, isn't the royal family asking Gerald to come here to solve the matter?

Don't accuse the Duke of York again at this time.

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