I haven't been a boss for many years

Jason said aloud: "Mexicans have been doing business in Mexico more than ten years ago. They started by selling hemp leaves. Later, they were defeated by their opponents in Mexico and fled to Honolulu with the money. They are well-known businessmen in Mexico. Five years ago A resource recovery center was built."

"It is now the largest waste recycler in the state of Hawaii, and has a near monopoly in the market in Honolulu and adjoining cities."

Zhang Guobin nodded, raised his hand and snapped his fingers: "Investigate the businessman named Bags."

"Understood, Brother Bin."

The target boy took out a mobile phone, squinted at the nigger, and dialed a phone: "Look up Baggs, a junk business in Honolulu."

"receive."

The Grand Council has a huge network of contacts in Honolulu. If you need to check a person, you can directly retrieve the police files. If you want to have afternoon tea with the governor of Hawaii, you can also arrange a restaurant immediately.

3 minutes.

"Beep beep." The call back sounded.

The target boy picked up the phone and pressed the answer button: "Bags was born in the slums of Monterrey, Mexico. He had his first criminal record at the age of 8. He became the boss of the local gang at the age of 23. He now lives in the city of Leon Mountain in Xiangshan."

"Seven years ago, I smuggled into North America and started to get in touch with the waste recycling business. Now the company is not small and has been laundered, and there are still some gangsters from the time of crime by my side."

"Now he's at the Leon Cigar Bar, smoking cigars and drinking red wine with some business people."

"Any more?"

The person on the phone shook his head: "No more."

"This is not a nice guy."

The target boy hung up the phone and looked forward: "Bingo, Baggs is at the Leon Cigar Bar, he lives in Leon Mountain City, no.

nice guy.

To put it bluntly.

Mostly other information, such as who Baggs was with and how many bodyguards he had. _o_m

None of this matters.

Zhang Guobin smiled and said: "Understood, there are a lot of blood debts in hand."

"Ahao, get ready, we're going to smoke cigars and drink red wine too!" He waved his hand and turned to leave.

Li Chenghao gave the black ghost a cold look.

Jason sat on the ground, his psychological fear completely outweighed his physical pain, and he could find out what Baggs was doing with just one phone call.

What kind of big shot did he accidentally run into just now? As for whether to provoke the other party, Jason is no longer considering it, because he is not qualified to provoke the other party at all, and what the other party does is purely based on his mood, just like bypassing his life now .

Bags is a middle-aged man in a suit, with a pot belly, gray temples, and a round nose.

At this moment, in the VIP box of the cigar bar, he raised his legs and used a cigar cutter to gently cut off the cigar head.

After burning until it was red, he stood up and handed the cigar respectfully to a black man in front of him: "Mr. Paster."

The black boss named Pastor took the cigar, sat carelessly on his seat, and took a deep breath, showing satisfaction.

The owner of the scrap recycler who monopolizes the state of Hawaii, in the party at the cigar bar, he didn't shout and drink, and he was full of domineering boss demeanor.

On the contrary, he was cautious, courteous and thoughtful, and played a low role to the real estate developers, freight bosses, and bankers in front of him.After failure, none of the people who can make a comeback is a fool. Those who fail in the underworld and turn to do business in the underworld are the elite among the elite.

"Baggs, the loan you applied for last time has been approved, and it will arrive within half a month." A white banker said aloud.

Baggs looked happy, quickly raised the red wine glass, and said with a flattering smile: "Thank you, Mr. York, I will transfer that share to the overseas account."

York nodded calmly: "The account from last time will do."

Waste recycling is also a sunrise industry in North America. If the company's procedures are compliant and the documents are sound, it is easy to apply for large bank loans.

York's status in the bank cannot guarantee the approval of every loan application, but he is qualified to get stuck in a large loan halfway, occupying a fat water level that must be managed. He likes this kind of small boss in a sunrise industry the most.

When Baggs fled to North America, overseas bankers had tens of millions of dollars in black money, and there was not much money left after laundering.

I can't do big business such as real estate, shipping, and automobiles at all, and I don't want to start a small business for retirement. After focusing on the waste recycling business, I relied on my subordinates to solve a few problems, and started to contact several bosses to cooperate with each other. resources, the business is getting bigger and bigger.

Several bosses have also reaped a lot of benefits from the waste factory of Bags. Real estate developers can undertake the expansion project of the factory, and freight companies can undertake delivery orders... Unknowingly, Bags has also accumulated a lot in North America. Popularity, but he has the lowest status among the big bosses.

Because, if the business of Baggs wants to continue to expand and develop, it cannot do without the help of several bosses.

Since the initial capital chain is not enough, he still faces the risk of breaking the chain and going bankrupt at any time, and there are still many ways for several bosses to leave his business.

This made Bags unable to hold his head up in front of several people, but the group of fierce men under Bags was also his confidence that was different from other bosses.

The big bosses need a helper to solve troubles, and at critical moments, they can also help to top the bag.

This time, Baggs hadn't even finished smoking a thin cigar, when a series of gunshots suddenly sounded at the door of the cigar bar: "Come on!"

"Bang bang shatter!"

"Da da da, da ether da."

Sitting on the sofa, he got up suddenly, his reaction was faster than the others present, and his expression was calmer than most: "What if you do it?"

But when the sound of a submachine gun sounded, Baggs couldn't sit still, and immediately ran to the back door of the cigar bar.

The other bosses just came back to their senses, and their expressions were a little flustered.

"fuck your mother!"

"Who did it, it couldn't have been me, it couldn't have been you, Pastor!" cried York.Come back to him.

There are only the board of directors, the FBI, and there can be no killers.

Pastor yelled, "Shet!"

"Shut up, you!"

Li Chenghao unlocked the electronic lock of the back door from the outside, swaggered open the door, and looked at Baggs in front with a smile: "Hi, Mr. Baggs."

"How did you know this place!" Baggs was shocked.

First, he was shocked by Li Chenghao's big chest muscles, second, he was shocked by his complexion, and third, he was shocked by his appearance.

Li Chenghao shrugged his shoulders and said aloud: "Because I like smoking cigars."

"It's a pity that your subordinates don't seem to welcome me. I hope God and heaven welcome them. Now, they have gone up." He lowered his head and glanced at his watch.

Outside, the gunfire went off.

Baggs retreated step by step to the corridor, and turned his head to see that a well-mannered young Chinese man in a black suit and tie was already sitting on the sofa, with his legs up and his cuffs rolled up, ready to taste a cigar.

Pastor and York stood by with their hands tied.

Everyone stared at a submachine gun in the back.

They looked at Baggs angrily.

Baggs looked innocent and bewildered.

After Zhang Guobin took the cigar, he took out a business card from the inner pocket of his suit, waved his hands and flew to Baggs, saying, "Newly printed business card."

"The first one is for you."

Baggs spread his hands on his business card, took a look at it, and stared: "Zhang Guobin, chairman of Dagong Resources Recycling Company?"

Zhang Guobin picked up a glass of red wine and nodded: "Do you know who Zhang Guobin is!"

Chapter 736 Name is Important

"clear."

Baggs nodded immediately, and said with honorifics: "Dear Mr. Zhang, Chairman of Dagong Resources Recycling."

"Ah."

Zhang Guobin nodded with a clear expression, then stared at Bags suddenly, and turned his eyes to York, Pastor and others. York and Pascoe both bent down, smiling all over their faces, with humble expressions, but lacked real respect in their eyes.

He suddenly realized that his name was only known in the Chinese circle.

North America is also a country with a population of hundreds of millions. California alone has more than 3000 million people, and Hawaii has a population of more than 100 million (because it is an archipelago, a tourist area, and the entrance is low)

A person with a head and a face among the Chinese may not necessarily be prominent in the ghost circle, especially the particularity of the Dagong Group, which is destined to communicate with top politicians and business tycoons.

It is normal for regional upper-class people like York and Pastor not to have heard of his name.

"Brother Bin, do you want to kill one?" Li Chenghao stood behind Bags and said with a sneer, "Let them hear your name."

"no need."

Zhang Guobin smiled modestly and said in English: "It's okay."

"This time, I specifically wanted to negotiate a deal with Mr. Bags. Several gentlemen happened to be present, so stay and watch."

York and Pastor both breathed a sigh of relief.

"call."

"As long as it's not looking for me."

Baggs, on the other hand, was nervous, and asked as if he had a premonition: "What needs does Mr. Zhang have?"

"There is no need, I just want to buy your resource recycling factory." Zhang Guobin swept his trouser legs, and slowly raised a finger: "1000 million US dollars."

"How about it?"

"Ten million dollars!" York exclaimed.

Baggs clenched his fists and shouted, "The investment in the second phase of the factory exceeds 1000 million dollars!"

"If you want to buy my company with 1000 million US dollars, you might as well grab it." He glanced at York, and York nodded imperceptibly.

Zhang Guobin turned his eyes to take a panoramic view of the small movements, and nodded: "Simply grab it."

"boom!"

The target boy took out a pistol, pointed it at Baggs' knee and pulled the trigger, and Baggs knelt on the ground directly, screaming: "Ah! FUCK!"

Li Chenghao grinned, grabbed his hair, and slammed it hard at the cigar cabinet beside him.

"Ah!"

The glass on which a cigar was kneeling exploded, and Baggs's face was covered with shards of glass, and he was dragged to the table by Ahao. He pressed the back of his head with one hand, and pressed to death on the table.

"Money or life, choose one yourself?"

Baggs opened his mouth tremblingly, "Kill me."

'You can't get a company either.

"Good."

Li Chenghao smiled brighter.

"Beep, beep, beep." The siren sounded outside the cigar bar, and five police cars were parked at the door. The police were wearing bulletproof vests, armed with submachine guns, and fully armed.

There are also police officers who took out bulletproof shields and shotguns from the trunk, and each piece of body armor was covered with grenades and flash bombs.

Outside the door, the rustling footsteps of the policemen sounded, accompanied by warnings.

Twenty police officers are entering the scene in batches.

Baggs sneered on the desktop, "Hehe, I'm in a legitimate business, and I want to use illegal means to acquire it, it's wishful thinking!"

"The police are here, either kill me, or leave Honolulu, you can't play with me..."

Unmoved, Zhang Guobin sat on a chair, smoked a cigar, and said aloud, "The gunshots just now will attract the police, but the police will not come so fast and so many."

"The patrol police will not take action immediately, but will call for support depending on the situation, and wait for the armed forces to take action. The police's tactics are so decisive now. Apart from the gunshots, is there an alarm in the room?"

York was sweating coldly, his hands trembling, and he buried his head deeply.

Baggs looked disdainful, "You know the police very well, little bastard."

"I don't really understand."

"One of his subordinates happened to be the chief of the police." Zhang Guobin said, holding up the cigar filter, a group of police officers

He rushed into the cigar room with a gun, and when he saw the gunman and the wounded in the cigar room, he immediately showed a horrified expression and shouted "First warning, put down the gun"

"Second warning, put down the gun!"

"Third warning!"

Zhang Guobin nodded slightly.

The brothers put down their guns, but they still held the corners of the bosses' clothes and used them as meat shields in front of them.