Chapter 70: A Little Business
The paper window behind Vladimir opened silently, and in the comfortably furnished room, Lin Qi put his arm around Sisina's shoulders, sat cross-legged on a tatami mat, and sipped a glass of wine with a strange smile that made people want to punch him in the face. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info
Yan Yan didn't plan to show up, it was just a small matter, Anthony or Sisina could handle it, but the bright silver metal arm of Anatoly behind Vladimir made Yan Yan change his mind in an instant.
There are only a handful of people in the Marvel world who can make this kind of metal arm, and Anatoly's silver arm is not Iron Man's exaggerated design style, and then it is associated with his Russian identity!
The corners of his mouth quietly pursed a smile, and Vladimir, a good man, seemed to have sent him another unexpected surprise.
"Yan!? Why are you here? Vladimir shouted in surprise, and he was dumbfounded as he looked at Yan Yan completely, his wide open mouth could have been stuffed into an American football ball.
"I advise you to put your gun on the ground first! Otherwise! I'm not sure what's going to happen! Although Yan Yan had a smile on his face, there was an undisguised cold and gloomy gaze in his eyes.
After Yan Yan and Sisina appeared, the terracotta warriors gathered around the guards of the Hand Guild ninja bowed respectfully, the cold and silent eyes behind the tulle net, the gaze at Vladimir was even more unkind, and he dared to pull out his gun in front of the supreme true god, as long as Anna Tony dared to make the slightest movement, countless katana swords would instantly cut him into minced meat.
"Yan? Oh, my God! You're the leader of the Hand Clan! Damn it!! Of course! How could I have put a gun on you! Amway, put the gun down! Rubbing his hands vigorously, Vladimir deliberately did not dare to glance at the hot Sisinato, grinned brightly, and motioned for Anatoly to put his weapon down.
Out of the corner of his eye, he glanced at the red-clothed ninja who was silent around him, Vladimir wiped a cold sweat, and sighed a long sigh of relief in his heart, although it was too unexpected, but it was easy to do with acquaintances, he knew Yan Yan's character very well, although he was treacherous and greedy for money, but when there were enough benefits, he would not drive guests out of the door.
Anthony stepped forward quickly, kicked Anatoly's gun aside, looked unkind, and searched Anatoly's body carefully with neat hands, and even touched the crotch of his pants carefully, Yan Yan asked him to be in charge of the security of Paris at night, the first time a "guest" came to the door, he actually let people come in with weapons, thinking of the Haikou he swore to Yan Yan, the ashamed Anthony now wants to tear Anatoly into pieces and flush it down the toilet.
"Jimmy, I think you're here with a very fascinating issue! Not! And this topic must also be about a lot of golden gold! I guess you won't let me down! Yan Yan burped contentedly and said with a smile.
"Of course! You will definitely be very interested! We're friends, we're comrades-in-arms, aren't we? Not! I've been looking for you since the last time, and you still own 10% of my nightclub! God can testify, I thought you were killed by Jin! I'm avenging you! My brother! Vladimir naturally sat opposite Yan Yan, greeting him affectionately, and when he mentioned Yan Yan's murder, he was even more sad and pretentious, which made Yan Yan secretly admire.
"I won't forget the money that belongs to me, but I'm not interested in meddling in your voice, 10% of the equity is converted into cash!" Yan Yan was enjoying the strange fragrance of Sisina around her, and with this injection of funds, Sisina was able to start her expansion plan and start preparing to train new people.
His heart twitched slightly, Yan Yan secretly sighed that it was not easy to be in charge, he used to know that he was alone, one person fed the whole family and was not hungry, after mastering the Hand Clan, including Erica and Anthony, the Hand Gong had six hundred and fifteen mouths to raise, as an organization similar to a mercenary group, although the Hand was passed down from generation to generation, it had almost no industry of its own, and all the economic support was provided by the forces they were attached to, and now this burden naturally fell on Yan Yan.
"Absolutely! I'll send someone to bring the money tomorrow! Cash, and it's all old money!! As soon as he heard that Yan Yan would not interfere in his business, and that he did not want ancient gold coins this time, Vladimir's face suddenly appeared with an incomparably brilliant luster, and he clapped his hands and smiled heartily.
After all, the number of ancient gold coins on the market is limited, and after Yan Yan has done several big business in succession, the ancient gold coins in the major auction houses in New York have been speculated to a sky-high price of 5,000 US dollars each.
"Hurry up and get to the point! Jimmy! Night time is precious! Yan Yan didn't want to waste time on this topic, so he hooked Sisina's smooth chin, Yan Yan squinted his eyes and chuckled and said, "But! I'm not interested in your proposal! Hey! No one has ever dared to threaten the Hand Club, even if we are friends! I'm going to kill you too! ”
Yan Yan's expression when he said this, with a smile on his face, was as gentle as if he was whispering to his lover, and this casual appearance made Vladimir shudder suddenly.
"The Hand has a lot of fighting power! And I'm the most promising boss in New York, so I want to reach some mutually beneficial cooperation, and you help me become the biggest boss in New York! And I can give you 10% per year... Yes! No! It's 15% profit! ”
The Russian accent said quickly, and out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of Yan Yan's bored look on his face, Vladimir hurriedly changed his words, his distressed heart twitched for a while, he only brought Anatoly alone, originally wanted to use his original Longtan's heroism and strong financial resources to gain the support of the Hand after Jin He's death, so as to become the overlord of the underworld in New York in one fell swoop.
Yan Yan was silent, just quietly watching him wait for the next step, staring at him with smiling eyes, Vladimir only felt uncomfortable all over his body, and his fat ass writhed back and forth on the tatami mat.
"Yan! That's a lot of business! If I become the biggest boss in New York, I guarantee that the annual flow will be at least a billion dollars. Vladimir said with a slight hurry.
With a blink of an eye, Yan Yan suddenly appeared here, unexpectedly.
After seeing Yan Yan, Vladimir even dispelled the idea of revenge by force, imagine how terrifying it would be when the strange hand meeting with the elusive whereabouts, coupled with the endless props in Yan's hands, it would be terrifying and lethal, thinking of this, the last trace of luck in Vladimir's heart disappeared without a trace.
"Billion dollars!! That's 150 million dollars a year! Hey! Yan Yan pursed his lips mockingly, made a disapproving posture, and casually asked, "Jimmy!" What business do you want to do? Hey! Do you print dollars directly? ”
A billion dollars, this house can't fit!
Of course, Yan Yan did not doubt the truth of Vladimir's words, but Vladimir himself did not have this ability, so there must be someone behind him, and it was this person who provided him with assistance, and it was also very likely that Anatoly's metal arm that made Yan Yan think about it was also written by this person.
Yan Yan's smiling gaze skimmed over Vladimir's slightly flustered face, and he said in a low voice, "Tell me the real reason!" Otherwise, I think this is the end of our conversation for today! ”
The atmosphere in the room suddenly became extremely solemn, and the cold murderous aura around him became more and more intense, and Vladimir was completely convinced that as long as Yan Yan waved his hand, the group of crazy people around him who only knew how to kill would not hesitate to slash themselves to death.
"Alright! I'll be honest, and I don't want this to affect our cooperation. Wiping a handful of sweat from the top of his head, Vladimir groaned for a moment, and then said in a deep voice, "Okay!!" There's a big boss in my hometown! Not! He has strong ties in the military, and you know that the former Soviet Union made countless weapons that are still rusting there! So they approached me and wanted me to help him with some business! That's all I can tell you!! ”
Yan Yan raised his eyebrows in surprise, waved his hand, and the ninjas around him retreated silently, grinning and "Arms business? Ha ha! That's big business! My Russian brother, come and let me have a good drink and talk about cooperation! ”
Looking at Vladimir's embarrassed face, the other party may not have a strong military relationship, but an old guy in the Russian military who has real power, and wants to make a few sums of money to retire before he retires.
Yan Yan was naturally very interested in the profit share given by Vladimir, but what interested him even more was the person behind Vladimir, who already had Anatoly's handsome metal arm.
The two looked at each other and smiled, hooked their shoulders and backs, instantly intimate like a pair of brothers, about a minute, a few exquisite drinks and dishes were served, and the two pushed the glass and changed the lamp, and the smile was even more enthusiastic.
"Yan! We're brothers, aren't we? After three rounds of drinking, the smile on Vladimir's face became brighter and brighter, and his thick arms wrapped his arms around Yan Yan's shoulders and said in an urn.
Yan Yan squinted his eyes and smiled, nodded in an unpredictable voice, "Of course!" Of course we are brothers! So if you have money, of course, you have to earn it together! ”
"Haha! Of course! Of course!! Vladimir cautiously glanced at the darkness around the house out of the corner of his eye, and said in a low voice, "Of course we have to earn money together, but I also have a small request." ”
"Of course! We're brothers! Yan Yan looked at him with a smile and said, "Since we are brothers, of course we should help each other!" As long as it doesn't hurt me and the Hand Club, I'll do it for you! ”