This place in Greece is still very nice.

Greece is the birthplace of Western civilization and a mysterious country, and Greek cuisine is also long and has a unique Mediterranean style. What a pleasant pleasure to enjoy a meal under the stunning scenery.

Lying in the hot springs of the Kabia Hotel, with a towel over his face, the sound of orderly breathing rises and falls.

Soft music plays on the CD next to it.

Air supply, one of the most classic English songs in Europe and the United States, has been shortlisted for the Oscar centennial classic music, which can make people relax a lot unconsciously.

But there are always times when the world has to be entangled.

Just as he was hearing Xingtou, the voice of a cherub sounded outside the gentle knock on the door.

"Boss, Mr. Andriev is already waiting for you in the restaurant."

Tang Dao tore off the towel on his face, took a deep breath, the heat in the air made his lungs feel warm, and after lazily responding, he got up from the hot spring, pulled down the bath towel placed on the side, and wrapped it around his body.

The abdominal muscles of this upper body are obvious, and he is constantly kept exercising.

The heating facilities at the Kabia hotel were great, no need to worry about getting cold at all.

Tang Dao touched his neck with his right hand, opened the door, the little angel and two employees stood outside, the latter was still holding a suit and cigarette in his hand, handed it to him, Tang Dao waved his hand, pulled off the bath towel on his body, and said with a smile, "This is the most relaxing." ”

He just took a cigar from the cigarette case and put it in his mouth, but it wasn't lit, and he liked to smell it.

Wearing slippers, he walked towards the restaurant, this hot spring is on the fifth floor, and the restaurant is on the first and eighth floors, the former is the staff, and the eighth floor is the guests, walking into the elevator, Tang Dao's nose wrinkled, "What smell?" ”

The little angel was stunned for a moment, and then sniffed.

"I saw the cleaner cleaning here just now, maybe it was the smell of disinfectant water." One of the bodyguards said.

Disinfect?

It doesn't smell like disinfectant either.

It's not pungent.

But Tang Dao always felt that it was wrong, he hadn't heard of any flu in Greece, so why should he suddenly disinfect it? And shouldn't this kind of work be done before the guest checks in? When I moved in, I found that the cleaners were still wandering in the corridor, which did not look like the bureaucratic system of a one-star hotel at all.

This was originally an unrelated thing, which made Tang Dao immediately vigilant.

Would the Kabia Hotel make such a mistake?

"Go find out who this hotel belongs to? Also, hasn't anything weird happened lately? He didn't turn his head, he still covered his mouth and said, his eyes carefully looking at the camera in the corner of the elevator.

After all, the little angel and the others are also professionals, they also noticed that something was wrong, and nodded slowly with a solemn face, it was only a little more than twenty seconds to go up to the third floor, and when they got out of the elevator, Tang Dao's face changed again, and he naturally smiled.

In the dining room, I saw Andreev and his son, who had been waiting for a long time, and Galt still had oil stains on the corners of his mouth, and when he heard the sound of pushing the door, he raised his head excitedly, like a frightened rabbit, and Clemens was also there.

"Come, Nicholas, and try my craft." Andreyev himself was frying meat, bursts of aroma came from the tableware, people couldn't help but move their appetite, this Ukrainian is a natural love of meat, if vodka is first, then this barbecue is second.

Tang Dao pulled away the chair, took out a piece of paper, and wiped the table in front of him, "Then I'm welcome." He nodded at the South African.

The Ukrainian puts a whole piece of fried meat on his plate, and the Tang knife is sprinkled with a little pepper and salt to make the taste more fragrant, and add some chili peppers, food without chili peppers is soulless, and food can make people forget their troubles to a certain extent, and get rid of inner anxiety.

Tang Dao used a knife and fork to slowly cut the meat and put it in his mouth.

Fragrant, hemp, tender...

Almost all the words that could be used to describe flashed through his mind, and he gave Andriev a thumbs up without hesitation, "Great, I have plans to partner with you to open a barbecue restaurant." ”

"That's a good idea, we can talk about it." This was originally a joke, but who knew that Andriev nodded very seriously.

Bill. Clemens also spoke next to him, "If you can be driven by funds, there is a lot of room for manipulation." ”

If you use money to open the way, you must get money.

As long as the market is seized, these will be turned into profits.

It's like after the millennium, and it's one word in the mall: throw money! From the highest science to the military industry, to civilian software, it is all smashed out with money first, which is why rich people are getting richer and richer, and then when they need fresh blood, they will absorb some others.

The circle is fixed, and so is the wealth!

Tang Dao chewed a few bites of fried meat and licked his mouth, "That's a good idea, besides, we can learn from Michelin, a small ranking makes those restaurants crazy, don't they taste different?" It's just the feeling of letting the rich and petty bourgeoisie eat out of pretending to be B. ”

"Petty bourgeoisie?" Andriev thinks the word is very fresh, and it is not bad, one person says it is delicious, maybe it is delicious, and ten people say it is delicious, that is, it is really delicious.

Word-of-mouth and capital make the brand.

"This can be done, we'll add it up later." Tang Dao thought for a moment and said, then pinched another piece of meat and put it in his mouth, "Has the white noodle maker arrived?" ”

"White noodles?"

Andriev was stunned, and then he knew who Tang Dao was talking about.

That Al Pacino was white-faced at the beginning, but few people called him so, since he began to lay his identity as a big man, few people have called him that, mainly because his reputation is very bad, Tang Dao called him like this, obviously because he felt that the other party was relying on the old and selling the old, and he was unhappy.

Make some cheap money on the mouth.

"He's already here, and I'm just about to tell you that he's asking us to meet in the evening."

"I'm about to enter the coffin at this age, and the score is not small." Tang Dao was unhappy, and complained a few words, "Where is the appointment?" ”

"Volcano Bar."

This old guy picks in the bar, which is to negotiate? Or do you want to drink?

If you are vigilant, you should choose the address in a place that is mutually acceptable, and Al Pacino directly said the address, which is nothing more than to stand on the initiative and want to bully Tang Dao and others young.

Tang Dao originally wanted to scold his mother, but after looking at Galt, he held back again.

Don't explode in front of children.

Andriev looked at the Tang knife and put a piece of fried meat in his bowl, "This old man, when he enters the coffin with half a leg, he likes to show himself very much, maybe for him, there is no other pursuit, let him, maybe it won't be long before we have to go to his funeral." ”

It is very unpleasant to rely on the old and sell the old!

"I'm here to ask for justice, not a pilgrimage, and the conditions he gave me can't satisfy me, so I'll give them their point in South Africa!" Bill. Clemens was now almost one with Tang Dao, and seeing that the latter's eyes were not right, he also spoke, and knocked his fingers on the table.

"In South Africa, I have the final say, if he makes us unhappy, I make his whole family unhappy."

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