Chapter 319: Boyce is the one he trusts
The night envelops the entire city of A, and neon advertising signs shuttle between the high-rise buildings.
At half past eight in the evening, there was still a lot of traffic coming and going.
Four black luxury cars lined up in a row, driving smoothly.
"Boyce, they've arrived."
In the co-pilot, his subordinates reported the news to the man in the back seat.
In the back seat, an extremely indifferent response came: "Hmm." β
Like this voice, Boyce's expression was calm, and a pair of eyes as deep as a pool looked ahead without waves, as if there were no surprises or expectations for what was about to happen next, but it was just one thing in his daily life.
Four black luxury cars drove into the right lane at the intersection and then turned into another road, getting farther and farther away from the bustling city center.
The night is getting deeper, and the night is filled.
At ten o'clock in the evening, the abandoned and unfinished building area outside the suburbs welcomed new guests.
Four black luxury cars drove into the underground parking lot of an abandoned and unfinished building.
The parking lot is only half of the construction, and the other half is still piled up with some construction waste, and the air is dull and dirty.
After the car came to a stop, the men in the passenger seat got out of the car first, and while paying attention to the surrounding movements, they respectfully opened the rear seat door, "Boyce, their car is over there." β
In the back seat.
Boyce stepped out of the back seat and slowly stood up straight, his body seemed to be elongated by the night, blending with the night, and his cold aura was chilling.
He glanced sideways at the vehicles parked in the clearing opposite, like them, four cars.
With the naked eye, the people in the car are no longer here.
"Let's go." Boyce withdrew his gaze, took a long-legged step, and led his men out of the underground parking lot.
The closer you get to the exit, the more noticeable the air changes, not fresh, but much better than the air in the underground parking lot.
At the exit, maybe it's the moonlight, or someone turns on the lights to give a glimpse of the light.
Ahead, a loud voice with a smile came:
"Boyce, what a good businessman who is punctual and punctual, I like to do business with people like you, simply, straightforwardly!"
Walking out of the underground parking lot, there is an open-air garden surrounded by several abandoned buildings.
The open-air garden is a stark contrast to the surrounding environment, with flowers blooming brightly and even the lawn under your feet is green.
In the center, there is a mahogany table about five meters long, and two matching mahogany chairs are placed at the end of each side of the table.
On one side, there was already a man sitting, and behind the man were fifteen of his men.
The man got up, as the smile on his face appeared, the wrinkles at the end of his eyes were revealed, and his voice was still smiling: "Boyce, I like to come early, I hope you don't get me wrong, I sincerely want to do business with you." β
Those who do their job don't like to arrive early or late, and they are easy to be thought of as fraudulent.
"I understand." Boyce lifted her thin lips lightly, walked slowly to the table, and raised her slender hand slightly: "Bennett, sit down." β
Will Bennett, the man in charge of connecting City A and the Asian Delta for nearly a year, is of Chinese descent.
Boyce's main purpose in coming to City A was to make a deal with this man.
The last time they made a successful deal, Bennett was so pleased with Boyce that he immediately made another appointment tonight to make a bigger deal.
Bennett sat down, glancing over the men behind Boyce.
It's the last group of people, but there is not a single unfamiliar face.
This put Bennet even more at ease.
Unexpectedly, Boyce, who is a newcomer, knows the rules very well, and has given himself enough face, although he didn't show much smile to himself, but his style of work is very much in line with his heart.
Bennett glanced sideways at his subordinates, then looked at Boyce with a smile, "I've brought all the goods, Boyce, you check and check." β
His subordinate placed the black suitcase he was carrying tightly on the table, entered the password to unlock it, opened the box, and then pushed the black suitcase towards Boyce.
The black suitcase slid smoothly in front of Boyce, and he reached out with both hands to catch it steadily.
Boyce glanced down at the contents of the box, then pushed it towards his side.
The subordinate immediately stepped forward to catch the box and carefully checked the inventory.
After a few minutes, his subordinate approached Boyce's ear and whispered, "Boyce, there's nothing wrong. β
Boyce bowed slightly, then motioned to the people behind him, and placed the boxes full of dollars and cash on the table one by one, and pushed them towards Bennett across the table.
Seeing the heavy boxes of dollar cash sliding towards him, the smile on Bennet's face couldn't help but increase, and under the shroud of money, the wrinkles on his face seemed to exude a bit of harmonious friendship.
Bennett took one of the boxes and opened it, revealing neat bundles of dollar cash, and his nose seemed to smell the special smell of paper emitted by banknotes.
He picked up one of the bundles, put it on the tip of his nose and sniffed it, the smile on his lips deepening.
"Boyce, I like you a lot." Bennett put down the bundle of dollar cash and said bluntly, "If City A can keep you, I'll be happy to be friends with you." β
"I'll think about it." Instead of refusing outright, Boyce seriously complimented, "City A is a good place." β
"I think so." Bennett laughed, "There's a saying that heroes see the same thing. β
Boyce picked up his words slowly: "Kindred spirits. β
"Hahaha-" Bennett laughed heartily.
At this moment, suddenly one of his subordinates stepped forward and said in Bennett's ear: "Boss, Dong Zhenhong is here." β
The smile on Bennet's face froze instantly, his expression sank, and there was a touch of ruthlessness in his eyes, "Dong Zhenhong? What is this cowardly for? β
When Bennett first arrived in City A, he intended to make friends with Dong Zhenhong, but the person behind Dong Zhenhong ran away, Dong Zhenhong didn't dare to act rashly and refused Bennett's invitation.
Since then, Dong Zhenhong's impression in Bennett's mind has completely collapsed, and he no longer cares about Dong Zhenhong.
With this Dong Zhenhong in front, after Bennett learned that Boyce came to City A, he repeated his old tricks, but he didn't expect Boyce to be a ruthless person and fall into his arms.
The subordinate shook his head and replied in a low voice, "I don't know, Boss, he brought a lot of people here." β
"This coward, don't ruin my good deeds!" Bennett gritted his teeth and slammed the box in front of him shut, making a soft "bang" sound.
Boyce glanced up at them, her thin lips moving, "What?" β
"An old friend of mine is here." Bennet didn't suspect Boyce on the other side at all, because as far as he knew, Boyce hadn't met Dong Zhenhong since he arrived in City A.
Even this afternoon, Dong Zhenhong invited Boyce, and Boyce directly released Dong Zhenhong's pigeons, without giving Dong Zhenhong any eye expression.
Hearing his words, Boyce slowly tightened his eyebrows and wrinkled his eyebrows: "Bennett, I think you should know the rules of the transaction, why do you still let your old man make a kick?" β
"Don't worry, Boyce, you know our deal, outsiders, old people or whoeverβ" Bennett's eyes flashed with a hint of cruelty, "I'll make them all dead." β
Boyce raised an eyebrow and stared at Bennet, as if waiting to see him deal with it.
Bennett stood up, thought for a moment, and left only half of the box, leaving the other half of the box on the table.
He looked at Boyce and said, "Boyce, I'll take care of the rest, and then take it again, you can do whatever you want." β
He trusts Boyce so much that he doesn't even ask Boyce to keep half of his goods.
Boyce sat in his seat and didn't move, just said, "I'll wait for you." β
"Good!" Bennett smiled instantly, very satisfied with the trust he placed in him.
Bennett took half of the money and left the open-air garden with his men.
The sound of the footsteps faded away until nothing was heard.
After a while, there was some sound of cars outside, as well as a faint quarrel.
It is not difficult to distinguish that there is Dong Zhenhong's voice and Bennett's voice.
Boyce sat in his chair unchanged, his posture unchanged, his eyes calmly staring ahead.
Compared with his calmness, his subordinates are inevitably a little anxious.
"Boyce, aren't you leaving?" The subordinate asked in a whisper.
"There's no hurry." Boyce remained unmoved, and no emotion was heard in his tone, "It's still early. β
"Yes." His men silently retreated behind him.
Sure enough, the boss is still the boss, Bennet and Dong Zhenhong outside have already started to fight, and their boss can still sit patiently.
Meanwhile.
Dong Zhenhong and the people he brought over were blocked by Bennett's people outside the unfinished building area in advance.
Bennet stood on the top of the steps and looked condescendingly at Dong Zhenhong, who had just gotten out of the car: "Mr. Dong, what are you doing here?" If I'm not mistaken, I haven't made any deals with you. β
Dong Zhenhong usually doesn't think that others calling him "old man" are calling him old, but when he hears it in his ears at this time, he only feels full of irony.
He looked up at Bennet, trying to squeeze a smile out of his face, but he couldn't laugh at the thought of Boyce.
"Bennett, what deal do you have with Boyce, I won't interfere, but, Boyce lost my face today, so I can't raise my head, I want to talk to him about this matter!"
"Oh?" Bennett turned to his men and asked, "Is there such a thing?" β
The subordinate shook his head cooperatively: "No, Boss, I haven't heard of this. β
Bennett let out an obvious "ah", and then looked at Dong Zhenhong, "Mr. Dong is old, it's time to retire and rest, why do you still bring it out and say something that hasn't happened?" β
The corners of Dong Zhenhong's eyes twitched twice, and his anger was instantly ignited, "Bennett, are you trying to protect Boyce?" β