DC New Krypton.

But I can't contact Haier! ! !

Going to the Super Technology Group and requesting an interview with Hall through normal reasons is simply nonsense, just because of the beautiful refusal smile at the front desk, there is no way to make an appointment to apply for a meeting.

You have no official reason to have someone from the top of the planet meet you.

There is no reason.

What is New York's Underworld Emperor?
The reason why the underworld is black, and the reason why the underground world is called underground is not because he is really powerful, but because he is crushed to the point where he can only be black, and is crushed to the point where he can only be underground, and has no way to see the light.

You, Jin Bin, ran to the Super Technology Building and shouted loudly: Jin, the underworld emperor of New York, wants to meet you, and your things are in my hands. Can you see how the President of the United States reacts?

Even without the help of Haier's subordinates, the president immediately became furious, dare to touch my treasure?What is the police station doing? What is the CIA doing?Clean up the underworld in New York right now, out of my baby's way.

Haier is the achievements of the president of the whole country, a good friend of politicians, a strong supporter of the US military, the manager of a group that has shaken up the lives of more than a million people, the man who changed the US fiscal deficit, and countless rich men who have returned to their youth forever The hopes of the great philanthropists of various charities in the world, and the hope of the disabled and terminally ill cancer patients around the world are simply the treasures of the earth's human beings.

I don't know how many people rushed to show their courtesies, how could it be the turn of some New York underworld emperor.

No formal reason, how to see?
If you have a formal reason, go see a secretary sent by a secretarial group that already has more than 140 people. It's just a matter of money and work, and you don't need Haier to deal with it.

How could ordinary people see Harrier.

Even if you go to the front desk mysteriously and say: I have what your boss wants, and I want to see your boss.

In that case, more than a dozen burly men will come out with guns, surround you, and send you to the New York police station in a friendly manner.

Then the New York underworld also suffered.

The problem is that Jin can't just tell Haier directly that your vibration gold is in my hands.

The news about Zhenjin cannot be leaked at all. Even when sleeping, Jin Bin has to stick Zhenjin on the bed and sleep with him.

There is no way to imagine that if other people know that the underworld emperor in Manhattan robbed the vibration gold purchased by Haier for 70 billion U.S. dollars, I don’t know how many people will work together to dismember themselves in order to show their gallantry.

Jin didn't want to reach a cooperation with Haier, no matter what kind of cooperation, if it was reached, with the help of Haier's tiger skin, he quickly rose to the status of a businessman in New York.

He didn't want Haier to misunderstand that he sent people to rob him of the vibration gold for the 70 billion US dollars.

In fact, he was not the one who robbed him. Although he was crazy, he was also smart. He had no plans to seek death. The difference in class made him have no idea about someone who could chat and laugh with the president.

But if his subordinates robbed it, in the eyes of others, it was him who robbed it.

To be honest, 70 billion US dollars is too huge. Some people will never have more than 100 million US dollars in their lifetime. Now 70 billion US dollars is in front of their long dining table, which is really tempting.

But Jin Bin is Jin Bin after all, a domineering figure with lofty ambitions, he never thinks that he is worth 70 billion US dollars, nor does he want the 70 billion US dollars to bind him.

But... the current situation is not Jin's plan to become a big businessman with the help of Haier's tiger skin, but the seven black boxes, which cannot be sent back to Haier.

Jin Bing took a deep breath, put down the knife and fork in both hands, wiped his lips with the placemat on his chest, and looked at the seven black boxes.

It is also very difficult to send back the things that belong to Haier to Haier.

He faintly felt that he, the underworld emperor, seemed to be wrapped in a net.

The former deputy chief of Manhattan was dismissed too quickly, and the new deputy chief did not accept his money at all, and the police stations in many chaotic areas have recently had strong firepower, just like the military style, bluntly Destroy several of his factories with firepower.

The business of spice merchants, which has just started, has gradually been subjected to various strict investigations from the government, and anyone who is unqualified in the slightest will be handled according to the rules.

Jin didn't want to inquire about the news, but almost everyone kept silent, as if everyone had become a guardian of justice.

Realizing that something was out of the ordinary, King had a hunch to quarantine the funds overseas.

Just the day before yesterday, the tax sent people to check the tax. Although there was nothing wrong with the identity of the spice merchant, the look of the people from the tax bureau gave Jin a feeling that they were about to send tax troops to deal with him.

What made his mood even sink to the bottom was that the few hotels and entertainment venues he opened in secret had nothing to do with him at all, but they were all searched by the tax authorities, firefighters, and were forcibly closed for all kinds of unqualified faults.

Even the world's top Japanese Wagyu steaks that I ate were inexplicably unable to be transported to my table for various reasons, either because of transportation problems, storage problems, or insufficient supply from the supplier.

Jin Bing's entire quality of life has completely dropped a notch, and is gradually falling, sinking slowly like being stuck in mud.

A big net that came from nowhere, strangled towards his neck in no hurry, as if to let himself see clearly how he would die, and suffocated him.

Compared with all the gangsters in the underworld who are hostile, killing, and confronting other gangs, this kind of invisible moment of fatally suffocating oneself is very powerless and deeply depressing.

It's like the deep pressure of the sea, trying to completely crush yourself.

The most serious thing is that Jin doesn't have any source of information, so he doesn't know if it was Harle who was dealing with him, or some guy who wanted to be courteous.

Jin Bin, knows nothing.

Classes are not so easy to cross.

People are not so easy to use.

Now, Jin has no intention of using Haier anymore, he just wants to send the seven black boxes back to Haier, let's go back to normal first.

Even if you have an ambition, there is no way to face the pressure from nowhere, from the pressure of the deep sea.

"I found it. In about half an hour, he is coming out of the super-technical industrial area. After about half an hour, he will return to the super-technical building." A black and neat figure said, turning over and leaping through the window.

Jin Bing heaved a sigh of relief, and two tall and strong bodies suddenly stood up, "Then take the box and return Zhenjin to him."