A pleasant, low male voice sounded a second time: "118 Wall Street." ”

Jian Han was shocked, even if she had just arrived in the United States and was not familiar with this country, the address in Leohard's mouth was still familiar.

Wall Street is the financial center of New York, and 118 Wall Street is the corporate headquarters of Buffy, the world's richest stock god.

Mr. Buffy started almost from scratch, made several times the profits of others in the stock market with amazing judgment, and bravely retired on the eve of two stock market crashes.

Interestingly, the most talked-about thing about this stock god is not his legendary investment experience, but his annual charity lunch auction.

Every year in June, eBay hosts a Buffy lunch auction where the winning bidder can invite six friends to have lunch with the legendary stock god for about two hours, during which they can discuss any issues unrelated to individual stocks, and according to the previous winning bidder, they will even happily gossip about the latest scandal in the White House.

And now, this fake Arab prince actually wants to go to 118 Wall Street? Oh my God, he probably wants to visit Buffy, right?!

Jian Han sat up straight, raised the tablet with both hands, and blinked his eyes easily, for fear of missing any wonderful pictures.

The car quickly stopped in front of 118 Wall Street, this time Leohard chose to shoot from a distance, two elongated Mercedes cars stopped in front of the towering building, and the second car hula down a group of black-clad bodyguards, these black-clad bodyguards spread their arms and quickly surrounded the first car.

Then, Nick respectfully stepped out of the car, half-bent down, and opened the door with his own hands, and the white robes of the Arabs stood out against the backdrop of a group of black-clad bodyguards.

Even though Buffy's headquarters has received many distinguished guests, the staff in the hall inside the door were shocked by this posture.

After receiving the notice, the director of foreign affairs immediately appeared and took the initiative to welcome the distinguished guests into the VIP reception room.

The classic scene is repeated again.

The Arabian prince, dressed in a white robe, sat on a soft and comfortable leather sofa, poured out a bag of diamonds, and piled up the building blocks one by one.

With Bennick, he once again teased the director of foreign affairs with words:

"My master, Venerable Faisal. Ibn ...... His Royal Highness Prince Abdul was deeply concerned about the emirate's over-reliance on oil resources and decided to choose a reliable agent to invest in his overseas investments. ”

"Of course, His Royal Highness has always used only the best, the best private jets, the best sports cars......"

"So, His Royal Highness wants Mr. Buffy to be his agent."

The voices of Nick and the head of foreign affairs always appear as voiceovers, and the camera focuses on the hands of the Arab prince dressed as Leohhard, and this pair of slender hands flexibly put the shiny little things together, higher and higher, until they heard the apologetic words of the head of foreign affairs: "Sorry, Mr. Buffy is in a meeting, but I have already informed Mr. Buffy's assistant of the arrival of His Royal Highness the Prince——"

His slender fingers paused slightly, and then he slowly picked up the dark purple flannel bag on the side, and with a light stroke of his fingertips, he put the beautiful little things back into the bag.

Then, he stood up and walked out without hesitation, Nick on the side hurriedly followed, and the director of foreign affairs looked embarrassed and said: "Mr. Buffy will finish the meeting soon-"

The white-robed Arab prince suddenly raised his palm, interrupted his voice, and then stretched out his right hand, between the thumb, index finger and middle finger, and between the tips of the three fingers, there was a shining diamond!

The director of foreign affairs was surprised and delighted, and repeatedly refused: "This, this-"

Nick couldn't help but push him, and said with some cynicism: "The things sent out by His Royal Highness the Prince are never taken back, if you don't like it, you can directly throw them in the trash." ”

With that, he took two steps, ahead of the prince, and opened the door.

The two luxury cars finally stopped in front of the Hilton Hotel, and His Royal Highness the Prince and his close assistants, surrounded by a black-clad bodyguard, walked towards the elevator to the presidential suite, and after taking two steps, Nick suddenly stopped, raised his eyebrows, and said to the lobby manager who greeted him: "By the way, His Royal Highness the Prince doesn't like to be too close to others, so don't let people stay in another presidential suite." ”

Jian Han: "......"

That Mr. Donald, isn't that what he did after watching this video?

Obviously, the person with the camera is also a narrow guy, and after His Royal Highness the Prince entered the elevator with a group of bodyguards, he approached the lobby manager intentionally or unintentionally, so the audience in front of the video clearly heard a mutter: "Hell, the two presidential suites are not on the same floor-"

Poof, Jian Han couldn't help laughing, Leo Hard's self-made video, accidentally ran out of a passerby with excellent acting skills.

As soon as he entered the presidential suite and sent the black-clad bodyguards away, Nick immediately showed his original form, he reached out and loosened his tie, and walked around anxiously in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, "God, I'm really crazy, I went crazy with you, and I paid a million dollars, I'm too good at dreaming!" ”

"That's Mr. Buffy, the world's top 10 richest people—"

He put ten fingers of his hands in his hair, and his face was sad: "Oh my God, I have already seen the picture of him hiring a luxurious lawyer Tiangang to take us to court!" ”

Leohard didn't hear the little attendant's complaints, he took out a mobile phone, calmly dialed a number and went out, and the pleasant male voice sounded again: "Hello, Mr. Benedict?" So, would you be interested in having lunch with Mr. Buffy? All you need to do is provide an invoice with a face value of $100,000 for this – "

"I promise that this invoice will be used to help a homeless person."

"Of course, you can pay after you have lunch with Mr. Buffy, and I have great confidence in your character."

"Okay, okay, if you insist, of course you can send money now, the account is-"

Nick had already pounced, he hugged Leohard's calf tightly, when Leohard said of a homeless person, he raised his head proudly, his right index finger pointed to himself accurately, when Leohard needed to report the account, he moved his lips excitedly, and accurately reported his credit card number with exaggerated lip shape.

Next, Leohard made several more calls, and when he hung up the last call, he had managed to sell Mr. Buffy's lunch for millions of dollars!

Nick's ecstatic head finally cooled slightly, and he suddenly realized a problem: "Oh my God, sir! Mr. Buffy, I didn't invite you to lunch! ”