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"Put away the rest. This place can't be used anymore. Let's move to another place." Zhang Wen and Ye Quanzhen instructed.

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"Okay, I'll let you know when I find the right place." Ye Quanzhen said after putting the box away.

"Well, are you sleepy? If not, let's just go." Zhang Wen asked A Gui and Li Zhengyang again.

"Let's go, it's okay, we can handle it." The two nodded at the same time.

"Well, let's go!"

"Boss, you haven't come back yet?" On the way to St. Anthony, the capital of Texas, Zhang Wen received a call from Huo Jianning.

"What's wrong? I'm on my way to the airport." Zhang Wen said.

"That's great. We should be able to make it. IMB said they have some important documents to give us and asked us to send someone to pick them up. You're here, so why don't you go?" Huo Jianning said.

"Can't we send it by mail?" Zhang Wenqi asked.

"He insisted on handing it over in person, saying it was a very important document and he was afraid it would be lost during the mailing process," Huo Jianning explained.

"Okay, got it. I should be there in the afternoon." Zhang Wen said with a frown.

"Okay, I'll notify the other party."

Zhang Wen hung up the phone, feeling somewhat confused. To be honest, he didn't really want to go to New York State as that was the territory of the Huaqing Gang. It wasn't that he was afraid, he just didn't want the trouble.

But since Huo Jianning had already spoken, he didn't want to discourage his enthusiasm. As the boss, he should just work hard.

After taking the VIP channel and boarding the Gulfstream 4.

Li Zhengyang and Ah Gui simultaneously started to take out the money they had on them. Fortunately, it was a private plane and they took the VIP channel, otherwise they would have lost the money.

The United States is very strict. If you carry a lot of cash, they will check it, and if you can't explain it clearly, you will be taken to the police.

It took four and a half hours for Zhang Wen and his two companions to take a taxi to the Waldorf Astoria Hotel in the East Side of Manhattan.

It is very close to IMB headquarters.

Along the way, the black driver kept flying around like a fly. No one talked to him, but he kept talking to himself.

Zhang Wenzhi wanted to give him a slap in the face and tell him to shut up.

At the same time, this aroused Zhang Wen's desire to buy a house.

The key is that I will probably come here often in the future. Now that I have bought a house, I can also station someone here to avoid having to take this fucking taxi that keeps spewing trash.

"Hello, sir, how are you?" Led by the waiter at the door, the three of them walked into the lobby of the building.

"Three." Zhang Wen replied.

"Sorry, sir, we don't have any rooms available today." The waiter at the front desk said politely.

"Isn't there any presidential suite?" Zhang Wen asked with a frown.

"Ah? This..." The waiter was shocked. In his understanding, except for the Japanese who were a little richer, other Oriental people seemed to be no match for him.

But there are not many Japanese people that tall, they are all dwarfs.

"Pah!" Zhang Wen slapped a $100 US dollar bill on the marble table at the front desk.

The waiter was a little shocked when he saw this, but he quickly grabbed it in his own hand.

"We have the presidential suite, but it's $800 a night." The waiter's attitude was even more polite than before, almost bowing.

Zhang Wen took out a stack of banknotes and counted 16 of them directly.

"Give me two rooms!" Zhang Wenhao said angrily.

Soon, with the help of his financial ability, Zhang Wen finally entered the presidential suite smoothly.

Ah Gui and Li Zhengyang had no requirements for accommodation conditions, whether good or bad. They also knew that Zhang Wen was not short of money, so there was no need to save money for him.

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"Jian Ning, I live in Room 002 of the Waldorf Astoria Presidential Suite. Let them come to me. Be firm." Zhang Wen took out the satellite phone and responded honestly.

"Okay, boss, I understand what you mean." Huo Jianning said.

After hanging up the phone, Zhang Wen walked to the huge floor-to-ceiling window and looked at the New York streets below.

Suddenly, there was a commotion at the construction site opposite, and the people around quickly moved out of a vacuum area.

Zhang Wen looked carefully and found that it was a worker who had fallen from the building to the ground. He was covered in blood and there was no way he could be saved.

When he looked up again, on that floor without windows, Zhang Wen saw clearly that several men in black suits were at the top of the building, looking down. They retracted their heads when they saw that the person was dead.

... ......... ...

Zhang Wen knew what was going on as soon as he thought about it. The City of Sin was indeed as bad as its reputation said. It was really chaotic. This man was thrown down.

"Ding dong~~"

The doorbell rang and Zhang Wen frowned.

Not so fast.

Zhang Wen immediately opened the door. It was a young man in a well-fitting suit, and his face looked somewhat familiar.

"Hello, sir, please allow me to introduce myself. My name is William, and I was the one who served you just now." The young man introduced himself with a smile.

"Oh, what's the matter?" After being reminded, Zhang Wen remembered that he was wearing a waiter's uniform just now.

“I was at work just now, it’s my part-time job, and now I’m off work.

I am actually an agent. I can help you with anything you need. This is my business card." William introduced himself and handed over another business card.

What a shitty agent, he's just a pimp.

"Haha, is it okay to be a celebrity?" Zhang Wen said jokingly.

"Sure, as long as you can afford the price, Sharon Stone is okay?" Unexpectedly, William nodded directly.

"......What's the price?" Zhang Wen asked speechlessly.

"If you are sure, I will ask for you." William smiled mysteriously.

"Forget it, that's not necessary." Zhang Wen took out a US dollar and handed it over.

"Sir, what I said is true. Sharon Stone is indeed a star, but she is not famous yet." William was anxious and argued immediately. He thought Zhang Wen looked down on her.

"No, I have a guest later." Zhang Wen closed the door and died.

Chapter 181: FBL sets a trap to suppress the US

Sharon Stone, how could he not know her? He had watched Basic Instinct many times.

But Zhang Wen simply didn’t believe that a man who was just working as a part-time waiter could actually get this goddess-like figure.

It would be great if she could really get it, she would have to pay the price for her inappropriate remarks.

"Ding dong~~~"

After a few minutes, Zhang Wen still thought it was William.

"I told you I have guests." Zhang Wen said angrily as he opened the door.

"Ah~~ Sorry, are you Mr. Zhang?" There were two middle-aged men outside the door, both dressed in formal attire, looking like elites.

"Yes, are you from IMB?" Zhang Wen nodded and asked.

"Yes." The two answered affirmatively.

"Okay, come in." Zhang Wen welcomed the two into the house.

In the reception room inside the house, Zhang Wen sat down first. Looking at the two people carrying a briefcase, he sat down cautiously.

　"Three-nine-three" "Eh~, something's wrong." Just as the two of them sat down, the man's intentionally straightened waist made Zhang Wen realize that something was wrong.

Both of them had guns tucked under their ribs, which most people wouldn't notice, but Zhang Wen had been surrounded by such guards for many years, so how could he not know?

Why do you need to bring a gun when delivering documents?

"Mr. Zhang, this is a confidential document handed over to you, please check it." One of them opened his briefcase, took out a file bag, and said.

"Oh, what is that document? It's so important?" Zhang Wen was about to open it while speaking.

"Mr. Zhang, this document is very important. Your rank is probably not high enough. Please take it back to Hong Kong and hand it over to Mr. Huo." Seeing that Zhang Wen was about to open it, the other person hurriedly stopped him.

"Haha, my level is not high enough?" Zhang Wen laughed and opened it directly, pulling out the documents inside.

"You~~~" The two were stunned. They had never seen such a tough person.

After Zhang Wen took a look at it, he realized that the document was indeed very important and confidential, but it was not something that Shenzhen TSMC should have. It was IMB's chip manufacturing technology.

The document involves some core secrets within IMB.

Although Zhang Wen is not a technical staff, he can see that the content of the document is completely stolen business intelligence. If it is taken back, it can indeed help Shenzhen TSMC solve some problems in chip manufacturing.

But would IMB be so kind as to help Shenzhen TSMC develop?

Before, Shenzhen TSMC was just a foundry for IMB. The core products were all made by their own people, and they were always on guard against them like they were guarding against thieves.

Something strange happened today.

"Jian Ning, did the other party tell you what document was delivered?" Zhang Wen picked up the phone and called back to Hong Kong. He didn't care what time it was at night because the matter was of great importance.

"No, I was just talking about important documents." Huo Jianning's tone was obviously tired.

"Then we didn't say we were buying any confidential documents from the other party, right?" Zhang Wen asked again.

"No, you know that the IMB is guarding against us. What's going on?" Huo Jianning realized that there was a problem and asked quickly.

"It's okay, I'll take care of it." Zhang Wen hung up the phone directly.

At this time, the two people sitting opposite him were ready to get up and say goodbye.

"Stop, who are you?" Zhang Wen put down the documents and asked straight to the point.

"Ah, we are from the IMB headquarters and are employed by the top president." The two men replied after a moment of silence.

Sudden.

"Boom~~~" Zhang Wen's ghostly figure instantly appeared in front of a person, and directly used a Black Dragon Heart-Ripping Attack, knocking the person several meters away.

"Dong~~~" Before the other person could react, a knife cut another person's neck.

The two men lost their fighting power in an instant, one fainted, and the other was trying hard to catch his breath.

He took out the pistols from the two men's ribs and placed them on the coffee table.

"Agui, Zhengyang." Zhang Wen shouted after opening the door.

Soon, two people rushed over, saw the two people on the ground, and started working quickly.

After a while, the gasping man finally returned to normal, but his clothes had been stripped off, leaving only a pair of shorts.

The same thing happened to the other one, who was also stripped naked, but he was still unconscious.

"Tell me, what do you guys want to do?" Zhang Wen sat opposite the two of them, looking at the documents and police badges on the coffee table and asked.

The one who was still awake remained silent.

"Haha, let me guess, are you trying to set up a trap for my company along with IMB, saying that my company used espionage methods to steal IMB's business secrets, and use this as a way to punish Shenzhen TSMC?" Zhang Wen said with a smile.

fbl, who had been keeping his head down and silent, immediately raised his head and looked at Zhang Wen with surprise.

After Zhang Wen finished speaking, he picked up the eavesdropping device on the table and said into the micro-microphone on it: "Come here, someone of importance. I am Zhang Wen."

After saying that, he began to wait quietly.

Sure enough, only a few minutes passed.

"Ding dong~~~"

Ah Gui opened the door, and outside was a bald middle-aged man wearing a windbreaker.

Only after he was disarmed was he let in by Ah Gui.

"Mr. Zhang, I'm sorry, we didn't know it was you." FBL didn't know much about the boss of Shenzhen MC Semiconductor. They only knew that his name was Zhang Wen, he was very young, and had a gangster background.

But Zhang Wen is very low-key and has never been photographed by others.

Although he has played in two God of Gamblers movies, he still requested to use the pseudonym Long Wu.

Moreover, most Westerners are face-blind when looking at Orientals. Even if there is a blurry photo of Zhang Wen, it is impossible for them to recognize him at once.