In the stretch limousine, Peter was leisurely sipping a glass of wine. Just then, the car door opened, and Anthony and Gin sat in.

"Hahaha, Mr. Anthony is happy, and things seem to be going well," Peter said with a smile, handing over a glass of wine.

After taking the red wine and tasting it for a while, Anthony chuckled, "It's not bad, it's smoother than expected." ”

"Oh, then congratulations to Mr. Anthony," said Peter, raising his glass in his hand.

Hearing this, Anthony touched the wine glass with the other party very wisely, and then drank it all and continued: "This time it was able to go so smoothly thanks to Mr. Peter's help. Well, Mr. Peter, I agree with the business you said. But in terms of proportion, you don't have to open five or five as Mr. Peter said, you eight and I two, how about it? ”

"Really? How embarrassing is that? Anyway, it's also borrowing Mr. Anthony's venue and the relationship between New York City, otherwise it's better to open five or five. Peter's eyes flashed with joy, and he wanted to refuse and respond.

"No need, this ratio is good, there are broader prospects for cooperation between us, there is no need to dwell on these petty profits, is there? Mr. Peter, "Of course Anthony knows that the other party is just saying polite words, don't look at Peter in front of him as if he is very bold, in fact, everyone in the circle knows that this person is a greedy crocodile. So Anthony was too lazy to have a fight with him for these shady money, so he directly made a decision.

"Well, Mr. Anthony, then I won't shirk it," Peter said first, filling the glass with Anthony, "As Mr. Anthony said, there are broader prospects for cooperation between us." ”

"By the way, Mr. Peter, I wonder if you have anything to do with the prison where Ivanko is serving your sentence?" Anthony and Peter chatted for a few moments, then continued.

"Oh?" Peter raised his eyebrows: "Mr. Anthony, do you want to ......?"

"Yes, I want him to come out now," Anthony said lightly.

"This ...... There's no need for that," Peter wondered, "You know, that guy didn't do much, just three months. Even if we do nothing, he will be released from prison in three months. ”

"Three months? It's too long, and for us, time is money, isn't it? ”

At the entrance of Koravavi Prison, an unruly figure was escorted out from inside by a prison guard.

"Ivan. Mr. Vanke? A few men in black trench coats stepped forward.

Ivan Vanko looked the other party up and down, and then narrowed his eyes and said, "Who are you?" ”

"Our boss wants to see you," the man in black led the way.

"Your boss wants to see me? It's interesting, to be able to know that I was released from prison early and waiting outside on time, it seems that my early release this time is the handiwork of your boss," Ivan Vanke said lightly.

"That's not what we can understand, Mr. Vanke," the man in black at the head didn't reveal anything at all, but continued to invite: "Regarding this point, Mr. Vanke can ask our boss in person if he feels the need." Now please come with us, Mr. Vanke, the car is on that side. ”

Ivan Vanko glanced at the few people in front of him and found that the positions of the few people in front of him seemed to be random, but in fact, they firmly blocked the space around them. If they make a move, I'm afraid they will quickly restrain themselves from everywhere.

And although there were clothes to cover it, Ivan Vanko could easily see their waists bulging slightly, and according to his experience, these bulging places should be firearms.

A person who can build high-tech equipment such as the Ark reactor with rudimentary equipment is certainly not stupid, so Ivan Vanko thought about it a little and knew that he had no choice now in the face of this situation.

And it seems that the other party probably has no malicious intent, otherwise with the means that the other party can end his sentence in advance, if he really wants to kill someone, he doesn't have to release himself at all, and there are ways in prison to put people to death.

Thinking of this, Ivan Vanko nodded in agreement, and then got into a black car and left Koravavi Prison under the guidance of several people.

In the presidential suite of an upscale luxury hotel in Novosibirsk, Anthony sipes a glass of wine while gazing at Novosibirsk at dusk through floor-to-ceiling windows.

At this moment, there was a knock on the door, and the voice of one of Anthony's subordinates guarding the door said: "Boss, Mr. Ivan Vanko has arrived." ”

"Oh, yes, please let him in," Anthony commanded, turning and casually placing the wine on the side cabinet.

"Okay boss," the subordinate answered, and in a moment, the door opened, and under the guidance of a subordinate, it seemed that he had been freshened up, and now Ivan Vanko, who had a toothpick in his mouth, walked in.

"Hello, Mr. Ivanko, my Anthony. Stan, you can call Anthony," Anthony greeted with a smile and a hand held out.

Ivan Vanko was very wary, and did not shake hands with Anthony, but looked at Anthony with a scrutinizing look and said, "You are the boss they say?" ”

Without revealing a trace, he withdrew his outstretched hand, and Anthony nodded, "Not bad." ”

Looking up and down the room and the people in the room, Ivan Vanke sneered and said: "If you can afford to live in this kind of room, you should be a rich man, to be honest, I don't think I will have anything to do with people like you." But since you paid to get me out of prison, you must have something to ask for, am I right? Mr. Anthony. ”

Seeing Ivan Vanke's attitude of rejecting people thousands of miles away, Anthony smiled and then sat on the sofa behind him and said: "Interesting, worthy of Mr. Anton Vanke's son, he is so wary." ”

"My father? So you've been looking for my father? Ivan Vangon said fiercely: "What happened to my father?!" ”

"Don't be nervous, Mr. Ivanko, Mr. Anton is fine," although Ivanko's attitude was quite rude now, and even the gin on the side almost pulled out his gun, but Anthony didn't care. Because he sees his own shadow in the other party, he, like himself, values his family so much.

So Anthony didn't sell it, and directly told Ivan about the transaction between himself and Anton Vanke. At the same time, he told the other party that in order to give Anton Vanke a better treatment environment, he had arranged a plane to send Anton Vanke back to Manhattan not long ago for treatment.

"What you say is true? Do you just want to be an investor? Ivan Vanko was skeptical.

"Of course," Anthony smiled, "otherwise, as you said, there shouldn't be any intersection between us." Isn't it? ”

"I need to see my father to make a decision," Ivan Vanko said after a pause, with a firm expression.

"Yes, we can go at any time."