America’s Big Hero

"It's a good thing, after all, there are still 10,000 US dollars per month." Yuri comforted with a smile.

Sol snorted, picked up the wine and downed it in one gulp, he is still aggrieved now.

"Of course, you can remind me once every time you receive 10,000 yuan!" Sean narrowed his eyes and raised the corners of his mouth slightly.

"Let's not talk about this, you are financially free now, what are your plans in the future." Yuri picked up the wine glass and touched the two of them again, "I wanted to draw you to my side before, you must have done better than me Well, now, no need."

That's not necessarily the case, Xiao En straightened his face, put down his wine glass, put his arms around the shoulders of the two men, pulled their heads over and said in a low voice, "I'm going to...!"

"Huh?" Sol was taken aback, thinking he had heard it wrong.

"Ah!" Yuri stared, and thought of something instantly, "The Rockefellers? That's not easy, maybe I'll get myself into it."

"You're crazy!" Saul grabbed Sean.

Xiao En lowered his voice and continued: "He Yuegang knows that there are a lot of rich people, and there are a lot of new rich people over there, and they don't know how to protect themselves. As long as they do it, they will succeed, and it will be no problem to make tens of millions. "

"I have made all the plans. The richest man over there is surnamed..., and they will go back to the United States directly after it is done. They have nothing to do!" Sean said with a serious face, how to hijack a car from the top of the mountain, how to bring a bomb to communicate, how to ambush The threat of snipers in the air made them dare not retaliate. The Chinese traditions of emphasizing their children's successors are well said.

Apparently this has been planned for a long time, with a high success rate.

"Tens of millions?" Saul gritted his teeth, "Hong Kong dollars?"

"Dollar!"

"hiss!!!"

"Done!" Yuri shivered violently as if his body had been electrocuted, "Call Jonas and the others!"

"But how did the money enter the United States!" Sol's face became more creased.

"You are a lawyer, you go find a way to find someone to clean up."

"I..." Sol struggled, this is against the law!

After a while, he gritted his teeth and waved his hand fiercely, "Done!"

"Slap!" Sean raised his hand and slapped each of them on the back of the head, which made them look confused.

"What the hell are you thinking, you two don't have a good thing, a gun is blackmailed, you break the law and discipline, am I, Sean, this kind of person!"

"Shit, I thought you were serious!" Yuri cursed.

"Impossible!" Saul stared at Sean, "This plan is very strict. As a lawyer, I can't see any loopholes. As long as I grasp the heart of the other party's beloved son, it is basically impossible to fail, even if I can't get the money. There is the threat of a hidden sniper, and the other party dare not retaliate, so safety is absolutely guaranteed."

"You must have planned it a long time ago, and you have also learned Chinese!" As if he had caught evidence, Sol looked directly at Sean, trying to see clues from his face.

Sean chuckled, with an inscrutable look, which made Yuri puzzled again.

Sean reached out and knocked on the table, looking around the two of them, "Do you know the fastest way to get money?"

"Pack!" The two said in unison.

Sean rolled his eyes, "Okay, let's get down to business."

"Pan-poison." "Army-fire." Yuri and Sol gave different answers.

You call this a business?

"Fantasy? Heh!" Sean sneered, "Your gang must be doing this too."

As he said that, Sean stretched out his hand and pointed towards the dance floor below. Many people described it as crazy and intoxicated, and they must have flown by. "How many times the profit can you make?"

"Uh... how many times, it's all from other companies, at most double." Yuri didn't hide anything, it was just drug trafficking, which is really not a big deal in the United States.

Xiao En shook his head and said nothing. He didn't bother to ask about arms or anything. Low-end arms could only be sold by the ton in the private market.

"Yurui, the several kinds of wine you have here are all smuggled."

"Uh..." The change of thought was too fast, Yuri didn't react for a while, and said after a while: "It should be all smuggled, the customs said that the tariff on alcohol is too high, everyone can't bear it, of course, it's all from other people. It was brought over there, and a small gang like ours can't control the smuggling channels."

"What is the monthly sales volume of this high-end wine in your bar, and what is the price?" Sean continued to ask.

"I can't remember this, I'm going to look for the ledger."

"That's all right, that's it. You don't need to be too careful when you go to check the accounts at night. I just need to know the price of each of your wines and the approximate sales figures of these wines in a month." Sean ordered and stood up Come on, "That's it for today, let's go back and rest first."

He raised his finger and said, "My brain still hurts a bit. After all, someone shot my head off yesterday. See you tomorrow. I'll take the wine away."

"Hey, where are you going to live with me?"

"No need, just find a hotel." Sean raised the wine bottle high and shouted without looking back: "There is money."

"FK." Yuri cursed.

"A rich man, wouldn't it be lonely to sleep alone at night?" As soon as he reached the stairs, the woman who had just delivered the wine stuck to Sean's body, her hands firmly clamped Sean's arm, and the woman stretched out His tongue licked his lips, and his other hand slid across Sean's chest. His whole body twisted like a snake, getting lower and lower...

"You female fairy, it seems that the poor monk will spare you today..."

He found a hotel at random, and Sean slept well. When he woke up the next morning, he found that the wound on the back of his head was no longer painful. He was too lazy to go to the hospital. When I was taken aback.

This guy is holding his waist, his eye circles are all black...

"Is that Mexican girl from xx?"

"No!" Saul narrowed his eyes in recollection.

Seeing Sol's appearance, Sean shook his head, afraid that he would open the scoop again when he cut the suture, so think about it or forget it.

Leaving Sol in the hotel let him recuperate, and Sean went out to do errands by himself.

In the evening, when Yuri and Saul saw Sean again, they were in a place like a laboratory.

It was a rented house, and there were two large tables in the room, with a lot of experimental equipment on them.

Balances, round bottom flasks, distillation heads, thermometers, dropping funnels, Erlenmeyer flasks, glass stoppers, separatory funnels...

"What are these things?" Yuri asked, pointing to those things with a look of astonishment.

"Prepare to make money!" Wearing a white coat, Sean also specially wore plain glasses, looking like an experimenter holding a thermometer in one hand and a finger-thick bottom with a drop-shaped scale in the other. glass tube, "Know how to measure the alcohol content of a wine?"

The two shook their heads in astonishment.

"It needs to be measured at a certain temperature with this 'alcohol meter'." Sean raised the glass tube of the finger in his hand.

"No, what are you going to do?" Sol asked with a confused face.

"Make wine!" Sean raised his eyebrows, pointing his finger at the bottle of French Golden Flower V.S.O.P. Camus brandy.