Chapter 152 [Stealing Beams and Changing Pillars]

In Yang Yong's presidential suite, six adults sat around on the sofa, looking at each other with big eyes and small eyes, hoping that the other party would have some wonderful ideas? Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

And Yang Yong looked at this group of silent henchmen and felt a pain in the eggs, speechless, how could he recruit such a bunch of useless waste, what to do, what to eat, what to eat, what to eat, what to eat? If you let them use their brains to come up with ideas, one is more stupid than the other, they are all a bunch of useless foodies.

Yang Yong, who was sitting on the sofa in anger, rolled his eyes and knocked hard on the coffee table in front of him to the roar of the waste men.

"I think, if I can't think of it, I have to think about how to launder this money. And then it showed up in my bank account! I can't think of it, don't eat, or I will carve the word waste on my face and tell me how to do it, I want to go back to sleep. โ€

Yang Yong rushed to peel the skin last week, and the four henchmen were in his living room, forcing them to find a way, while he went back to the bedroom to take a nap.

Is it tolerable, which is unbearable, where there is oppression, there is resistance, Chris stood up from the sofa after listening to what Yang Yong said.

Because the incident suddenly startled Yang Yong, Yang Yong blinked a few times and asked puzzledly.

"Chris, why are you so excited? โ€

Big Brother Hei Chris's face was flushed, and he couldn't tell why, and under Yang Yong's stern gaze, he was even more at a loss.

I couldn't even figure out where to put one of my hands, so I held it for a long time, and I held back a sentence that almost made Yang Yong fall.

"It's almost noon boss, don't you go to bed without lunch. โ€

This sentence made Yang Yong almost faint out of breath, and yelled at the stupid big brother Chris.

"Eat, eat, eat, you know how to eat, and if you don't want to come up with a solution today, you don't want to eat. โ€

Chris was sprayed with saliva by Yang Yong, and after wiping his face, he sat quietly on the chair with a smirk, and did not make any excessive moves.

Yang Yong swept around with stern eyes, saw all his subordinates drooping their heads under his sharp eyes, thought for a long time, then hummed twice with satisfaction, and walked towards the bedroom with his hands behind his back.

Yesterday, I was stimulated a lot, coupled with a migraine caused by excessive use of the brain, and I didn't fall asleep at two or three o'clock in the morning, and I was stimulated by alcohol for a while.

Now he was sleepy, and he moved to the bedroom little by little, and fell asleep on the bed, just when Yang Yong was sleeping soundly.

I felt someone shaking desperately, and I heard Chris's howl in my ears.

"Hahaha! Boss, I've figured it out, it's finally time to have lunch, boss, wake up, I've figured out a way, hahahaha!"

Yang Yong heard the sound of screaming in his ears in half a dream, and his ears were buzzing, and he opened his eyes with all his strength, and saw a black head dangling in front of his eyes.

You don't have to think about it to know the good things that Chris did, Yang Yong already had a migraine, and he finally made up for a sleep, and when he slept comfortably, he didn't expect to be woken up by others.

There was a black head dangling in front of him, and the angry Yang Yong almost didn't go crazy and killed the gun, and slapped it.

I only heard a loud "pop", and then there was a howl like killing pigs, and Harden's exclamation,

After Yang Yong got up from the bed, he figured out the situation, then jumped up from the bed, grabbed Chris's neck and pinched it hard, and then gritted his teeth and roared with red eyes.

"Chris, you're dead, disturb my sleep, you know what to eat, what else will you do besides eat?"

Chris, who was slapped in the face, was choked by Yang Yong's neck and rolled his eyes, and was frightened by Yang Yong's screaming, but he calmed down, wiped a handful of saliva from his face that was squirted out by Yang Yong, and said to Yang Yong with a smirk.

"Boss, don't get excited, strangled me to death and didn't have a good idea to wash those pounds, wait for Jing to calm down, I really came up with a good idea, you listen to me first. โ€

At this time, Harden and Adam hurriedly stepped forward to help, pulling and pulling, pulling and pulling Yang Yong off Chris and pressing him down on the bed so that Yang Yong could wait for a while.

After a few minutes of messing around, five people appeared on the sofa in the living room, drinking green tea and smoking cigars.

"Chris, didn't you say you had a good idea? If it's a perfect idea, I'll reward you with a few good bottles of wine, and share your good idea with everyone. โ€

Hearing Yang Yong's question, Chris's heart bubbled up, Chris is a bit silly, but he is by no means a fool, his presence in this team is very low, and he has always wanted to change this fact, but he has no way to start.

I didn't expect the answers that plagued Yang Yong and several smart people to be thought of by myself, but I could show my face, change my sense of existence, and improve my status in the team.

So Chris is in a good mood now, his life is full of sunshine, rainbows and rain, and he has a good imagination of a bright future.

When he heard Yang Yong's question, Chris reacted, scratched his big bald head, took a deep puff of his cigar with a smirk, and said proudly.

"Boss, I didn't come up with an idea because I was nervous before, but after I was more careful, the idea of how to launder money may be very difficult for others, because I have never been exposed to money laundering, so I can't think of what to do at all. โ€

"But this money laundering was a piece of cake for me, because I grew up in a black community, where guns and drugs were rampant, and I saw how others laundered drug-related funds into their pockets, and there were many ways to launder money, and the simplest one was gambling. โ€

There are many things in Chris's tirade, but Yang Yong has grasped the point, which is two words, gambling.

Gambling can launder money, this is something that anyone can think of, but Yang Yong and these people are wasteful, and the idea that the four normal people didn't come up with was actually thought up by Chris, the second goods.

And it's still such a classic idea, and it's also the easiest idea to do, because there are not many other casinos in the United States, that is, there are many casinos, Las Vegas Casino is world-famous, and there are some small casinos in other states.

In particular, in some Indian areas, there are casinos opened by Indians one after another.

If you take these drug money to the casino and gamble wildly, you can launder the drug money, although you can lose some money, but all the remaining funds are laundered.

It is completely possible to store it in his Citibank account, and even the FBI cannot find out the source of the funds, from Guzmรกn's drug cartel, and it is impossible to think that there is anything wrong with Yang Yong.

Gambling is a very good means of money laundering, it is the simplest and most practical, casinos are everywhere, and it can fully meet Yang Yong's desire to launder money.

I didn't expect to be so black and big Chris said it, it's really a good idea, and it's a very good idea that can hide people's ears.

It's also a decisive good idea to steal beams and change pillars, hahahahaha! There are still some talents under him, but they just didn't notice it.

Thinking that the stupid big Chris can actually come up with such a perfect idea, the reward must be greatly rewarded, and the reward Chris uses his brain to come up with such a good idea for himself, and the one who is sealed should be rewarded. (To be continued.) )