"You're not a long-distance driver?" The boss's eyes were very sharp, which did not match his body shape, and his eyes swept over Xia Chenghao's hand, and then a trace of alertness flashed.

"Originally, but I won't drive tonight." Xia Chenghao replied lightly, he knew the meaning of the boss's words, but he didn't understand what he was worried about.

"Wait a minute." The boss turned and walked in.

Xia Chenghao glanced lightly at the mirror at the counter, Hunter and Oswig pushed open the door and walked in, each carrying a huge travel bag, staggering and struggling, looking overwhelmed.

"Everybody should have millions of Grands in their bag." Xia Chenghao thought to himself, always with a strange smile on his face.

His gaze swept over the chests of the two of them, and there were clearly pistols hidden inside.

The two of them slowly walked to the innermost table and put down their bags, and then stared fiercely at the original owner of the table, a thin man who had been on the top for a long time, until he picked up the plate and left his seat, and then the two laughed out loud, and Hunter raised his hand to signal the waitress to order.

"What's the best dish?" Hunter asked, not even looking at the menu on the table.

"It's all good, but the most guests use steaks." The hostess twisted her ass and dodged the hand that Hunter was about to press.

"Two servings each, two salads, four cold beers, and two packs of cigarettes, hurry." Oswight ordered quickly, and then whispered a few words in Hunter's ear, presumably to make him restrain himself.

Hunter patted the failed hand with an unhappy expression.

It seems that the whole plan was arranged by Oswid, and Hunter was at best a tool.

Now Xia Chenghao began to understand why one of the hostages died, and that was most likely happened before Oswig could stop it. It is likely that the victim was Director Justin. It is quite normal for prisoners to have a grudge against prison officials.

The poor guest who had been kicked out of the table walked to the bar and bowed his head and cursed in secret. But he didn't dare to look at the two fierce men again, but just ate the food on the plate again.

"You want it, Sangerun!" The boss glanced in the direction of Hunter and Oswider with an expressionless face, and pushed the dish ordered by Xia Chenghao in front of him.

Xia Chenghao immediately buried his head in eating after paying, but he ate very slowly and carefully, although the steak in this motel tasted average, but the portion was still very large, enough for him to boil until they finished eating.

And all kinds of food ordered on the opposite table were also served.

"Forty-two Grands in all." The hostess looked at Hunter's hand alarmedly.

Oswig had to pull out five ten-gram sheets from his pocket and throw them on the table. Said casually: "Don't look for it." ”

The waitress said thank you faintly and turned to greet the guests at the other table, and Hunter was about to reach out to touch the hostess's buttocks, but Oswig stopped her.

Hunter's face was full of displeasure, and he hatefully picked up the steak on the plate and took a bite of it, as if he was biting his butt that he hadn't touched just now.

While the voices of the people here are mostly loud, Hunter and Osweed are the loudest, especially the teeth and bones grinding when they eat the first steak, which reminds everyone of some kind of animal.

"Those two guys haven't eaten a steak in years." The boss muttered and turned his head away, pretending not to notice.

It's like everyone in the lobby has discussed it. Everyone was quiet for a moment, then they started laughing and eating loudly again. It's just that their gaze is deliberately avoiding one direction.

"Is there still a room?" Xia Chenghao asked the boss softly.

The boss shook his head and said, "You have to sleep in the car because all the rooms here are full." ”

"What if those two want?" The guest who had been kicked out of his seat asked, tilting his head.

The boss said with a sinking face: "That's not okay." ”

His eyes were straight at Osveld as he walked by.

"Is there still a room?" Oswider asked.

"Nope." The boss shook his head, "There are a lot of people here who can only sleep in the car. ”

"How much does a room cost?" Oswider asked.

"Two beds in a standard room, a night is tens of grands." The boss replied calmly.

"Where do you sleep by yourself?" Oswid then asked.

"Upstairs in my own room." The boss replied calmly.

"Okay, I'll give you five hundred, how about giving up your room." Oswight smiled and looked at his boss.

"One thousand, since you can afford to pay for it, then a little more. You know, my own room has everything, and it's much better than the client. The boss replied, his expression was very flat, as if he didn't care if the business could be successful, but just wanted to scare the other party away with a high price.

"Okay." Osway took out a bundle of banknotes and put it on the table, the thin man was a little stunned, a thousand yuan was enough to stay in a five-star hotel.

"Deal!" The boss seemed to be stunned for a moment just now, but he quickly reacted, reached out and grabbed the banknotes and put them in his pocket, but there was no joy in his eyes to make extra money.

Osway smirked back, reaching out to Hunter in a triumphant gesture.

Xia Chenghao raised his head, the boss shrugged, and said with a smile on his face: "This kind of thing doesn't happen very often. ”

"And where are you sleeping tonight?" The balding skinny man asked.

"I can give my buddies a day off, and I'll be on duty myself." The boss replied with a smile.

"You're really good at business." The guest laughed, he took out a business card and put it in front of the boss and said, "If you want to open more stores with someone else one day, come to me." ”

"Luo Haiwei, Deep Sea Fund." The boss read the words on the business card in a low voice, his face was very calm, and there was no obvious expression of surprise, "Luo Haiwei, I seem to have heard of this name......

He looked thoughtful.

Xia Chenghao glanced at this skinny guest, and couldn't imagine that this guy, who was worth hundreds of millions of dollars, would come here to eat salad.

"That's right, bond king Luo Haiwei." The boss screamed softly.

"No, it's just Luo Haiwei, it has nothing to do with bonds, I was sentenced to be banned from securities business for life, I can only be an outdated old man in the fund industry." Luo Haiwei shook his head slightly, as if he didn't regret it.

"I'm Wang Baoer, the owner of this shop, and it's a pleasure to meet you." The boss stretched out his hand, Luo Haiwei raised his hand with a smile, and the two shook it warmly.

"You were famous twenty years ago!" The boss replied with a smile, "Who doesn't know that you single-handedly created the myth of the bond market, I was also in Yarmann at that time, and I saw your name and the news of the company's mergers and acquisitions every day in the daily newspaper of Aher. ”

Luo Haiwei shook his head, not showing smugness. (To be continued.) )