Idiot!

Marin. Locke even mentally commented on Mellon with such words. Lowell et al.

Of course, he is not talking about them personally, but about this matter.

As if he hadn't yet recognized that people were not alone, nor were they lambs who had no power to fight back, to a certain extent, he could also give an effective counterattack, when Marin knew that there were KGB people in Charley's bodyguards, his first thought was to notify the CIA, but when he turned his head and thought about it, he would definitely stare at it in the style of those people, trying to catch a bigger "fish". Isn't this indirectly protecting Charlie?

Sometimes it's simple to make a decision, but it's a bit tedious to wipe your ass for that decision.

Mellon. Lowell lowered his head, his fingers flicking the glass, silent, but looking at Jack. Kennedy wanted him to speak for himself, not because he coerced him, but because some things were different from those he said.

Can be the same Jack. Kennedy wasn't stupid either.

Marin. Although Locke doesn't care about anything, he has a high reputation in the consortium, and many times the decisive direction is that he "eliminates the noise" and takes everyone out of danger, of course, if this fails, he is a sinner, but he succeeds, and Marin is also considered a "think tank".

Even in the Fortune America newspaper, Marin. Rock was voted 45th among the strongest brains.

This list is integrated with all the tycoons in the American business world, of course, it does not include any perverted scientists, in the area of IQ, they have always stood out from the crowd, but even so, it can blow a wave.

Lubusian has a good relationship with him, so he is not too afraid of Marin. He frowned, moved his ass with a little difficulty, and his stomach was directly pressed against the edge of the table, and his hands dragged him, his breathing was disordered and a little short.

"You should go for a workout, I don't want to see you in the hospital next time and the doctor reminds you that your health is dangerous." Marin said in a deep voice.

"What does the damn doctor know? I understand my body. ”

Lubsien said impatiently, his eyes drooping, his eyes down, taking a deep breath, trying to calm his breath, "I only care if we have less dollars in our pockets now, you know, the consortium is not the four of us." ”

Although the Boston consortium is held by four companies, the four of them are only spokespersons!

There are too many children in the family who rely on this to eat...

Lubis had already vaguely heard the dissatisfaction within the family with him, and thought that there should be a proud bloodline, this is Boston, Massachusetts, not Hanoi in Southeast Asia!

"You know better than I do...," Marin. Locke didn't seem to like to continue talking about the subject, so he said, "If you can't kill that Asian at once, you just wait for revenge." After saying that, he propped his hands on the table and stood up, "You go on, I'll go see my daughter, she will be preparing for the exam in a few days." ”

In his eyes, perhaps Catherine was more important than business.

Watching Marin walk into the back room, the faces of the three people were not very good, and Lubsien directly wiped out the food in the basin!

"Let's go." Mellon. Lowell put the suit back on his chair and pulled off his tie.

This is so grand to wear for a light meal, and he is the only one.

Jack. Kennedy pulled up his chair and followed, and Lubicien wiped his mouth, paused, shouted to the back room, and left.

Inside the house.

His wife took Marin's hand and looked worriedly.

The latter smiled, stood behind his daughter, touched Catherine's right cheek, and said softly, "What are you doing, do you need my help?" ”

……

It was cold outside the villa, it was raining and the weather was damp.

Mellon. Lowell and the others came out of the door, and the bodyguard naturally opened the umbrella, but perhaps, it was his real bad luck, the leather shoe slipped on the steps, and fell heavily to the ground in Lubcien's exclamation, but fortunately, it was the butt that hit the ground.

“OMG！ OMG！ ”

Jack. Kennedy was also startled and hurriedly helped him up, "Man, how's it going?" ”

Mellon. Lowell's face was painful, clutching his buttocks, a breath of air piled up in his chest, and he gritted his teeth, "I really want to bombard this damn place!" After speaking, he pushed the other party away very unappreciatively, and with the support of the bodyguard, he sat in the car, slammed the accelerator, as if venting his anger, rushed out, and splashed the puddle.

"He's very unhappy." Lubusian seemed to be talking to himself, which was a bit of a nonsense, but Jack. Kennedy turned his head, just stared at the other two, and then nodded silently, "I'll persuade him." ”

"Marin won't hurt us."

Jack nodded slightly, bored, got into the car, and opened the window, "I'll go to South Africa in a while, I heard that the Asian also has power over there, I'll take Mellon to have a look." ”

Only what you see is real!

They were all gone, leaving only Lubcien standing in the doorway, squinting.

"Boss, are we leaving?" The bodyguard asked in a whisper.

The fat man looked back at the villa, "Let's go." "Carefully descend the steps and get into the car.

There are always animals on the grassland who like to fight, in addition to the weak eating the strong, the stubbornness and fighting in the bones also have a great factor.

Aren't humans animals?

……

Rumble!

There was a thunderclap that made the ears slightly deaf.

Standing on the edge of the balcony, wearing a shirt with a Tang knife, his right hand in his pocket, and a cigar in his left hand, he exhaled and squinted as the thunder snakes in the sky boiled, the dark clouds engulfed Boston, and the whole city was shrouded in darkness.

The world will always belong to the light, but before justice comes, the darkness reigns supreme!

The little angel stood behind him, solemnly held his hands, and whispered, "Boss, it's arranged." ”

Half a sound, Tang Dao answered.

Mark. Of course, Li can't be reused, the rules of a group must be very important, how can you get on the throne without an inch of merit? If it is a talent, Tang Dao is not blind, he will always come out in a bunch of stones, he is arranged to work in the consortium building, and his main business is to be responsible for sales.

Borrowing Charley's power in North America, the company's business has extended into Mexico and other flour countries, for which Tang Dao deliberately promoted a group of old people who have followed him for a long time, and expanded the market with a steady personality, this is the sales level of The savior, of course, the person in charge is also Tang Dao.

Internally, he prefers to be called: "The agent".

Agent!

This is the advantage of the consortium, which binds the interests of channel sharing.

It is no exaggeration to say that under the huge arms empire with North Africa as the head and other regions as the auxiliary, it can bring at least $1.7 million in profits to Tang Dao and others every day! After Ermaozi's military factory is on the right track, this profit can be expanded several times.

An arms tycoon is slowly rising.

Sooner or later, the eyes of the hooligans will look at it.

It's just that now they are huge, and they don't bother to step on an ant, but when they find that this ant can be made into soup, then everyone has to take a bite.

So, now is not the time to stop.

"Let people find out about Mark, and I want to know all the news." It's not that Tang Dao doesn't believe the other party, but... Never trust anyone.

Don't take your trust too cheaply.

This is what society told Tang Dao.

Anyone will deceive you, and under the backdrop of interests, the human brain is numb.

"Okay, boss." The little angel responded, secretly looked at the other party, and quickly lowered his head.

……