My lover is this organization

"Right, let's get back to the topic we were talking about."

After taking a quick glance to confirm that Leon had gone far away, Qin Wuque regained interest the moment he turned around. He picked up the chopsticks in one hand and waved them like a baton of an orchestra conductor.

"So what do you think of my idea? Although it's a bit painful to spend 50 or 60 billion US dollars at once, if we can really replicate a Marina Bay Sands Hotel in Japan, we should be able to make back our money quickly, right?"

"Um……"

"Well……"

"Uh……"

Seeing that they were back to this topic that sounded outrageous just by listening to it, everyone in the winery fell silent again.

Especially the three Vodka Chianti Cohns, all of them had an expression of "I don't understand, but I am shocked."

"Of course you can if you really want to, and you will definitely be able to make a profit." Vermouth rubbed his forehead helplessly, "But have you ever thought about a question?"

"What's the problem?" Qin Wuque asked curiously.

"If you want to replicate the Marina Bay Sands in Japan, are you planning to establish it as a chain branch of the Marina Bay Sands?"

"I don't have any plans in this regard."

"In that case, even if you are guilty of plagiarism, there is such a thing as plagiarism in the field of architecture." Vermouth said reasonably.

"This is a serious problem..."

Qin Wuque stroked his chin and thought for a while, and suddenly his eyes lit up.

"Yes, then let's blow up this Sands Hotel!"

"???"

……

On the other side, Leon Law, who had hit a wall with Qin Wuque, walked to a secluded place with his big safe.

After confirming that there was no one else around, he quickly put away the mysterious and elegant smile that was always on his face, and his expression instantly became gloomy.

He fished out his cell phone and dialed a number he had contacted not long ago.

At the same time, thousands of meters away from the Singapore coastline, a supertanker with the Romanization of "Nakatomi" printed on its hull was speeding on the sea at top speed.

In the dimly lit cockpit, the pirates armed with live ammunition stood like ghosts, their wolf-like eyes staring through the front windshield at the bright coastline in the distance.

Suddenly, a sudden phone ring broke the silence in the cockpit.

Eugene Lim took out his cell phone and answered the call.

The voice coming from the phone was Leon Law.

"It's me. Everything is planned as usual. Let's get started."

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Take a break~

Chapter 393 Miss Dolphin Steam Princess =w=

It is very normal to drink some wine at the barbecue table. Everyone clinks glasses and the wine glasses are filled with golden liquid.

Since all the vodka he bought was champagne, Qin Wuque also drank a little.

Champagne is a type of wine with a low alcohol content, only about 10 degrees. Even if you drink it all over, you will only get a little intoxicated, but you won't be drunk directly. It is a very suitable drink for banquets.

And because of the raw materials used to make champagne, it tastes much better than spicy white wine. Its aroma is a bit like a mixture of brioche, citrus, apple, lemon pastry, peach and almond.

All in all it's not bad and can be consumed as a normal drink.

Once you drink more, you naturally start talking more.

Vodka suddenly asked, taking a big sip of champagne with the skewers.

"By the way, speaking of Curacao, what was it like when you worked under Rum? Was it the same as here?"

As soon as he said this, the silver-haired beauty sitting next to Qin Wuque across the table frowned slightly.

"Vodka..."

"Oh! Don't get me wrong, I don't mean anything else. I just want to ask. It's okay if it's inconvenient to say."

Vodka also realized that he had said the wrong thing, and hurriedly waved his hands with sweat all over his forehead.

In an organization, it is very taboo to casually ask others about their work content or tasks. Even members who have a good relationship with each other will only reveal the general place name, and it will be vague about which country.

As for the time, it is as ambiguous as possible.

However, just when everyone thought that Curacao would just pass over this topic, a hint of hesitation flashed across her face. Then she turned her head slightly to look at Qin Wuque, who was separated from her by a sister, and then shook her head and smiled.

"Well, it's not that inconvenient actually. To be honest, it's basically the same. But it is a little different from the Japanese branch, so it's basically the same."

"Oh?"

After hearing what Curacao said, Chianti and the others all pricked up their ears.

It sounds like there might be something going on!

Even the captain of the Qin group looked at him sideways.

Vodka and the others were curious because they were usually so far away from the emperor that they had almost no substantial concept of Rum. The only thing they knew was that Rum was the second in command of the organization and had great power.

Of course, no matter how powerful Rum is, his words are definitely not as effective as those of their big sister.

The reason why Gin was curious was that after all, she and a certain dog head were... well, you know, so Qin Wuque's enemies were equivalent to her enemies. Qin Wuque's lack of care towards Rum didn't mean that she could follow suit. Of course, it would be better if she could know more about the enemy.

"how to say."

Seeing that everyone's eyes were on him, Curacao shyly touched his cheek twice with his index finger.

"The only difference between me and the Japanese branch is that I don't have a fixed residence. I used to run around between branches in various countries to carry out missions. After completing the mission, I would leave and go to the next branch..."

"So you actually have a mission to perform in the Japanese branch?" Chianti asked casually.

As soon as she finished speaking, the silver-haired beauty's brows jumped again, and her blood pressure began to rise uncontrollably again.

Really... one or two of them, why are they all so outspoken?

Thinking of this, she subconsciously turned her gaze to Qin Wuque beside her.

It’s all because of this guy’s good example!

PIA ji!

The next second, a beautiful slap mark was perfectly imprinted on Qin Wuque's dog head.

"Hmm? Hmm? What's wrong? What happened?"

Qin Wuque was hit completely out of his mind.

He was originally concentrating on what Curacao was saying, but suddenly he was slapped for no apparent reason. When he turned around, he saw that Captain Qin next to him had sat down again with a cold face, as if to say, "Don't ask why, I just want to hit you."

It is very wronged.

On the other side, Curacao nodded slowly under the gazes of Chianti and others who all looked at him with an expression of "we are all very curious". The originally peaceful and pure smile on his face suddenly became a little happy and ambiguous.

"At first, Rum's mission was to take over Tequila's job at the Japanese branch, and to closely monitor any movements of the Japanese branch, especially the lack of... that is, Vino. It was originally like this..."

"Oh--"

Chianti's tone revealed a strong feeling of "So this is so amazing and awesome".

None of them bothered about Curacao's so-called "close monitoring of any movements of the Japanese branch". The fact that such words could be said in front of them already represented Curacao's own position and Curacao's current attitude towards Rum.

It is obvious that we are all family now, so there is no point in dwelling on those boring old accounts.

Besides, Chianti is more concerned about something else than these trivial matters.

"Since it was originally like this, in other words, it is now different due to some reason. So this 'reason' could be..."

As she spoke, she cast a meaningful look at Qin Wuque, jumping back and forth between Qin Wuque and Curacao, her face almost twisted into a funny expression, and the lifelike swallowtail butterfly tattoo at the corner of her eye was directly squeezed into a swallowtail butterfly stem.

"Um……"

Curacao made a low sound and lowered her head. She tried to cover her face with her hands, but the redness spread all the way to her ears, and she turned into a steam princess on the spot.

Qin Wuque picked up a shrimp head from the garbage plate next to him without hesitation and was about to throw it over, but the silver-haired beauty next to him slapped him on the head with a Tathagata Palm.

“Don’t play with your food!”

"Oh……"

Qin Wuque had no choice but to put down the shrimp head awkwardly.

There was a cheerful atmosphere at the barbecue table.

Suddenly, there was a commotion.

Qin Wuque and his friends' barbecue table was set up next to the swimming pool on the top floor of the hotel. Even if the piles of champagne screens did not have a soundproofing function, the noise made by so many people in the swimming pool could still be heard a word or two even if one did not listen carefully.

Someone suddenly shouted "What a big boat!", and then a large group of people all rushed to the edge of the swimming pool, like a bunch of snails along the wall. After taking a closer look, they all exclaimed "What a big boat!"

It was as if I finally understood the nature of human beings.

"What's going on?" The silver-haired beauty smelled something unusual at a glance.

"I don't know, I'll go take a look."

Qin Wuque took off his short-sleeved shirt, threw off his slippers, and jumped into the swimming pool in two steps wearing only a pair of loose beach-style swimming trunks.

When he climbed to the edge of the swimming pool and looked down carefully, his eyebrows couldn't help but twitch.

"Fuck, it's a really big ship."

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I looked at the second-generation Xbox Elite controllers, and it seems that the quality control is terrible. Many of them have problems with the A and Y keys not working, and they have to be pressed at a specific angle to have a response... Is this quality control really enough for people to buy with confidence?

The second update is loading~~~

Chapter 394 Everyone in the winery is very calm

Under the cover of night, on the sea less than a hundred meters away from the Marina Bay, a huge oil tanker with the Japanese romanization of "Nakatomi" printed on it was moving at full speed.

Logically it shouldn't be here.

Singapore can probably be regarded as the country with the most developed shipping industry in the world. Geographically, it is almost surrounded by the ocean and is separated from Malaysia to the north by a strait.

So buildings like piers are quite common in Singapore.

There are docks for small ships and there are docks for large ships.

As the most developed commercial district in Singapore, a water city, the Marina Bay area focuses on tourism.

Is it good or bad to allow huge oil tankers spewing black smoke to pass by in front of tourists every day? It is not good.

It's as if no high-end hotel would allow its staff to push carts full of clothes to be sent for laundry and squeeze into the same VIP elevator with guests.

Even if it is washed clean, it will not work. It has nothing to do with whether it is clean or not, but it should not be here.

However, the fact at the moment is that the transport tanker of Zhongfu Group has really appeared outside the Marina Bay, with its bow pointing directly into the bay, and it is rushing towards the direction of Marina Bay at full speed with the courage of a common man.

A shallow seawall separates the Marina Bay from the oil tanker. It may be used to block the tide, or it may simply be used as a shark net. But in any case, in front of the huge oil tankers weighing tens of thousands of tons, this shallow seawall seems too insignificant.

The distance of hundreds of meters passed in a flash when the tanker was sailing at full speed, and in the blink of an eye, the huge bow was already in front of the seawall.

"It's going to hit!" someone exclaimed loudly.

For a moment, some people in the swimming pool covered their mouths and lost their voices temporarily due to excessive shock. Some people reacted quickly and took out their mobile phones to call the police. Some even took out their mobile phones to take pictures.

A 10,000-ton giant ship crashed into the Marina Bay. This is not small news. You should know that not all people staying at the Sands Hotel may be self-media workers, but a large number of them must be well-known figures on social platforms. If you can get this first-hand information and take advantage of the popularity, it would be a very good thing.

Qin Wuque did not join in the photo or video recording as he was afraid of chaos. He stretched his neck to take a look and then retracted his head. He withdrew from the crowd, retreated to the edge of the swimming pool, pushed himself up with both hands and returned to the shore.

"How come..."

When the silver-haired beauty saw Qin Wuque coming back, she was about to ask something when she suddenly felt a shake from under her feet.