"Thank you Your Excellency Abe for your concern, I heard that his position is not very stable, and he is still in the mood to care about me, it's really rare!"

Li Zitao sat opposite Panasonic with a smile, looking at this representative who behaved like a dog's leg.

Hearing his obviously insulting words, Matsushita Taka said with a smile as if nothing happened, "Your Excellency Abe has been fascinated by Mr. Li for a long time, and if it weren't for the fact that he was too busy with domestic affairs and the fanatics in the military department were ready to move, he would definitely come to visit him personally." ”

"Oh, then I don't know what instructions Your Excellency Abe has?" Li Zitao played with taste.

"At Mr. Lee's age, being able to achieve his current career in a foreign country is really admired by Panasonic and proud of all people in East Asia.

Mr. Lee is also aware that Japan is a peace-loving country, and we have been making important efforts for the common prosperity of East Asia.

However, because of the prejudice and conspiracy of some people, East Asia has been plunged into turmoil, and His Excellency Abe is very disturbed by this.

If Mr. Li can cooperate with our Great Japanese Empire to jointly create an East Asia of peace, common prosperity and no differences, I think you will be remembered by history forever!"

Looking at the other party's serious face, Li Zitao smiled very facelessly.

"Hehe, are you trying to make me a traitor?" Li Zitao really couldn't hold back, did this Abe Nobuyuki fall asleep last night and didn't wake up?

"Your Excellency, we are all for peace, this is a great cause, and anyone who can join in it is glorious and great. ”

Matsushita said righteously, then blinked and said with a smile, "I don't think you want to see your hometown shrouded in war, right?"

"I think you're mistaken, I'm taking an American ID, and although the Far East is my hometown, there's nothing to worry about there.

But even so, if you want me to be a traitor, I really don't dare to do this kind of thing, you know that we Chinese all have ancestors,

If I become a traitor, when I die, I will see my ancestors below, and I am afraid that I will be beaten back to life!"

As he said with a smile, Li Zitao stood up from his seat and glanced at the table around the corner before walking out.

There sat a white man in an overcoat, looking bulging in his arms, with wires visible from the music next to his collar.

Walking out of the hotel quickly, Li Zitao stood at the door and breathed a sigh of relief, Li Xiaobin followed from behind, and called out in a restrained tone; ”

"Yes. Quietly snorting, Li Zitao thought for a while and said: "When I go back, I will drive people out directly, you don't have to be polite, there is something to do with me." ”

He beckoned to Danny, who was a few steps away, and when he came to him, he said, "Leave two people here and keep him safe." ”

Li Xiaobin was bitter in his heart, of course what was going on, how Li Zhongci died, he probably understood something.

Now that this kind of thing is happening again, it is still the official of the Japanese devil who is offended, will he be shot in the head as soon as he goes out in a few days?

But for Li Zitao's orders, he had to obey resignedly, but he had a pitiful face, hoping that he could protect his safety.

Seeing his unproductive appearance, Li Zitao sighed helplessly in his heart: "Let the branch send more people, so be it!"

"Thank you, brother. Li Xiaobin immediately responded, and his face looked a little better.

Li Zitao didn't bother and got into the car directly, the bodyguards followed, and the convoy turned around and kept a constant speed and headed north.

Leaning his head back a little tiredly, Bai Xue spontaneously put down the notebook in his hand and rubbed his temples sideways.

If he was not mistaken, the man sitting around the corner was probably a federal agent.

The other party may have received a message and wanted to collect some inventory, or they could grab him with some tricks.

Therefore, Li Zitao had to cautiously mention the 'American ID' again to ensure that he did not leave any chance for the enemy to criticize.

FBI is the most likely, he and Director Hoover are also old acquaintances, if the other party has a 'must-kill' list in his heart, Li Zitao will definitely be at the top of the list.

However, there are countless people in this world who want his life, and he has long been used to it.

"How is it over there?" Under Bai Xue's massage, the anger in Li Zitao's heart gradually subsided.

"The prosecutor has agreed to our conditions, 100,000 US dollars, cash, and no filing!" The gentle voice went straight to the hearts of the people like a clear stream.

"Where's the photo?" Li Zitao curled the corners of his mouth.

Can he leave something behind?

Since you have found a flaw, you have to turn it into a hole that cannot be filled, so that the other party will never have a chance to turn back.

"It's all done, and now it should be sent to the think tank!" As soon as Bai Xue finished speaking, she noticed a large restless hand on her chest.

Twisting her body with a blushing face, Bai Xue reached out and pressed the bar to raise the button.

Buzzing!

The black double glazing was raised, the curtains on both sides of the car were drawn, and the bodyguard sitting in the passenger seat consciously turned up the sound of the radio to the fullest, listening to the idiot economists inside talking about how to make waves in the stock market.

As the closest people to Li Zitao, the bodyguards do not have any good feelings about these economists.

To paraphrase a phrase that the boss often said, if it were really like what he said, do you think he would still sit in front of the microphone instead of the New York Stock Exchange?

............

At night, Corser was the last to walk in the office.

The blackboard, which was full of information a few days ago, has been wiped clean and the photos on it have been taken down.

One last glance at the photo in his hand, the seemingly gentle smiling face was an evil devil in the eyes of Corser.

“... It's over. Taking out the lighter and lighting the photo, Kirser threw it in the trash and watched the burning confetti fall in the air.

From this moment on, all the persistence was knocked to pieces!

Sighing helplessly, Corser wanted to be a pure white person, but the world did not give him a chance, and he himself was not strong enough.

Standing in front of the door and taking a deep look at the familiar office, the former Corser was dead, and from this day on, he was no longer himself.

"Mr. Coser!" the black Ford downstairs lowered the window and handed him a thick packet.

Corser took it with a blank face, watched the street-filled Ford disappear from sight, turned and walked down the parking lot.

There was a brand-new Cadillac parked there, and that was his reward.

With an annual salary of 100,000 US dollars and a brand-new Cadillac, his wife got a new job and could earn 10,000 US dollars a year and an unknown year-end bonus.

And his daughter was successfully notified, and I apologized to inform them, the previous problem was that the school office made a mistake, and we very much welcome your daughter to come to study at Brother ** College and provide her with a full scholarship.

When I opened the parcel in the car, there was a line written above the thick information: Morgan Stanley.