Chapter 275: Annexation?
Boston. Chinatown.
ZG City, located in the urban area, is only 2 streets away from the central square, has a history of 130 years, and the Chinese population has about 8% of the total population of the city, and the scale is also among the top three in Eagle Sauce, and it is the most famous Chinese gathering area in Northeast China.
Mark after work. Lee changed into civilian clothes and walked towards his home, where many people knew him.
"Off work? Little Pony? Do you want to whole pig ears? Freshly served. At the door of the delicatessen, there was a hunchbacked man in an apron smoking a cigarette and shouting with a smile.
If this were the usual time, maybe Mark. Li is gone, the main one can't afford to eat! But he made a lot of money today, and he still had a few hundred dollars in his pocket, so after hesitating, he dragged his stump into the butcher's shop, "Brother Tom, bring me a roast duck, and then give me half a catty of pig ears, and three sausages." β
"Yo, ponies made a fortune today?" The mother-in-law who walked out of the back room said with a smile with food in her hand and on the table.
Mark. Li smiled, carefully took out the money from his pocket, and said, "Just begging for a living and eating together." While saying and handing over the money, the lady took it, threw it into the bucket, found change and handed it over, "It's good to have food, I heard that in Chinatown, there was another murder, Zhang Beining's grandson owed a loan shark and was stabbed to death, and the murderer has not been caught yet." β
"I said you, just eat some food, chew the root of your tongue." Tom squinted, tied the plastic bag in a knot, and put his mouth open, and the cigarette butt was pushed upward, which looked like it had a bit of a chic taste, and handed it to the other party, Mark. Lee took it and thanked him, limped away.
"Hey, do you think this lame man has made a fortune? Why are you so generous today? Usually I don't even want to drink a drink. β
Ah Tang glared at his mother-in-law, "I said, why do you have so many things?" What about your housekeepers? β
"I'm not curious."
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Actually, it is said that it is Chinese, but not everyone is doing well outside.
In fact, most of the people in this Chinatown are here to make a living, like those rich people, who lives here? I have all moved out a long time ago, and most of the houses inside are like tube buildings, including the stairs are very crowded, and after saying hello to my familiar neighbors, I walked to an iron door and knocked on it.
The door was opened, revealing a delicate little face, not very good-looking, but very attractive, especially those eyes, very clever, a bit like Zhu Baoyi, short hair gives people a very refreshing feeling of first love.
"Brother, you're back."
Mark. Li smiled and shook the cooked food in his hand, "Look, what did I bring you, your favorite roast chicken." β
Surprise flashed on the little sister's face, but then she muttered complainingly, "You are using money like this again, we don't have much budget this month, and the landlord has come again." β
"It's okay, someone else tipped me a little too much today, so we'll open meat occasionally." As he spoke, he pushed the door open and entered, placing the cooked food on the table, which was not flat in the corner, and had a little short legs, so that there was a book underneath.
The whole room is only more than 30 square meters, and it is divided into two small single rooms, and even the bathroom is among them.
It doesn't look very comfortable.
Mark. Li took off her coat, and the little sister took it and was about to hang it up, so she dropped something from the inner pocket, she squatted down and picked it up in confusion, it was a business card, this touch knew that it was not simple, gilded!
"Brother, this isβ" She asked with a puzzled heart.
"When I was working as a doorman in Faneuil Hall today, an Asian gave me a call and asked me to call him." Mark is taking out the cooked food on the table. Lee said.
Xiaomei walked over and brushed her bangs, very worried, "He said this?" Brother, we won't be discovered. β
Mark. Li paused, turned his head, and pressed his hands on Xiaomei's shoulders.
"Don't scare yourself, this is North America, there are their laws, don't worry, forget about the previous things, let's start over here, Brother Hao doesn't want us to live in the past."
The little sister nodded, but was still worried.
"Come, eat, this roast chicken is your favorite." Mark. Li smiled and pulled her to the table and sat down, brought two bowls of rice, and swallowed it in a big gulp, watching it gobble up.
Perhaps, they really have a story.
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Boston. Wild Rose Bar.
This bar has no name, or Charlie told the hot, I heard that there is the back of the Boston consortium behind it, it seems that it is only open to the elite, that is, the clubhouse as the saying goes.
Come in the afternoon, there are not many people in the bar, Marin. Locke deliberately found a large private room, which was large enough to accommodate a dozen people.
"Want something to drink? Mr. Nicholas. β
"Just give me a glass of orange juice, I haven't had a good stomach lately." Tang Dao held the cigar in his right hand, touched his stomach with his left hand and shook his head, Marlin turned his head to look at Charlie again, and the latter thought for a moment, "Bring me a glass of red wine, as long as it's from Bordeaux." β
Their requirements are still very low.
Marin snapped his fingers at the waiter and gave a few orders, and the other party nodded and went out, the former looked at the little angel standing behind Tang Dao and the others, and said with a casual smile, "Mr. Nicholas, don't you believe us?" The bodyguard is still standing so steady. β
If it were someone else, maybe he would have to save face, but Tang Dao never thought that his head would be hot when he was provoked by two sentences.
His eyelids lifted slightly, "I'm more timid, I'm more relieved to have them with me." β
The corners of Lubzien and the others twitched, but they were also a little angry, didn't they treat them as low-level hooligans who could play tricks? They are people with status!
Fortunately, Tang Dao can't read minds, otherwise he would definitely be disgusted to death.
Isn't it a hooligan?
Marin. Locke's face was very normal, he sat very straight, and crossed his hands, "Actually, I met with you privately this time to talk about cooperation." β
Cooperate?
So proactive?
"Don't look at me like this, Mr. Nicholas, it's almost the 21st century now, making money is easier than any era, and the earth is so big, it can't be occupied by only a few people or a few organizations, peaceful development is the main theme."
"Then I don't know how to cooperate?" Tang Dao will not refuse the kindness he has outstretched, and he himself is inclined to cooperation, he is essentially a businessman, not a war maniac, what he needs is benefits, not expenditures.
Marin. Locke lowered his voice, "You can merge into our Boston consortium, or we can take a stake in you." β
"Are you planning to annex us?" Tang Dao teased.
Perhaps this tone was very unpleasant, and Lubisien couldn't help but speak, frowning, "We are here with you to talk about cooperation, which is good for us, and even for Boston, it is also very good." β
"Is this your condition? I'm sorry I refuse. "Tang Dao is also very direct.
"You have to think about it, Boston is that big! You can't blend in without us. Lubicien was also ruthless.
Their consortium is the city's business card, and now another consortium has emerged, which is completely a blow to the reputation, and it will be spread out later, so that the other nine companies think that they can't manage their local area, which is simply a shame, at least for the Boston consortium that has survived for hundreds of years, this is a slap in the face.
"Actually, we can work together in another way..."
At this time, it was Jack, the spokesman of the Kennedy family, who had never spoken. Kennedy spoke.
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