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"Hello, dear Mr. Paul, remember me brother?"

In a public phone booth, Zhang Tianhao was holding the phone, speaking English and chatting with Paul on the phone.

"Sir, can you tell me who you are? I don't seem to have a deep impression on you!" Paul, who was on the phone, still thought about it, and immediately became confused.

"Paul, we seem to be very good friends. If you say that, you will lose my best friend, right?"

"Your tone, it's you, that damn Luo, you're back!"

It took Paul on the phone a long time to realize it, because more than four years had passed, and now that he remembered it, it was because Zhang Tianhao had impressed him too deeply.

"Hahaha, it seems that we haven't seen each other for three or four years, old friends are still old friends, always thinking of me!"

"You bastard, hooligan, you still have the face to call, tell me, what can you do with me?"

"Of course I came to congratulate you. I didn't expect that you have become one of the directors of the Ministry of Industry!" Zhang Tianhao laughed casually. After all, the purpose of his calling Paul now is to make some deals.

"How about coming to my office of the Ministry of Industry and Commerce?"

"Okay, but I like the little cafe opposite your Ministry of Industry Bureau better, what do you think?"

"You're a jerk, humanly speaking, when will you be here?"

"Half an hour later!"

"That!"

……

Half an hour later, Zhang Tianhao came to the opposite side of the Ministry of Industry Bureau, looked around, and then walked towards the cafe with a smile.

And Paul had already arrived here, and he saw a familiar yet unfamiliar person waving at him, and the long-lost memories kept coming back.

"Ro!"

"Hehe, Paul, this is Luo, long time no see, please!"

Zhang Tianhao stood up, opened a small seat directly, and stretched out a hand with a faint smile, making a gesture of please.

"Luo, where have you been all these years?"

"I went to fight with people, but I lost all my weapons and so on, and now I come here to mess around again. After all, Chengdu, Sichuan is really too poor, and it is difficult to find a beautiful woman. There is no such thing as Shanghai. bustling."

"Luo, go and lie to the ghost, I think your identity must not be simple?" Paul rolled his eyes directly. After all, Zhang Tianhao bought nearly a million arms from Hans before. Was that something human did? ?

Now there is no news at all, and everything is covered up silently. He knows better than anyone else how capable he is who can do this.

"Hehe, Paul, you're so smart, it really makes me a little helpless. I'm just a white glove. Now I'm doing some small things for the Chinese government, and I won't hide it from you!"

"Are you from the Chinese government?"

"Why, is it strange? It's just doing things for them. Who asked them to give more money, aren't you right?" He shrugged his shoulders and smiled lightly.

The natural laughter was also full of the smell of copper, which made Paul a little unbearable.

After all, the character shown by modern Zhang Tianhao still has some similarities with him.

"Then you asked me to come, do you want to cooperate with me?"

"Of course, if we have the opportunity, if we don't cooperate to make money, wouldn't that be a pity for your current position as the director of the Ministry of Industry and Commerce?"

As he spoke, he stirred up his coffee, and added a piece of sugar to it casually, and said calmly: "Sugar is sweet, right?"

"Luo, I know you are a devil, I don't want to cooperate with you! You will do crazy things, I don't want to accept it. It will affect my future!"

"Paul, you took over in July this year, do you think you can do it to the end?"

"Luo, what do you mean? I, as a director, can't go to the end? Are you threatening me?"

"No, I'm just your friend, forever friend, how could you threaten your friend, it's just that you didn't see the situation, so you are still dreaming your own dream, I just want to remind you. Just to wake you up from your dream."

"Hmph, Luo, you've gone too far, and you still want to threaten me!" Paul became a little dissatisfied when he heard that, after all, Zhang Tianhao hurt his heart too much.

"Paul, I said that I will always be your friend and I will never threaten you. It seems that if you don't understand what you said, if you don't make money now, then even if you want to make money in the future, you will have no chance." .”

Zhang Tianhao put down the spoon in his hand and said something lightly.

Then he picked up the coffee, put it to his mouth, and took a breath, the aroma of coffee continuously pierced into his nostrils, forcing him to take another sip.

Seeing Zhang Tianhao's calm expression, Paul felt a little uncertain. After all, Zhang Tianhao had already talked about this point, so naturally he would not fail to understand the meaning of Zhang Tianhao's words.

But he still didn't know why Zhang Tianhao said that. Obviously, Zhang Tianhao knew something before he said that.

"Luo, I want to ask, if we cooperate, what can I get?"

"I get [-]% of all the profits, and you get [-]%. If there are important things in the future, I will remind you in advance so that you can escape successfully. What do you think?"

He thought he was being generous. After all, a reminder in advance is a good thing.

"No, Luo, are you joking? You work for the Chinese government, you just want to protect some people. You also know that I am not the only one who has the final say on the entire Ministry of Industry. It's just ability."

Paul shook his head directly, then stared at Zhang Tianhao in dissatisfaction, and said with certainty: "You three and seven, otherwise this cooperation is unnecessary."

"Paul, are you sure you need seven and three?"

"It must be like this. If it's not for the sake of an old friend, I will give you [-]% of the bridge toll, and the rest is mine." Paul said lightly, his tone full of confidence.

After all, in the entire concession, all the patrol houses are under his jurisdiction, and it is the largest violent agency in the concession.

"Paul, if you really think so, then I really have no intention of cooperating. I will go to Hans, or even Milson, or someone else, and I won't even cooperate. Anyway, I don't make money at most. I can get money from others." You can make money, but you will lose my friendship, and my friendship is not measured by money."

Zhang Tianhao glanced at him lightly, and there was a faint sense of strangeness in his plain words.

"I want to ask, is your friendship valuable?"

"Hehe, it's not worth much, but he's worth a few lives. I was planning to think about my old friend, but now it seems that we don't have a common language!"

Zhang Tianhao stood up, then took out two francs from his pocket and put them on the table, beckoning to a waiter not far away.

"Ro, are you sure you want to lose my friendship?"

"Paul, you are wrong. You lost my friendship. If the business fails, then I will leave Shanghai and go to other cities to find someone to cooperate with, but you..."

He directly showed a disappointed expression, and even felt a little tired to say one more sentence.

"By the way, Paul, goodbye, I hope you can make a lot of money."