I Kissed Zhenzi At The Beginning Of The Live Broadcast

"Ms. Meng Wenjun, the helm of China's top medicinal materials group, how could I not know him?"

"She was still making a lot of noise in Bangkok some time ago!"

"Really? Then I want to ask if this information is in your sales range."

Wang Hao smiled and handed a check, but Wang Zichun smiled and refused.

"This piece of information is nothing particularly secretive. As our guest of honor, Mr. Wang is a gift."

"Miss Meng came to Bangkok for fun, but also for the medicinal material base, but the medicinal material base covers a large area and has touched the interests of some people."

"So, Miss Meng was targeted a bit while in Bangkok."

Wang Hao looked at Wang Zichun and said a place name.

"Golden Triangle!"

"Ha ha ha! Mr. Wang really came here prepared. That's right, Miss Meng touched the interests of those in the Golden Triangle."

"There is only so much land in that place. If it is used to grow medicinal materials, then the number of poppies will be reduced. When I say this, Mr. Wang should understand."

"So, before Miss Meng went to the Golden Triangle, they had already sent someone over. After all, the strength of China's top medicinal material group should not be underestimated."

Wang Hao groped his chin and thought, "I'm afraid it's not that simple. Although my friend is a female, she is not stupid. I don't believe she will be so easy to get the trick."

"Of course, Miss Meng is not only brilliant, but also courageous. The killer sent over from the Golden Triangle was not only played around by her. She also killed some of them."

"But an open spear is easy to hide from a dark arrow. In addition to such an over-the-face method, there are some tricks in the dark."

"As far as I know, Miss Meng once hid in the largest temple in Bangkok for some time. I don't know why."

"After a while, Miss Meng flew to the Golden Triangle in person again, and I'm not clear about the rest."

Based on the clues, Wang Hao kept restoring what happened in his mind.

After a minute, Wang Hao handed the check for 120 million U.S. dollars to Wang Zichun.

"This news is very useful, but it's not detailed enough. Who has worked on the Golden Triangle? I want to know:"

"Here in Bangkok, I also need to know who has helped them. With Meng Wenjun's character, she can hide in the temple for a period of time. Those people are definitely not using ordinary methods."

"The Golden Triangle is too chaotic for those people to survive, so these people must be from Bangkok."

"I need to know all the information about these people!"

Wang Zichun looked at the check in Wang Hao's hand, and after a long period of entanglement, he refused.

"Excuse me, Mr. Wang, some of the people Ms. Meng provoke are not trivial. You ask us to investigate all of their information. I'm afraid it will be a little troublesome."

"We are only businessmen, and peace is the most important thing, and we don't want to provoke the lunatics in the Golden Triangle."

Wang Hao smiled slightly and stuffed the check in Wang Zichun's hand.

"One hundred and twenty million is just a deposit, and one ton of gold will be offered after the event is completed."

Now Wang Zichun is a little moved. According to the market value, one ton of gold is worth thirty or forty million US dollars.

But this is just data, not reality. In reality, you may not buy a ton of gold for 50 million dollars.

Gold is stronger than any currency internationally. The effect of a ton of gold is far greater than the effect of 100 million U.S. dollars.

"This... this kind of thing is no longer my choice. I need to report to the boss."

"no problem!"

Wang Zichun took two steps to the side and dialed a phone quietly.

"Boss, I have something to report to you..."

After a while, Wang Zichun came over.

"Mr. Wang, I have to say that your handwriting is really big. A ton of gold is a lot of money!"

"Our boss has agreed to this sale, but there is a small premise, that is, we have to confirm whether your funds are sufficient."

"No problem! This is as it should be."

Wang Hao read out a bank account. Wang Zichun took out his tablet to check it, frowning and said: "Mr. Wang, why does your ton of gold exist in Bank of China."

"Hahaha!"

"You are a little joke! I am from China, why can't my money be deposited in Bank of China?"

"Could it be that China is so strong that you can't get this ton of gold?"

Wang Zichun thought for a while, and then he was relieved: "Of course there is no such problem. According to the data, Mr. Wang's ton of gold is clean. So as long as the procedures comply with the regulations, China should not stop it."

"That's not it! As long as the gold is real and there is no problem, you don't care which bank it exists in."

"Since you have made a request, then I have to make a small request."

"Mr. Wang, please say!"

"That said, I want to see some things that others can't see, and I paid such a big price. I don't want to just get some ordinary information, I want something that others don't know."

"Of course there is no problem, our club's business philosophy is like this."

"Such the best, I am a little tired today and send us up."

"Mr. Wang, please come with me."

This gold is naturally obtained by Wang Hao in a Chinese Ghost Story. As a man standing on the top of the world, Wang Hao is worth a hundred tons of gold.

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"Unexpectedly, your exit was actually located opposite the largest temple in Bangkok! You are a little ironic!"

"Mr. Wang is really humorous. Our club has exits and entrances throughout Bangkok. It's just that this temple was where Miss Meng once stayed. I believe Mr. Wang would be interested to take a look."

Wang Hao patted Wang Zichun on the shoulder and smiled: "You are very promising, and the service industry needs talents like you."

"Thank you Mr. Wang for the compliment, then I won't bother."

"Okay, you go back! Once you find the information, just tell me."

Wang Zichun said another polite sentence to Wang Hao, and then returned to the huge underground clubhouse.

When Wang Zichun left, Gao Xiaoyue immediately took Wang Hao's hand and said pitifully, "Big Brother Wang, why are you on drugs! That stuff is not a good thing."

Wang Hao was amused by Xiaoyue's appearance. He took out the small bottle, shook it in front of Xiaoyue and said, "Little girl, don't cry! This stuff is a good thing. Would you like to have some."

"No! Brother Wang, you will go back to the drug rehabilitation center with me now, you must give up this thing."

As soon as Xiaoyue finished speaking, before Wang Hao could respond, the mobile phone in his pocket suddenly rang.

Um?

Why is Ye Wanmin calling at this time?

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