When night falls, Miami's beaches are like a Milky Way, with campfires lit up on the beach.

On a waterway next to the river beach, a yacht is parked.

The yacht is lit up, and the young girls wear crisp clothes and indulge wantonly.

Most of the men on the ship are elites in suits and leather shoes.

There are also a small number of players who wear hip-hop fashion brands and big gold chains.

In Miami, there are very few people who can afford such a party.

The yacht is owned by Miami's largest investor, Schmidt, a shrewd Jew who not only has an extraordinary business acumen, but is also the owner of the Miami Heat.

Su Xi was lucky enough to board the yacht in the light of the landing lake.

For landlubbers growing up in the north, yachts are unattainable.

The moment he stepped onto the deck, Su Xiji seemed to feel that his soul had been sublimated.

"Who am I? Where am I? Is that a problem?"

Suddenly, an old man in a business-casual polo shirt squeezed into the crowd of bikini beauties in front of him.

The man had a glass of gin in his hand, a Cuban cigar in his mouth, and his eyes shining.

"Oh, Lu, long time no see!" the middle-aged man put down his wine glass and stretched out his arms enthusiastically.

Lu Yan did not live up to his enthusiasm, and the two of them greeted each other affectionately.

That gentleman is Schmidt, who played on his team and brought a number of tangible assets to Schmidt during his two years with the Miami Heat.

"My friend, you still can't forget the beaches of Miami, can you?" Schmidt patted Lu Yan on the shoulder, like an elder.

Lu Yan smiled: "Yes, I can't forget the happy time spent on your yacht, Mr. Schmidt." ”

"How's it going, I heard that you've got your agent license, what's wrong? You still can't forget basketball, right?"

Schmidt may be a high-flying team owner, but he is good at getting along with the players, and his approach is to party on a yacht.

"Mr. Schmidt, I am planning to enter the brokerage industry. But I'm not the main character today.

Let me introduce you to this gentleman, Mr. Su Xiji, my boss, Mr. Su Xiji of the brokerage company. ”

Although Lu Tian is arrogant, he does not dominate the crowd.

Schmidt looked at Su Xiji silently, and then stretched out his right hand.

Su Xiji hurriedly stretched out his hands and shook hands with Schmidt warmly.

But the moment Su Xiji's hands touched Schmidt's hands, Schmidt's expression was obviously hesitant.

Lu Xiang, as an interpreter, introduced Schmidt and Su Xiji After chatting awkwardly for a while, Schmidt told the two that they must have a good time, and then left.

Su Xiji was a little puzzled, he saw that Schmidt left and immediately reached Lu Yan's shoulder, and whispered:

"I'm really trying to have some fun, but it's important to have a big deal, and that Hilde hasn't landed yet. ”

Lu Yan smiled and said, "Do you know who shook hands with you just now?"

"Schmidt, you told me he was the boss of the heat wave. ”

"Yes, but more importantly, he's the one who pays Hilde. ”

After saying this, Lu Yan didn't say a word about business, and pulled Su Xiji into the wine pool and meat forest on the yacht.

Latin songs and electro songs alternate on the yacht, and all eyes are on beauty and wine.

Although I don't speak a word of English, hormones don't need to be translated.

Su Xiji had a hot time with a group of bronzed-skinned babes, pouring beer into her stomach one by one.

Lu Yan also hooked shoulders with a white beauty and chatted happily.

At twelve o'clock, the party came to a climax, and everyone began to jump into the water one after another.

When the two landlubbers saw this scene, they hid to the side in a boring way.

At this time, Schmidt sat in the cabin with a cigar in his hand and greeted the two.

The two men lost their way to the luxurious living room of the cabin.

"Gentlemen, I can see that you two are not here to enjoy the party. ”

Su Xiji didn't understand the routines of these rich people, and asked innocently, "How can you see it?"

Schmidt pointed to the kitchen, and Su Xiji saw two flesh-colored spheres flickering on the round glass, and from time to time there was a "hmm...... Ah......h

The three of them smiled knowingly.

"Mr. Schmidt, to tell you the truth, our company is preparing to enter the World Professional League. Lu Xiang saw that the time was ripe, so he threw out the topic.

Schmidt just smiled but didn't speak.

Although Su Xiji's knowledge is shallow, he also knows that this means to laugh and not speak.

"Mr. Schmidt, I can see that you seem to have something you don't say to us. ”

At this time, Schmidt finally put down his glass.

He put away his smile, his face became serious, and said, "Gentlemen, if you are here to enjoy the party, I am welcome.

But if you're going to talk about business, then I've got to talk about business.

I know exactly what you want, but I want to know, what do I get?"

These words are like a book from heaven to Su Xiji.

"What do I want, what do you want, this old man is talking too fast, right?"

But Lu Yan knew that Schmidt already knew the intentions of the two from the moment they stepped on the yacht, so there was no point in concealing it.

Lu Yan still maintained a moderate smile and said: "Sir, you are the owner of the Miami Heat and have the largest market in the league.

With your recognition, we hope that the company can truly enter this industry.

So we will definitely show enough sincerity. ”

"I only saw two people in crappy suits, and I didn't see sincerity. ”

Sure enough, this Schmidt talked about business without mercy.

Su Xiji looked at his body and complained in his heart: "What a crappy suit, this is the best clothes I have ever worn in my life!"

Lu Yan knew Schmidt's character, and he didn't talk nonsense, but just threw out the chips:

"Sir, if we can get your endorsement, I can bring you a real player. ”

When Schmidt heard this, the seriousness on his face turned into a smile again.

"Gentlemen, the nightlife in Miami is limited, so let's stop talking about work," he said. ”

Schmidt didn't know why he interrupted the meeting, but Su Xiji knew that the old man in front of him was not as amiable as he appeared.

There are two kinds of bosses, one is the villain, who is moody.

Such a person has no way to guess his psychology.

There is also a kind of person who is really shrewd, and because he is so shrewd, ordinary people cannot guess his heart.

Schmidt belongs to this second type, and even Lu Yan, an old acquaintance, has no way to figure out what this old man is thinking.