Senior sister, I really don’t have any improper thoughts about you!

William Fogg liked Green Island very much.

By the sea.

The view is not bad either.

There are also British-style buildings.

Looks particularly friendly.

It was like returning to his grandmother's house in Ireland.

Of course, it would be nice if the music was explosive.

It's a pity that people here don't seem to like listening to such intense music at noon.

In the bar, William held the beer and took a big sip.

But when he noticed that his companion in front of him was staring at a certain area in the bar.

He frowned.

"Hey, I advise you to calm down your brain that is full of yellow water."

"This is China."

"Don't look for trouble."

Hear this.

The burly man sitting opposite him made a dissatisfied sound.

"Fuck, I just kind of miss that bitch on Duke Street."

“It’s only $50 for a great night.”

...

"Is that Hailey?"

The broad-faced white man at the side sneered mockingly.

"I remember you complained last week that she wasn't worth the price."

Hearing the teasing, William touched his beard.

"indeed."

"I've heard you complain, too."

As soon as these words came out.

The burly man cursed in disdain, then picked up the wine glass and took a big gulp.

"Fokker."

"I heard that you have done a good job on your recent mission?"

...

"Yes."

William clinked his glass with the broad-faced man, took a sip, and raised two fingers with some pride:

"Half a month, 20% target."

Upon hearing this.

The other two were surprised.

"20%?"

"my God."

“This is a one-year indicator.”

In this regard.

William shrugged.

"When the guys here heard that I was coming to invest, they all acted like lapdogs."

These words immediately caused laughter from the companions around.

He raised his glass and clinked it with mine.

After taking a big sip.

The broad-faced man let out an "ah".

"Locke once told me that food sells better than toys."

"I do not believe."

"Now."

"The beer at noon is on you!"

...

"no problem!"

William said this and called out to the bar in Chinese.

"hello."

Then hold up three fingers.

"Come again!"

Seeing how hard William was narrating, the burly man laughed.

After finishing the glass of beer.

Suddenly the voice became much lower.

"Dude, is your company planning to do something big, or?"

“The grass needs to be cut slowly.”

“Are you not afraid of risks?”

"Risk? Oh no, they don't understand the meaning of the word at all."

Hear this.

Several people laughed in an ambiguous manner.

But this time.

The broad-faced white man suddenly thought of something and asked in confusion.

"Fokker."

"I remember when you first came to China, you went to...Linjiang? Is that the name?"

“Oh my god, I hate the sound of that.”

"Well, how's it going over there?"

William knew what his buddy wanted to ask.

He waved his hand.

"Rich, but stingy!"

“Smart, but defensive.”

With a few simple words, William described what happened in several cities in Linjiang.

In fact, there is one more thing he didn't say.

About the method of taking 20% ​​of Green Island poultry market share.

I learned it from a skinny little girl in a city near the river.

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Mr. Jiang had no idea that someone had learned his tricks.

At this moment, she was standing at the hotel front desk.

She asked the receptionist in a soft voice about the news about those foreigners.

Originally she just thought of it as an accident.

But during meal time.

The more I think about it, the worse it feels.

After a brief exchange with my cousin, I still decided to come out and find out.

At least you know the names of these foreigners, or how many days they have been in Green Island.

After all, 'Shi Ning Ji' is also going to open a store in Green Island City.

Let’s not talk about other companies for now.

That Tyson Foods.

If they really did something on Green Island, there would definitely be more or less contact in the future.

For peace of mind.

Some things must be found out.

however.

The lady at the front desk firmly adhered to the bottom line when facing Miss Jiang's coquettish and cute behavior.

He refused to reveal even a single word.

This frustrated Jiang, and he said "Okay" with a depressed look on his face.

Then he turned around and prepared to go back to eat.

But just as she left the hotel lobby and walked up the stairs.

A small step suddenly appeared behind her.

"Beauty, beauty."

Beauty?

Where are the beauties?

Miss Jiang suddenly perked up.

Glance left and right.

Then I realized that it was someone calling me.

Turn around and take a look.

It's the lady at the front desk.

I saw her coming in front of me.

Some doubts asked:

"Beautiful lady, can I ask you something?"

"Do you need to contact Mr. William Falk for something?"

Upon hearing this.

Miss Jiang blinked.

My mind spins.

He immediately made up a story about a friend of his who fell in love with a foreign country and was defrauded of his money.

To emphasize authenticity.

Miss Jiang even borrowed Luo Shanshan's name on purpose.

Finally heard this.

The lady at the front desk immediately showed an indignant expression.