McCarran International Airport, Las Vegas, USA

Kim Do-jun and Han Sung-ho have just gotten off the plane, the weather is exceptionally hot today, Las Vegas in July is like a stove, both of them are wearing sunglasses, carrying bags, carrying suitcases, looking like people who have just come to Las Vegas for tourism.

"Brother Cheng Hao, have you arranged where we live? It's so hot, how long do you want me to be outside? Kim Do-jun said angrily, he was already very afraid of the heat, and the sun became even hotter, not to mention that it was still a city built in the desert. Keep fanning the wind with your hands, praying for a cool breeze.

"Don't worry, there will be a car coming over later, I have already booked the hotel, you are not at ease when I do something." After speaking, he picked his eyes proudly, and seemed to hint at Kim Do-jun to praise me.

In about three minutes, a Cadillac came by, and the body also had the Silverton Hotel & Casino written on it.

When Kim Do-jun looked at English, he frowned slightly, turned to Han Chenghao and said, "How can there be a casino?" Didn't you book a hotel? ”

"It's a hotel and casino complex, what's so strange that isn't it all like that in Las Vegas?" Han Chenghao didn't even look at it, and went straight to the car.

Kim Do-jun stood in place and thought for a while, the corners of his mouth raised slightly, and then slowly walked into the car.

Located less than five miles from the Las Vegas Strip, the Silvertown Hotel boasts a 90,000-square-foot casino and a free shuttle to McCarran International Airport, so Han Sung-hot booked a deluxe double room, and the entire hotel has a restaurant and bar, an aquarium on site, an outdoor pool and bowling alley, where visitors can enjoy fine dining while completely relaxing.

After a while, they arrived at the hotel, the waiter took them to the room, and after putting down the luggage, Kim Dojun casually handed a ten-dollar tip to the waiter, who came to the United States for a few years, and has gradually developed the habit of the United States, closed the door casually, and came to the window.

"Brother Cheng Hao, how much money did we earn in the World Cup? Is there a count now? Kim Do-joon opened the window with one hand and looked at the pool downstairs.

"According to your instructions, a total of 900,000 US dollars have been invested, from ten companies, pick out one or two companies for key betting, according to our current betting situation, the current income is very good, and Brazil won the world championship, because we have been pressing Brazil since before the start of the World Cup, so the odds are very good, and the benefits are considerable." After speaking, he also stroked his hair.

"Well, I see, I hope only the two of us know about this, I don't want a third person to know, I think you should understand what I said." Kim Do-jun's voice was obviously lowered when he spoke, and he seemed to be suppressing his appearance, Han Chenghao looked at Kim Do-jun's back, and found that he couldn't see through him more and more, a child who was only a teenager, why could he predict it so accurately, and he didn't do things leaky, he couldn't catch any handle at all, and suddenly his memory suddenly returned to some time ago, what he explained to himself.

Ten days ago.

"Brother Cheng Hao, there is a very important matter here, I need you to help me" Kim Daojun said as he handed a box to Han Cheng Hao.

"What is so important, God mysteriously gave me a box." Han Chenghao muttered in his mouth.

"It's nothing, you go outside to take a taxi now, and after you get in the car, you just open the box and do it." After speaking, he glanced at Han Chenghao, and left directly, without any explanation.

Han Chenghao walked out with the box in a daze, beckoned, and a taxi came, so he sat on it, opened the box and saw that it was a phone card and a bank card plus a letter, and there was nothing else.

"This Kim Do-jun is really, just a little something, and give me a box, it's a waste." As he spoke, he threw the box and went away.

I opened the envelope, looked at it for a while, and suddenly froze, staring at the letter with my eyes, and didn't move for a long time.

Is this a teenager? Why is his mind so complicated, and he doesn't know what he wants to do? After saying that, he smiled bitterly, it turned out that Kim Do-joon had already booked a plane ticket to the Virgin Islands for Han Sung-ho and flew directly from New York to Terrence on Beef Island. Lierson International Airport, a bank card with 60,000 US dollars, this is to open a company named KDJ in the British Virgin Islands, by the way to open a few more accounts in his name, and finally instructed himself, if you want to contact, use another phone card, don't use the previous one, don't ask the reason, and finally come back by cruise, Uncle Mustache has already helped to ask for leave, saying that he is not feeling well, and he will rest for a few days.

After reading the letter, Han Chenghao's back was completely soaked, sweat stains were stained on his clothes, he looked a little slimy, not comfortable at all, and he was completely confused by him, I didn't know what he wanted to do, forget about working for him, he didn't suffer a loss, anyway, he gave money, so he helped him do it, but he didn't expect such a small company to become a big group that rivals the rich in the future.

After returning to New York, Han Sung-ho came to the dormitory and found Kim Do-joon sitting on the bed all the time, looking at the TV with his eyes not moving.

"Hey, Daojun, hey, Daojun, wake up, why are you so engrossed, when did you like watching football games so much, isn't the World Cup about to start." Han Chenghao said while shaking his hand.

"Everything is done? You're done, right? Coming back by boat? Kim Do-jun asked three questions at once, and suddenly Han Sung-ho didn't know how to answer.

"Well, it's all done, and the stuff is on your bed." Kim Do-jun opened the file bag and looked at it, nodded, put the things next to him, and said to Han Chenghao, "Give me the phone." ”

"What's wrong, where's your phone?" Muttered as she handed him the phone.

Kim Do-joon picked up his phone, jumped out of bed at once, ran straight to the bathroom, opened the cistern and threw his phone inside.

"Ah, why did you throw my phone into the water and get it new?" After speaking, he said with a bitter face.

"I've prepared it for you again, don't use it, and throw away your mobile phone card, as well as the one I gave you, the one in the phone just now is yours, let's do it again." After saying that, he handed him a mobile phone again.

"Daojun, what's going on with you now, the gods are mysterious, I don't know what you're doing, are you sick, let me see.

"No, don't think about it, get some rest, we still have things to do in the evening."

After speaking, he continued to stare at the TV, holding his chin with one hand, as soon as Han Chenghao saw him like this, he suddenly lost interest, and he was tired from taking a cruise ship, so he directly lay on his bed and fell asleep, and when he woke up, the day had turned into night, and there were stars every day.