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New York, Long Island, Manor, Study.

An old man with gray eyebrows and hair nested in a brown-black leather sofa, who looked less than seventy years old, his white and clean face was very well maintained, and occasionally a few wrinkles could be seen, and the old man's wide palm held a transparent crystal wine glass, which contained about three taels of liquor, which looked like it should be the national drink of Russia - vodka, the clear and transparent vodka rotated in a counterclockwise direction in the crystal glass, turning very slowly and lightly, as if the action was too big to let the wine spill out and waste. At this time, the old man took a big sip with a wine glass to his mouth, this one or two was enough for a sip or two, and the fiery vodka ablated the old man's mouth and esophagus, but the old man seemed to enjoy it.

"Good wine, it's a pity that I'm old, such a good wine, the American doctor actually said that my heart couldn't bear it and wouldn't let me drink it, so I sent him to God, and God sent me a Russian doctor, and the wine in my hand was the amount given by the Russian doctor every day. For the sake of the wine he could still give me, I only cut off his little finger. Isn't that merciful, you say!" said the old man in an old and deep voice.

At this moment stood three young men in front of him, and they all said in unison, "Father is the most merciful man in the world!"

The old man nodded with satisfaction, "um", and took another sip of wine, this time he was very careful and only took a small sip, about half a tael, his eyes stared at the vodka shaking in the wine glass, and said coldly: "Sergey, I heard that not only did you not get the money back tonight, but also lost some of the company's money, right?"

The young man in a suit of beach pants and a floral cloth shirt standing among the three youths changed his previous arrogant and domineering appearance, and said respectfully: "Father, my son did lose some money tonight, but I have found you a gambling master who can fight the Hibien Yamaguchi Group for us the day after tomorrow." He is ... ”

As soon as he said this, he saw the old man on the sofa wave his hand, and the young man standing in the middle immediately shut up and stopped, "I said, we are doing pornography, gambling, and drugs, and we can't touch these three things, especially gambling and drugs, and you can't touch them, Sergey, I'm not dead yet, and you're starting to be disobedient." ”

Hearing the old man's words, the young man in the middle trembled as if he had a serious illness, and he didn't dare to speak, and then the old man's right hand didn't know when there was a golden pistol, "Bah" With a bang, the muzzle of the gun suddenly erupted a foot-long flame, and then I saw the young man of Sergei suddenly kneeling on the ground, pressing his right hand vigorously on his left hand, but even so, there was still blood dripping from the gap between the fingers of the young man's right hand and dripping on the carpet of the room, and at this time there was a little finger lying on the carpet, in addition to the blood dripping on the carpet, there were two pairs of sweat the size of soybean grains on the young man's forehead, and three pairs of them also fell on the carpet.

"Alas, it looks like you're really old, your eyes are not good, you originally wanted to get your thumb, but you hit your little finger, Sergey, you're lucky this time, but you won't necessarily have such good luck next time, you know?"

"Father ... Father... The son knows... That's it!" he stood up from the ground.

"You are in charge of the group's casino business and you are addicted to gambling, which is simply a shame for my Mashkov family! Hmph! Forget it this time, there will be a next time... ”

"Father, no, believe me, I'll avoid gambling. Sergei Mashkov said respectfully. At this time, he didn't have the slightest sense of righteousness when gambling in the presidential suite of the Four Seasons Hotel. It's exactly like a little teddy dog lying at the owner's feet, so well-behaved!

"Did he really tell you that, that he was guaranteed to win and that he would have to pay $500 million in appearance fees?" said the old man's eyes.

"Yes, father, that's what he said. ”

"Is he really as good as you say?"

"Father, I reviewed his gambling videos at MGM in Las Vegas, and there were no flaws. I vouched for my life, his gambling skills are the best I've seen so far, and I asked the technical directors of our other casinos to watch the video and didn't see any flaws. ”

"Since you have so much confidence in him, then let him go the day after tomorrow, as for the appearance fee of 500 million US dollars, ha... Joke, I've never heard of anyone who participates in any event and dares to ask for so much appearance fee, and the day after the day after the gambling is over, pull the money out of his mouth for me, and then send him to God, as for 500 million dollars, ha... I think it's better to exchange it for their Chinese dark coins to burn for him. We didn't break our promise, did you say yes?" the old man was smiling, but the smile gave people a very cold feeling.

"Father-in-law!" said the three young men.

"Alright, Sergey, go and bandage your hands, and you'll be in charge of the game table the day after tomorrow. ”

"Yes, Father!"

"Eugene, you're in charge of security. The young man standing on the far left immediately replied, "Yes, Father!"

"Kirill, you're in charge of gambling and call that ... ”

"Anton, father, his name is Anton. Sergey said immediately.

"Well, Kirill, you're in charge of getting that kid named Anton to spit out our money. Got it?"

"I understand, father, I'll do something, don't worry!" said the young man standing on the far right, looking up proudly.

"Well, I'm relieved that you're doing something! You're all going to get busy! I'm tired, I'm going to rest!"

After the old man had finished speaking, the three young men withdrew from the house and went about their own business, and Sergei Mashkov picked up his little finger that had fallen on the ground before leaving.

And the old man drank the wine in his hand in one gulp, then stood up and pulled the spine of a book on the bookshelf behind him, when a gap suddenly appeared on the far right of the complete bookshelf, and then the old man opened this gap and walked in, when this gap was closed again, the whole bookshelf was tightly closed and there was no secret door here.

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The Ritz-Carlton, Penthouse, Presidential Suite.

"Andrea, get up, we'll fight for another three hundred rounds. Zheng Xudong patted Andrea's snow-white ass on the bed and said.

"Oh, don't make a fuss! Let me sleep, I'm so tired! I don't play anymore, you can do it yourself if you want to play." Before he could finish speaking, Zheng Xudong heard Andrea start to snore.

She was so tired that she couldn't take a shower, and there was still a white viscous liquid flowing out between her legs, so Zheng Xudong had to bring a towel and wipe her off with a wry smile. He figured that even if he threw Andrea in the middle of the road now, she wouldn't wake up.

Before going to bed, Zheng Xudong took another shower, and after taking a shower, he lay down next to Andrea and fell asleep with her in his arms.

"Do you remember what I told you about Bitcoin last night?" Zheng Xudong said to Andrea at the dinner table in the morning.

"Oh, young master, I can hear the cocoon in my ears, I remember what you said, use your own money, no matter how much money you buy, OK?!When did you feel like my dad so grinding, really!" Andrea said as she drank milk.

"Hey, I see you're in the dark again, come, let's take a little time to go back to the room and talk about the topic that we didn't finish talking about last night. Zheng Xudong stood up as he spoke, and Andrea immediately got up from the chair and ran out of the dining room when she saw it, picked up her bag in the living room and ran out, "Hey, you want to catch me, it's not that easy, I'm leaving, we will meet at the JULIET nightclub in the afternoon." BYE-BYE DEAR, DON'T BE UPSET, WE'LL FIGHT AGAIN WHEN WE COME BACK IN THE EVENING! Hmph!" he closed the door and took the elevator downstairs and left.

Sean and Scott sat at the table, not seeing what had just happened, each bowing their heads and eating the food in front of them.

"Sean, Ivanka's deal is finished?" Zheng Xudong said, biting a golden oil sugar cake.

"Well, this is your share!" he said, taking out an agreement from his bag and putting it in front of Zheng Xudong. President Ivanka also said that the Michael Jackson villa you fancy has been negotiated with the other party, and the final price is still 82 million for sale, and they don't move the things in the villa, all of them stay. If you don't have a problem, this is the account number, and you can go through the procedures after the payment. After speaking, Sean handed Zheng Xudong a piece of paper with the account number and account name written on it, which was the name of an estate agency company. It seems that it should be an intermediary.

"This account is fine, right?"

"No problem. ”

Zheng Xudong took out UBS's tablet and transferred $82 million to this account, "Sean, it seems that you have to work hard, and I will rest assured that I will get the property rights procedures after this matter is completed." You'll still be going by private jet, which will be a bit easier. ”

Sean has also gone out with Ivanka on a private jet before, but it was the first time he took a private jet yesterday, and he also tasted the special service of a SPA technician in the sky, the feeling of handing over public food at a height of 30,000 feet, one word - cool! It was so cool, he finally knew why those rich people were traveling by private jet, it was simply a presidential suite that moved in the air!" It seems that I have to find a younger SPA technician for a while, yesterday the Indian technician had a faint curry smell, and today I have to find a Japanese benzene technician to try anything, they say that Japanese benzene women are particularly good at obedience, is it not? Practice is the only criterion for testing the truth! I can see such slogans on the streets of China's magic capital from time to time, I think it is too right, let me practice Japanese benzene SPA technician in a while. Thinking of this, he hurriedly stuffed the fritters in his hand into his mouth, drank the soy milk in the cup, wiped his mouth, and said: "Adong, if there is nothing else, I'm leaving, hurry up, go back quickly! Aren't you going to Hillary's house tonight?"

"Well, then you go quickly! Pay more attention to rest on the road!" Zheng Xudong's words made Sean hang his head, and he said without looking back: "Got it!"

"You already know?" asked Scott on the table as he watched Sean leave.

"What do you know?" Zheng Xudong was stunned by his words.

"Huh?!!I thought you already knew what you said in the end!"

"Hurry up, just say it, don't beat around the bush!"

Scott silently thought in his heart, "Sean, I really didn't mean to betray you!"