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Don Ben swallowed his saliva subconsciously, as if he accidentally stepped on a cobra and was watched. He said dryly, "Don Ben, don Ben Siro."
Sato nodded and took a deep breath.
"Well, you die."
Many people feel numb when they hear it.
Sato's voice is like asking tangben to buy a la carte or take a box of cigarettes, but the content is sensational. Don Ben stood there, his face white with fright, and looked at Fukuyama for help.
Fukuyama's face was also gloomy. He said, "Mr. Sato, it's true that don Ben made a mistake first, but he is a cousin of my brother's girlfriend. I think highly of him. Can you see if he can..."
Sato impatient wave, eyes cold glanced at Fukuyama, "you start to kill him? Or do I kill you? "
Fukuyama's hair stands upright.
He struggled for a while, unwilling to take out a pistol from his arms, the black muzzle against the temple.
"Brother Fukuyama, you can't do this!" Don Ben was crying. After all, he stood out to provoke Sato for a long time, all at the instigation of Fukuyama, but he looked at the expression of big brother, Fukuyama eyes with pain and intolerance, which means that Fukuyama is really ready to shoot!
No one thought that Fukuyama was so cruel. He would kill him if he said so. He only heard a gunshot. His eyes were dull and his pupils were gradually spreading.
There was a hole in his head, and Fukuyama was covered with blood.
"Mr. Sato, are you satisfied?" Fukuyama's voice was hoarse and his chest heaved.
Sato did not answer, he said: "in half an hour, I want to see you sign the agreement, I do not want my team members with guns."
Said, Sato will be in the hands of the samurai sword sheath, straight into the center of the dividing line.
Snowflakes are falling on a cold night. The samurai sword was standing on the ground, like a tombstone at the head of a grave. Fukuyama bit his teeth and shivered all over.
"Go." Sato patted Lin Nan on the shoulder for a long time. "There's a cafe in front. Let's go and sit for a while."
Lin Nan frowned, "don't leave people, look at them?"
"No Sato side walk, side as if nothing said: "who cross the line to kill is." His voice is not big, but very clear, through the wind and snow into the Fushan group, each of their ears.
YeChuan and others hesitated and trotted to follow. At this time, Sato long God sense sound way: "turn to see, those people have not moved?"
Lin Nan was stunned. You're not so sure about your feelings. You're just acting there? At this time, it's OK for anyone to turn back, but as a cadre, Sato's achievements are broken as soon as he turns back, which shows that he is guilty. This task undoubtedly falls on Lin Nan, who is a driver in the eyes of Fushan group.
Turning around, Lin Nan sees that Fukuyama and Jinjing are staring at the samurai sword. His eyes are ready to move, but he doesn't move forward.
Maybe Sato's performance is too calm, as if OTA really wants to intervene at all costs, which leads to no one wants to be a leader.
Lin Nan looked back and made a safe gesture. When he saw Sato smile, he seemed to sigh about the wisdom of life and said: "you know, Yamashita Jun, many times he wants to win a fight, not to see who is fierce, but to see who is tough enough."
"If we are weak today, the Fushan team will not take it into consideration. If there's no accident, we'll wait for half an hour and it's over. "
"In case of an accident?" Lin Nan can't help asking. He felt that Fukuyama could manage his younger brother. There are a lot of people, fish and dragons in it. Many of them are local ruffians who dropped out of school in their early years and just hang out in the street. They are lawless with martial arts cultivation. Even the police are not responsible.
Sato is shaking his head: "Yamashita Jun, you do not behave like a Japanese."
Lin Nan heart a tight, he dropped his eyes to cover up the strange color.
"The bottom members of the Fushan group are not afraid of death, but they are afraid of profit. When he dies, he can't enjoy it. Fushan group's industry in Yulong Street has a monthly net profit of over 100 million yuan, which is enough for him to buy a sports car every month and play with a Japanese first-line female star. He has 300 younger brothers
"People are afraid of death when they climb to a high position." Sato smiles. "What do you want to do when you join the OTA group? Wealth? Women? Power? Yamashita, I can't see those in your eyes. "
Not only Sato is staring at Lin Nan, but also YeChuan and others are looking at him warily.
About identity, has been Lin Nan's number one problem. He can't guarantee that the fake identity of "under the mountain" is perfect. Once exposed, it is equivalent to being trapped in a den of thieves.
After careful consideration, Lin Nan organized the wording in the shortest time. Sato's voice fell. Less than half a second later, he said with ease: "Mr. Sato, my father is the president, but I don't want to inherit the family business. Joining the OTA group is a sudden thought. I want to prove to him that it's not running a company that can make money. I have my own ideas."
Sato squinted for a long time and didn't speak for a long time.
At first glance, it seems reasonable that an aspiring college student is rebellious and doesn't listen to his father's advice. Then he goes into the underworld in a rage There are many people like this, but most of them are very miserable. They can't stand the entrance procedure of the underworld to sweep the toilet for a month, so they escape and become free coolies. They have to be beaten up and ask for a large sum of money from their families.Sato glanced at Lin Nan for a long time.
However, this young man is too stable to be a rebellious college student. When he killed Maocun, Lin Nan's old way of doing things could not be explained. Just like what YeChuan said, he had many mysteries.
"Forget it, just go in and have a cup of coffee."
Sato long pause, "YeChuan, you take a few people to guard outside, by the way, look at the movement of Fukuyama group, I and Yamashita Jun have something to talk about alone."
"Yes." Nods nods respectfully. He stops in front of the coffee shop with the brown cat's head, hands behind him, and stands guard with his head held high.
At the same time, there is a sense of peace in the eyes of YeChuan and others. Sato finally remembered that the young man was unidentified!
If Lin Nan can't give the Datian group a satisfactory reply, it is estimated that they will have to fight each other against this new colleague.
Lin Nan is certainly aware of this.
This is the key to whether he can enter the Datian group. Every sentence should be like walking on thin ice, careful again and again, and never show his feet.
Ding Dong.
When you open the glass door, the bell on the top makes a clear sound.
there is a lovely pink satin on the top, and the decoration in the store is mainly simple cartoon style. Maybe the store manager is a girl?
The coffee shop is not big. It covers less than 40 square meters and has only eight tables.
But it's clean, the floor is shiny, the tables are smooth, and there are free sweets on each table. It's a toffee from mingtiangong. It's not cheap.
Lin Nan looked at the sparse shop. I'm afraid that because of the fierce competition of Fushan group, no one has come here for a long time. Is it not afraid of losing money to put such expensive sugar?
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Don Ben swallowed his saliva subconsciously, as if he accidentally stepped on a cobra and was watched. He said dryly, "Don Ben, don Ben Siro."
Sato nodded and took a deep breath.
"Well, you die."
Many people feel numb when they hear it.
Sato's voice is like asking tangben to buy a la carte or take a box of cigarettes, but the content is sensational. Don Ben stood there, his face white with fright, and looked at Fukuyama for help.
Fukuyama's face was also gloomy. He said, "Mr. Sato, it's true that don Ben made a mistake first, but he is a cousin of my brother's girlfriend. I think highly of him. Can you see if he can..."
Sato impatient wave, eyes cold glanced at Fukuyama, "you start to kill him? Or do I kill you? "
Fukuyama's hair stands upright.
He struggled for a while, unwilling to take out a pistol from his arms, the black muzzle against the temple.
"Brother Fukuyama, you can't do this!" Don Ben was crying. After all, he stood out to provoke Sato for a long time, all at the instigation of Fukuyama, but he looked at the expression of big brother, Fukuyama eyes with pain and intolerance, which means that Fukuyama is really ready to shoot!
No one thought that Fukuyama was so cruel. He would kill him if he said so. He only heard a gunshot. His eyes were dull and his pupils were gradually spreading.
There was a hole in his head, and Fukuyama was covered with blood.
"Mr. Sato, are you satisfied?" Fukuyama's voice was hoarse and his chest heaved.
Sato did not answer, he said: "in half an hour, I want to see you sign the agreement, I do not want my team members with guns."
Said, Sato will be in the hands of the samurai sword sheath, straight into the center of the dividing line.
Snowflakes are falling on a cold night. The samurai sword was standing on the ground, like a tombstone at the head of a grave. Fukuyama bit his teeth and shivered all over.
"Go." Sato patted Lin Nan on the shoulder for a long time. "There's a cafe in front. Let's go and sit for a while."
Lin Nan frowned, "don't leave people, look at them?"
"No Sato side walk, side as if nothing said: "who cross the line to kill is." His voice is not big, but very clear, through the wind and snow into the Fushan group, each of their ears.
YeChuan and others hesitated and trotted to follow. At this time, Sato long God sense sound way: "turn to see, those people have not moved?"
Lin Nan was stunned. You're not so sure about your feelings. You're just acting there? At this time, it's OK for anyone to turn back, but as a cadre, Sato's achievements are broken as soon as he turns back, which shows that he is guilty. This task undoubtedly falls on Lin Nan, who is a driver in the eyes of Fushan group.
Turning around, Lin Nan sees that Fukuyama and Jinjing are staring at the samurai sword. His eyes are ready to move, but he doesn't move forward.
Maybe Sato's performance is too calm, as if OTA really wants to intervene at all costs, which leads to no one wants to be a leader.
Lin Nan looked back and made a safe gesture. When he saw Sato smile, he seemed to sigh about the wisdom of life and said: "you know, Yamashita Jun, many times he wants to win a fight, not to see who is fierce, but to see who is tough enough."
"If we are weak today, the Fushan team will not take it into consideration. If there's no accident, we'll wait for half an hour and it's over. "
"In case of an accident?" Lin Nan can't help asking. He felt that Fukuyama could manage his younger brother. There are a lot of people, fish and dragons in it. Many of them are local ruffians who dropped out of school in their early years and just hang out in the street. They are lawless with martial arts cultivation. Even the police are not responsible.
Sato is shaking his head: "Yamashita Jun, you do not behave like a Japanese."
Lin Nan heart a tight, he dropped his eyes to cover up the strange color.
"The bottom members of the Fushan group are not afraid of death, but they are afraid of profit. When he dies, he can't enjoy it. Fushan group's industry in Yulong Street has a monthly net profit of over 100 million yuan, which is enough for him to buy a sports car every month and play with a Japanese first-line female star. He has 300 younger brothers
"People are afraid of death when they climb to a high position." Sato smiles. "What do you want to do when you join the OTA group? Wealth? Women? Power? Yamashita, I can't see those in your eyes. "
Not only Sato is staring at Lin Nan, but also YeChuan and others are looking at him warily.
About identity, has been Lin Nan's number one problem. He can't guarantee that the fake identity of "under the mountain" is perfect. Once exposed, it is equivalent to being trapped in a den of thieves.
After careful consideration, Lin Nan organized the wording in the shortest time. Sato's voice fell. Less than half a second later, he said with ease: "Mr. Sato, my father is the president, but I don't want to inherit the family business. Joining the OTA group is a sudden thought. I want to prove to him that it's not running a company that can make money. I have my own ideas."
Sato squinted for a long time and didn't speak for a long time.
At first glance, it seems reasonable that an aspiring college student is rebellious and doesn't listen to his father's advice. Then he goes into the underworld in a rage There are many people like this, but most of them are very miserable. They can't stand the entrance procedure of the underworld to sweep the toilet for a month, so they escape and become free coolies. They have to be beaten up and ask for a large sum of money from their families.Sato glanced at Lin Nan for a long time.
However, this young man is too stable to be a rebellious college student. When he killed Maocun, Lin Nan's old way of doing things could not be explained. Just like what YeChuan said, he had many mysteries.
"Forget it, just go in and have a cup of coffee."
Sato long pause, "YeChuan, you take a few people to guard outside, by the way, look at the movement of Fukuyama group, I and Yamashita Jun have something to talk about alone."
"Yes." Nods nods respectfully. He stops in front of the coffee shop with the brown cat's head, hands behind him, and stands guard with his head held high.
At the same time, there is a sense of peace in the eyes of YeChuan and others. Sato finally remembered that the young man was unidentified!
If Lin Nan can't give the Datian group a satisfactory reply, it is estimated that they will have to fight each other against this new colleague.
Lin Nan is certainly aware of this.
This is the key to whether he can enter the Datian group. Every sentence should be like walking on thin ice, careful again and again, and never show his feet.
Ding Dong.
When you open the glass door, the bell on the top makes a clear sound.
there is a lovely pink satin on the top, and the decoration in the store is mainly simple cartoon style. Maybe the store manager is a girl?
The coffee shop is not big. It covers less than 40 square meters and has only eight tables.
But it's clean, the floor is shiny, the tables are smooth, and there are free sweets on each table. It's a toffee from mingtiangong. It's not cheap.
Lin Nan looked at the sparse shop. I'm afraid that because of the fierce competition of Fushan group, no one has come here for a long time. Is it not afraid of losing money to put such expensive sugar?
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Don Ben swallowed his saliva subconsciously, as if he accidentally stepped on a cobra and was watched. He said dryly, "Don Ben, don Ben Siro." Sato nodded and took a deep breath. "Well, you die." Many people feel numb when they hear it. Sato's voice is like asking tangben to buy a la carte or take a box of cigarettes, but the content is sensational. Don Ben stood there, his face white with fright, and looked at Fukuyama for help. Fukuyama's face was also gloomy. He said, "Mr. Sato, it's true that don Ben made a mistake first, but he is a cousin of my brother's girlfriend. I think highly of him. Can you see if he can..." Sato impatient wave, eyes cold glanced at Fukuyama, "you start to kill him? Or do I kill you? " Fukuyama's hair stands upright. He struggled for a while, unwilling to take out a pistol from his arms, the black muzzle against the temple. "Brother Fukuyama, you can't do this!" Don Ben was crying. After all, he stood out to provoke Sato for a long time, all at the instigation of Fukuyama, but he looked at the expression of big brother, Fukuyama eyes with pain and intolerance, which means that Fukuyama is really ready to shoot! No one thought that Fukuyama was so cruel. He would kill him if he said so. He only heard a gunshot. His eyes were dull and his pupils were gradually spreading. There was a hole in his head, and Fukuyama was covered with blood. "Mr. Sato, are you satisfied?" Fukuyama's voice was hoarse and his chest heaved. Sato did not answer, he said: "in half an hour, I want to see you sign the agreement, I do not want my team members with guns." Said, Sato will be in the hands of the samurai sword sheath, straight into the center of the dividing line. Snowflakes are falling on a cold night. The samurai sword was standing on the ground, like a tombstone at the head of a grave. Fukuyama bit his teeth and shivered all over. "Go." Sato patted Lin Nan on the shoulder for a long time. "There's a cafe in front. Let's go and sit for a while." Lin Nan frowned, "don't leave people, look at them?" "No Sato side walk, side as if nothing said: "who cross the line to kill is." His voice is not big, but very clear, through the wind and snow into the Fushan group, each of their ears. YeChuan and others hesitated and trotted to follow. At this time, Sato long God sense sound way: "turn to see, those people have not moved?" Lin Nan was stunned. You're not so sure about your feelings. You're just acting there? At this time, it's OK for anyone to turn back, but as a cadre, Sato's achievements are broken as soon as he turns back, which shows that he is guilty. This task undoubtedly falls on Lin Nan, who is a driver in the eyes of Fushan group. Turning around, Lin Nan sees that Fukuyama and Jinjing are staring at the samurai sword. His eyes are ready to move, but he doesn't move forward. Maybe Sato's performance is too calm, as if OTA really wants to intervene at all costs, which leads to no one wants to be a leader. Lin Nan looked back and made a safe gesture. When he saw Sato smile, he seemed to sigh about the wisdom of life and said: "you know, Yamashita Jun, many times he wants to win a fight, not to see who is fierce, but to see who is tough enough." "If we are weak today, the Fushan team will not take it into consideration. If there's no accident, we'll wait for half an hour and it's over. " "In case of an accident?" Lin Nan can't help asking. He felt that Fukuyama could manage his younger brother. There are a lot of people, fish and dragons in it. Many of them are local ruffians who dropped out of school in their early years and just hang out in the street. They are lawless with martial arts cultivation. Even the police are not responsible. Sato is shaking his head: "Yamashita Jun, you do not behave like a Japanese." Lin Nan heart a tight, he dropped his eyes to cover up the strange color. "The bottom members of the Fushan group are not afraid of death, but they are afraid of profit. When he dies, he can't enjoy it. Fushan group's industry in Yulong Street has a monthly net profit of over 100 million yuan, which is enough for him to buy a sports car every month and play with a Japanese first-line female star. He has 300 younger brothers "People are afraid of death when they climb to a high position." Sato smiles. "What do you want to do when you join the OTA group? Wealth? Women? Power? Yamashita, I can't see those in your eyes. " Not only Sato is staring at Lin Nan, but also YeChuan and others are looking at him warily. About identity, has been Lin Nan's number one problem. He can't guarantee that the fake identity of "under the mountain" is perfect. Once exposed, it is equivalent to being trapped in a den of thieves. After careful consideration, Lin Nan organized the wording in the shortest time. Sato's voice fell. Less than half a second later, he said with ease: "Mr. Sato, my father is the president, but I don't want to inherit the family business. Joining the OTA group is a sudden thought. I want to prove to him that it's not running a company that can make money. I have my own ideas." Sato squinted for a long time and didn't speak for a long time. At first glance, it seems reasonable that an aspiring college student is rebellious and doesn't listen to his father's advice. Then he goes into the underworld in a rage There are many people like this, but most of them are very miserable. They can't stand the entrance procedure of the underworld to sweep the toilet for a month, so they escape and become free coolies. They have to be beaten up and ask for a large sum of money from their families.Sato glanced at Lin Nan for a long time. However, this young man is too stable to be a rebellious college student. When he killed Maocun, Lin Nan's old way of doing things could not be explained. Just like what YeChuan said, he had many mysteries. "Forget it, just go in and have a cup of coffee." Sato long pause, "YeChuan, you take a few people to guard outside, by the way, look at the movement of Fukuyama group, I and Yamashita Jun have something to talk about alone." "Yes." Nods nods respectfully. He stops in front of the coffee shop with the brown cat's head, hands behind him, and stands guard with his head held high. At the same time, there is a sense of peace in the eyes of YeChuan and others. Sato finally remembered that the young man was unidentified! If Lin Nan can't give the Datian group a satisfactory reply, it is estimated that they will have to fight each other against this new colleague. Lin Nan is certainly aware of this. This is the key to whether he can enter the Datian group. Every sentence should be like walking on thin ice, careful again and again, and never show his feet. Ding Dong. When you open the glass door, the bell on the top makes a clear sound. there is a lovely pink satin on the top, and the decoration in the store is mainly simple cartoon style. Maybe the store manager is a girl? The coffee shop is not big. It covers less than 40 square meters and has only eight tables. But it's clean, the floor is shiny, the tables are smooth, and there are free sweets on each table. It's a toffee from mingtiangong. It's not cheap. Lin Nan looked at the sparse shop. I'm afraid that because of the fierce competition of Fushan group, no one has come here for a long time. Is it not afraid of losing money to put such expensive sugar? www.mylovenovel.com , the fastest update of the webnovel!
