Chapter 245： :prince?

It is often not a scandal that can bring down a business empire!

But the combination of scandals can indeed bring a decaying edifice down.

three hours!

At ten o'clock in the evening, the stock of David's retail kingdom fell by 17 points! In other words, he has evaporated about 90 million US dollars worth of money, and this stock pile is faster than what he is doing.

"Oops..."

He was lying on the sofa, and there was a bald doctor measuring his blood pressure. He heard the assistant's report just now, and his blood pressure surged when he was excited. He almost killed himself, and the assistant hurriedly called the doctor.

"It's nothing, just keep your mind and don't fluctuate too much."

What the hell!

These words are simply farting, so much value has evaporated, are you still not excited?

So what can be exciting?

Cuckold?

David didn't even bother to open his mouth, so he just waved his hand and signaled the other party to get out of here quickly. The assistant had to take the doctor away, and when he came back, he closed the door gently, stood by the side of the sofa, and opened his mouth, not knowing what to do. How to speak first.

"Is there any news from the Mercedes-Benz headquarters?" David asked first.

"Well, the board of directors believes that your actions have damaged the reputation of the department, and they ask you to respond."

This completely irritated David, he grabbed the ashtray on the coffee table and smashed it on the ground, but there was a high-quality velvet Persian carpet under it, and there was no damage at all except for the muffled fart sound. , This is embarrassing, but it does not prevent him from continuing, pointing to his nose and saying, "I am a shareholder, not those wage earners! Fake, go back to his mother!"

He doesn't need to report to anyone!

And if you are not happy, let the idiot sitting in the president's position get out.

The assistant was also startled, and took a step back, almost being hit by an ashtray. He just thought the other party was angry. The internal fighting in this Mercedes-Benz is also very fierce, the third shareholder?

Some dividends are good, but now the IRS is staring at them, so they have no way to fight.

But now that this matter has exploded, I am afraid it will look good again.

David rubbed his swollen temples, he was very tired, his brain was working too fast, and his heart was tired, mainly because the point that popped out was too embarrassing, no! He suddenly stopped, he remembered that the Asian eyes were very strange!

Could it be related to him?

Damn it!

David stood up and was about to scold his mother, it must have something to do with that **** yellow skin, otherwise, why is the timing so accurate?

He really wanted to question the other party, but his rationality told himself, first of all, not whether the other party could admit it, and secondly, if he went with this attitude, didn't this prove that he was panicking now and couldn't wait to sell the stock?

The other party still has to lower the price to death?

David has seen this kind of routine a lot!

You must be calm, take advantage of the tricks, and never give the Asians an opportunity.

After all, he is an old fox, how could he be so impulsive?

Experience + old age does not necessarily mean old age.

"Call a lawyer and sue "Late Night Show?" , Let these idiots apologize to me, since this incident is such a big deal, the bigger the better."

This kind of ability to kill the fish, break the boat, and sink the boat is quite fierce.

But I'm afraid to play off.

The assistant obviously knew about this step, but since the leader had made the decision, all he had to do was help him, not give advice.

David watched the assistant implement it "obediently", but nodded in satisfaction, lit a cigarette, smoked it, and stood by the window squinting at the night view of Las Vegas.

"You're still too tender."

…

In Tang Dao's room separated by a corridor, compared with David's coldness, this place is a little lively.

That's Jeffrey. Bryce's black man wolfed down the food on the table, as if he hadn't eaten in days, and even got his hands on it at the end!

Tang Dao often frowned while watching, but his brows loosened as if thinking of something.

After the other party stuffed half of the turkey down, he also handed over a box of cigars. When the black man saw it, his eyes were straightened, and he couldn't wait to pick it up and smoke it, with a look of ecstasy on his face.

"What do you think, how was my reception? Prince Geoffrey." Tang Dao said with a smile.

"Very good." The black man gave his thumbs up and patted his stomach. His face may have been beaten up. You can't see any bruises, but you can see that it is a bit swollen, and the front teeth are also missing. Yes, the words were leaking, very direct, "What do you want to do with me?"

This guy is open!

When he was rescued by little angels and others, and helped him pay the 50,000 dollars owed, he knew that he must be useful to them, otherwise, would you spend money for someone you don't know?

Of course, the young ladies under the street lamps don’t count, that’s poverty alleviation.

Tang Dao also glanced at him in surprise, thinking that Jeffrey is quite smart, and he likes to talk to smart people the most. He put half of his unsmoked cigar on the ashtray, blew a smoke ring, and looked at him , "I heard you are the prince of Mauritania?"

Jeffrey rolled his eyes when he heard the words, he thought a lot, but it made people look very cunning.

Tang Dao has seen this expression a lot in Africa, and black people like to get some cheap things the most, so Tang Dao had to vaccinate him, and said with a smile, "I like to make friends very much, but I also like to make friends." I really hate people lying to me." Holding the table with both hands, leaning forward, the other party's eyes said, "I've been in Africa for a long time!"

I'm very clear, don't pretend to be B for me.

That's all.

This actually made Jeffrey a lot more serious, and he told his story again.

It turns out that this guy is really a prince, but Mauritania is too poor and there is not much money there. His father is not so much a prince as a village chief. To put it bluntly, no matter how little it is, you can deduct some wool. Isn't this taking some money to send Jeffrey to study abroad?

But instead he saw "business opportunities."

It's gambling!

Disguise himself as a black rich second generation, and then go to Las Vegas casino to gamble But of course he has no skills, after losing two games, his pockets are empty, but his head is gone It works very well, but I found a bug, which is actually "pretending" to be a "chip salesman" of Bellagio, telling players that there is a recharge event here, and as long as 1,000 US dollars, you can take them to buy the internal price.

This job can only be done once at most.

That is, this time, Jeffrey was arrested and collected a total of more than 50,000 U.S. dollars, and he was almost beaten to death.

"My father had 11 children, and I was the oldest, so he sent me to study abroad and planned to let me go back to be a chief." Jeffrey shrugged and shook his head, "I don't want to go back to Mauritania."

He seems to be complaining, and he may also be complaining that God sent himself to "the edge of the earth". There is simply barren and terrible. Compared with this place, it is a heaven and a hell.

"Do you want to work for me?" Tang Dao said.

"Huh?" Jeffrey was startled, leaned back, then looked up and down at Tang Dao, then at Little Angel and the others, "I...I won't do illegal things."

Illegal?

What Tang Dao does is never illegal!

"Don't worry, I just want your help."

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