The excavation of Nazi treasures not only caused a miasma on the continent of Europa, but also set off a tsunami in the motherland of Brother Badou, and for a time various media rushed to report it, and the name of Badou was known to the world.

The good things of the Chinese people like to get to the bottom of everything, so Brother Badou's previous deeds were quickly unearthed one by one. People were surprised to find that this person started from scratch and worked hard to make a huge net worth in just three years, which is simply an inspirational model. As a result, under the deliberate manipulation of some state institutions, public opinion is mostly reported positively, and the image of the fat man is becoming plump and tall day by day.

And the huge wealth has also made some good people both envious and hateful, and some people even pushed Badou Ge to the golden position of "China's richest man". This is not for nothing, as the Nazi treasure has already been appraised by Swiss banks and is worth almost 10 billion euros. Fortunately, the fat man is abroad, otherwise, I guess I have the heart to cry: I'm poor-

It's not that the fat man cries poor, but that's the case. After the Swiss bank's assessment, the federal government rushed to collect the account: according to the country's law, they charged a 10 percent fee.

"Your behavior is simply a thief who sits on the ground and divides the spoils!" Brother Badou was very indignant, but he also had to take out the money, and the funds at his disposal were about 2 billion euros, and most of them were gone at once.

As soon as the people from the tax bureau left, William's father, the old fat sheep gentleman came to visit again, he first congratulated the fat man on their successful escape, and then he talked about the preparation for the establishment of the Academy of Fine Arts, the meaning is obvious: As the largest shareholder, when will your funds arrive?

That's it. Brother Badou's nearly 100 million euros of money is gone. Wait until you pay off the debt. The fat man has very little money left at his disposal. Although those antiques are valuable, they are essentially equivalent to a pile of rags in a museum.

This is not the end, after learning that the excavators of the Nazi treasure have returned, all kinds of people began to visit, and outside the door of the fat man, there was a long queue, thinking that there were not so many people rushing to buy the in-demand materials back then.

Those who come have something to ask for. Among them, most of them are sponsors and running insurance, and I heard a young artist talk about his artistic ideas, and in the end, the fat man must take out 80 million euros to sponsor him to shoot a film that reflects the German tanks that swept across the European continent during World War II.

It's not as expensive as you to shoot Titanic, and if you make this movie, who would dare to show it-the fat man thinks this guy is even more loser than Shang Ziqi, look at his artistic atmosphere, he was going to recommend it to the Academy of Fine Arts, but it turned out to be mentally ill.

But this guy is justified in asking for money. Nazi treasures should be taken from the Nazis. For the Nazis, he waited for this day for years.

In the end, the fat man had to ask the police to invite the old man out, and then lied to go to the toilet, and escaped from the room by urinating through the window and climbing the water pipe, and Brother Badou wondered: We pay attention to secrecy, why does it seem that the whole world knows where I live?

Cautiously slipped out of the water pipe to the ground, and before he could stand firmly, a hand reached out next to him and held his arm tightly: "Mr. Gao, I've been waiting here for a long time-"

"Hello, hello—" The fat man admired this kind of person who could predict the future, and looked at the other person, who was a middle-aged man, slightly bald, wearing a crumpled suit and a broken pocket under his arm.

After Mr. Bald shook hands with the fat man, he didn't mean to let go again: "Mr. Gao, don't you realize that you are now engaged in a high-risk profession?" ”

This word sounds a little familiar, and when he was in the house just now, several people from the insurance company had already said the same thing to him, but this one was smarter than his peers, and knew how to seize opportunities.

Worried that he would shout and recruit people, the fat man had no choice but to accept his fate: "Okay, I agree to let you act as an agent for insurance-"

The middle-aged man was stunned for a moment, then shook his head: "I think you misunderstood, I'm not an insurance salesman, this is my business card-"

After taking the other party's business card, which was more wrinkled than a suit, the fat man looked at it very seriously for a while: "Sir, I can't read French, please say." ”

"I'm sorry, it's printed in German - you can call me Carl, I'm a professional manager, and I'm unemployed. I have gathered some information about Mr. Gao, and based on the last time you exchanged Gauguin's paintings for works of art from your own country, I think that this time you will get a much larger artwork, and you will definitely have to make a similar transaction. You know, these things are very tedious, and they can't be done in a short period of time, so I want to help Mr. Gao share this work. ”

When the fat man heard this, he re-examined the middle-aged man in front of him, although he looked a little down, but his eyes were firm, and there was no flattery in his expression. The key is to guess his next plan with some clues, this IQ is enough! It stands to reason that how can such a talent be unemployed?

As if seeing the fat man's doubts, Karl gently combed the brilliant brain with his hand: "Sir, this is my resume of working for some big companies, and the cover letter they helped me write - oh, by the way, you can't read foreign languages, that's better for me to say, the only reason they fired me was that I was rigid and didn't know how to be flexible." However, considering the business that your company is going to do in the future, I think I will be able to do it. ”

Even the fat man admires this guy a little, and he can talk about his shortcomings. However, after pondering for a while, I felt that what this old man said really made sense, so he said twice: "Mr. Karl, I will leave you a phone number, and then you can find my master to study this matter - and you can let go, right?" ”

Originally, this matter was presided over by the Golden Eye Eagle, but after all, the master is old, and it is okay to take the idea, like that kind of errand negotiation and other things, someone really has to be in charge of running errands, this Mr. Karl, it looks quite pleasing to the eye.

Moreover, the return of national treasures is not an overnight thing, and some precious cultural relics are scattered in private hands, and it is not clear when they will be taken out. Therefore, it is still necessary to set up a permanent company, and with the current strength of the fat man, he can barely afford it.

After the matter was finalized, Mr. Carl finally let go, but he immediately dialed the number given by the fat man to make sure, so as not to be fooled by the fat man, which also made the fat man initially see the old-fashioned and serious side of this guy, no wonder those companies don't like this guy, don't you know to give the boss some face?

The fat man didn't want to be serious with this kind of guy, so he slipped away, and the hotel never dared to live again, but there were no relatives here, how could he sleep and sleep?

I was standing on the side of the street worrying, but I received a call from Schroeder, this guy wanted to ask him for a drink in order to show his gratitude to the fat man after receiving the commission.

Because Leonard's mercenary group played a huge role at a critical moment this time, the fat man generously paid double the commission. Leonard was very upset, and according to his intentions, he originally wanted to take half of it. After all, they were able to get out of the way this time, and most of the credit was on the fat man.

"Money is just the lubricant between our deep friendships, don't mind." That's what the fat man said to Leonard, so Leonard gladly accepted it, after all, the fat man is not bad for money now.

Brother Badou was worried that there was no place, so after receiving Schroeder's invitation, he readily agreed: "Boy, you not only have to eat, but also have to control!" ”

Schroeder on the other end of the phone hesitated for a moment, and then lowered his voice: "I'm afraid it's not convenient to live, Isabel is there with me-"

"I don't care, you kid kidnapped all my people, and I haven't settled accounts with you yet!" The fat man directly called Schroeder to pick him up, and then left the phone. Then he cocked up the collar of his coat and lowered his hat so that he would not be recognized again.

More than half an hour later, Schroeder drove a very powerful off-road vehicle to pick him up, the fat man just drilled into the car, he saw a black shadow flashing, only to see the monkey Xiaoshuai get into the car first, squeaking in his mouth, looking frightened.

"You were surrounded by those people just now, eating and drinking, hugging each other, didn't you enjoy it?" The fat man muttered a few words in his mouth, quite gloating. Even the little monkey can't stand the harassment of those guys, which shows what a terrifying thing it is.

Monkey Xiaoshuai stretched out his little paw and shook it in front of the fat man's eyes, the fluff on the little thin arm trembled with the trembling, and the monkey's paw was also stained with bright red paint. The fat man was happy when he saw it: "Master Monkey dares to sign autographs for others-"

Seeing that the fat monkey king was still laughing, Monkey Xiaoshuai directly imprinted his paws on the fat man's big fat face, and rubbed it twice. Those guys are so terrifying that Master Monkey pressed his handprints until his hands cramped, so he ran away and became a difficult brother with Brother Badou.

Schroeder, who was driving, saw this scene from the reflector, and just wanted to laugh, but he forcibly held it back, he didn't want to ask the little monkey to sign it.

When the monkey Xiaoshuai stopped, the fat man remembered one thing: bad bad, bad, if the monkey master suffers from a phobia of signatures from now on, how will he paint in the future?

And the most important thing is that if so many signatures are shed, if someone with ulterior motives takes it and smears it a few times and sells it as a fake, wouldn't it be a big loss. You must know that the works of the monkey master, if you find a child of seven or eight years old, you will definitely be able to sketch them, and it will be difficult to distinguish between the real and the fake.

After pondering for a while, the fat man dialed Carl's phone, since he tried it, let's use this guy first. On the phone, the fat man asked Carlton to make a statement, edit a catalog of Monkey Xiaoshuai's works from the beginning to the present, and make a public statement, so as not to make any mistakes.

After confirming the names of the paintings and the names of the collectors, Carl asked the fat man for funds, and also proposed that the company couldn't just hold a leather bag for him, so he had to recruit some people.

When I arrived at Schroeder's house, the phone call was not finished, and when I saw Isabel coming out, the fat man directly stuffed the phone to her: "You will be the assistant of this Mr. Carl in the future-" (To be continued......)