Boston's climate is changing rapidly, and it's not uncommon for temperatures to suddenly rise above 85 degrees Fahrenheit for several days in a row. Summers are hot and humid, while winters are cold, windy and snowy. Snow even falls in May and October, which is of course extremely rare.

However, there was already a light snow in December.

Tang Dao stood outside the balcony, holding a glass of red wine, looking at Boston, which had turned white overnight, like a snow castle in a dream story.

A warm air from the back is set off on the back, which makes people warm slightly.

After taking a sip of red wine, Tang Dao also hissed, this is special, a little cold.

"Boss, Ben. Mr. Longfellow was awake. ”

The little angel knocked on the door at this time and came in and said, and got out of the way, and the tired bear child was standing outside, with eye feces still hanging on his right eye, squinting, and looking like he hadn't woken up.

"Good morning, sir." Tang Dao walked in from the balcony and looked at each other a little gently.

Root. When Longfellow saw him, he put on a stinky face, and sat on the sofa unceremoniously, crossed Erlang's legs, and looked at the little angel, "Is there coffee?" Why are you so rude to entertain guests? ”

The little angel looked at Tang Dao, the latter bowed slightly, and the former went to pour the coffee in a muffled voice.

"How's it going, how was your rest yesterday?"

"Why am I here?" Root. Longfellow frowned and asked, his head still hurts a little, and he just remembered that he seemed to be very high yesterday, drank a lot of wine, and then broke off, and couldn't remember anything specifically.

Tang Dao raised his head and looked at him, his eyes were still clear, and there was a tone that seemed to be like an elder educating a junior, "There are people in the bar who dare to calculate you, you treat him as a friend, and he treats you as a fool." As he spoke, he threw a contract on the table, tapping his fingers on the cover a few times, "If Mr. Charlie knew that his hard work was going to be sold by his son so cheaply, perhaps, he would be even more angry." ”

Root. Longfellow had sporadic memories in his head, he picked up the contract and glanced at it twice, his face was suddenly ugly, and then he suddenly rolled up into a ball and slammed it on the table angrily, "Fake! Damn Jesse! ”

This Jesse may be the name of the green-haired turtle.

"What about others?" Root. Longfellow raised his head, frowned, and asked in a deep voice.

"I don't know, maybe at home, maybe in the hospital." Tang Dao spread out his hands.

In the hospital?

Root. Longfellow's eyes flashed, and his tone was surprised, "What did you do to him?" ”

He also hoped that Tang Dao could teach the other party a vicious lesson.

But Tang Dao just smiled, pulled the contract aside, and diverted the topic, "Are you short of money?" ”

This is actually nonsense!

At the beginning, Charlie froze the other party's card in front of him, and asked like this, just to take a look at Ben. Longfellow's shit-like expression.

Sure enough, the other party didn't know how to answer, but his eyes were clearly saying three words.

NMP！

"I have a business to work with you." Tang Dao asked.

"Why don't you look for my father, he is more business than me."

Root. Longfellow looked like a bear child, whining and holding dirt from his fingernails.

"I think you can do a better job than Mr. Charley." Tang Dao said in a very serious tone, the former paused, but then raised his head, his eyes lit up, "Are you serious?" ”

It's almost thirty years old.

Still so naïve!

But living under Charley's protection, he has a clear plan for what he will do next, and the trajectory from childhood to adulthood is almost immutable, which is one of the reasons why he is still so rebellious at this age.

There is a saying that you can't be rich for three generations.

Even if this next generation has experienced higher education, if there is no qualified person, it will be a defective product.

For Tang Dao, Ben. Longfellow is a defective product, but the value lies in the fact that he is unique and anxious to show his talents, which may not be good news for Charlie, but Tang Dao likes to work with such people.

There is a background, no brain!

Of course, even if you have to calculate the other party, this has to be very deep, he took out a cigar and threw it to the other party. Longfellow wanted to refuse, he didn't smoke himself, but Tang Dao said, "How can a man not smoke, try this taste, it's great, don't tell me, you can't smoke." ”

Although the latter is full of poisons, this cigar... He really hasn't smoked, he hates the smell of smoke, and when he smokes, his stomach is very uncomfortable, so he stubbornly pretends to be disdainful, "I even smoked DM!" ”

DM is legal in Boston.

It's a common thing in bars, and even in the alley of a train station at night, people ask you, "Hey, man, do you want something?" ”

But Tang Dao preferred to describe the other party's words as a kind of stubbornness.

Smack.

Root. Longfellow lit the fire, put it in his mouth, couldn't smoke, and swallowed the cigarette directly, almost choking to death.

"Ahem, ahem...", his face was flushed.

Tang Dao crossed Erlang's legs, lit the ash in the ashtray, and squinted, "You know what business I do, I want to cooperate with you, I am going to open another leather bag company to buy weapons, but you know that there are too many people in this line of peeping, and many times, it is inconvenient for me to come forward, so I want you to go to Ukraine instead of me, and the time is set for 1 week." ”

Ukraine?

It was Soviet territory.

There is still a certain unfriendliness to Europeans and Americans.

He even called the place in the American media: "The land of God's forsaken." ”

Said that the other party's country is completely chaotic, smashing and looting is everywhere, of course, this . Longfellow also has his own judgment, he is so big, he only knows that the American media is an idiot agency, even the government's foreign agencies are stupid, and there is a dog living in the White House, all of whom are smarter than those few people, of course, this is his personal idea.

"Don't worry, I will send someone to go with you, the safety is absolutely guaranteed, and we also have colleagues in Ukraine, including negotiations, these will be handled, all you need to do is eat, drink and have fun, this thing is successful, I can pay you 3 million US dollars! What do you think? ”

Tang Dao is too bright, if something happens to Kurt, the FBI must be staring at him, and there may be dozens of people watching outside the door.

Man, being handsome is a mistake.

"3 million...". Longfellow muttered, he was still very moved, Charlie froze him too hard, and now almost everyone else pays for it, which makes him blush, who is already good-looking.

"Actually, I've heard that Ukrainian women taste very good."

Tang Dao had just said half of this, Ben. Longfellow nodded directly, "Okay!" But be sure to keep me safe. ”

"Rest assured. Don't let Mr. Charley know about this, or else..."

"Don't worry, I've got it." The other party waved his hand impatiently, "I won't let that old man know, uh, by the way, can you advance me first?" ”

The other party was so cooperative, Tang Dao was not too embarrassed to refuse this request, and directly wrote him a check for 200,000 US dollars. Longfellow took the check and kissed it, and left with a smile on his face.

"Boss, we don't need to give him that much money." The little angel opened his mouth and said.

"He's not worth much, but before his father, before his surname, Longfellow... It's still worth hundreds of millions of dollars in Boston. ”

Tang Dao took a sip of coffee, feeling that it was a little too sweet, this was not his taste, so he put it back on the coffee table.

For $3 million, buy a thigh, this deal is still very cost-effective.

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