In Las Vegas, at the gaming table, well-dressed young men entered a chess and card room, accompanied by a group of bodyguards and entourage.
Then he sat on the sofa with his lover tonight and waited for the guests on his trip.
"The fairy song of the crystal studio, do you like it, baby? Although it is not G's handwriting, it also won the best creative award in the MIC Creative Masters. It suits you tonight."
Carl bit the woman's earlobe and put the jewelry box handed over by his entourage into the woman's hand, which caused the blonde girl to exclaim in exclamations.
"It's so beautiful... I want you to wear it for me..."
The woman sat on Carl's lap, and after hearing her gift, she hugged the man's head with her backhand, as if she wanted to send a sweet kiss.
Although there were still bodyguards and entourage standing in the room, Carl, who was embraced by the beautiful woman, was left alone and the girl on him began to adjust. until…
"Mr. Carl, Mr. Andrew is here."
Someone knocked on the door and walked in. After a few whispers from the entourage who greeted Karl, he walked respectfully to the young man.
"Here? Baby, will you go to the room and wait for me first?"
Carl glanced at the time on the wall, patted the beautiful woman on her ass to signal the other person to get up, and even gave a picky look when the beautiful woman got up and left.
When the beauty reluctantly walked out of the room, Carl sat up a little bit, and Mr. Andrew, who was in his entourage, walked into the room under the leadership of the staff in the block.
"I didn't expect that you would really dare to come to the meeting. With so many gamblers in Las Vegas, are you not afraid of being targeted by a desperate guy as a bounty?"
Carl looked at the man with blond hair and blue eyes who looked very gentleman. Although he did not get up, he still smiled and gestured for him to sit down.
"There is no way, I just got overcast in Heihe. If you don't come to Karl, I'm afraid you will see my death in a newspaper within three months."
Andrew shrugged, looking helpless.
"You don't seem to have arrived at school like everyone said."
Carl chuckled softly, and the people beside him brought champagne to them in due course.
"Also, I don't believe that Rockefeller is your only choice."
"But I was the first one who thought of coming to you, work, compared to the other group of hungry wolves who wish to snatch away every penny bill, and then the bones will not be left to you. I still like being so refreshing with Karl. Dealing with people."
Andrew thanked him, and the waiter's wine, leaning on the front mansion, seemed to be anxious to prove something.
"You are really anxious! Then let's talk about official business first."
Carl looked at the young man in front of him, chuckled and put the goblet on the table, and then stared at the friend he accidentally knew seriously.
For help, you can steal book tickets like stealing food. Come steal the book tickets of your friends and vote for me.
"But as far as I know, your credit doesn't seem to be very good. As everyone knows, you sit on this chair with your back to Heihe, but you kicked your partner away not long ago. There are those who are willing to serve the Rockefeller family. Lots of people. So why do we have to risk offending Heihe to cooperate with Mr. Andrew?"
"Heihe's things are actually not to blame for me. My biggest wish in life is to hold a lot of banknotes and live until the day when they are spent clean. But that little guy in Heihe doesn't just want to move my money. Bag, I still want my life!"
Andrew talked about his tragic situation indignantly, then stared at Karl's blue glasses, which were obviously much lighter than him, and showed a deep smile.
"That's the son of a white lunatic, what else can I do?"
After hearing the three words "white madman", Carlton was silent, and the expression on his face gradually became weird.
Andrew looked at the silent Carl, and Carl also thought about what Andrew said, staring at those very blue eyes, and did not speak for a long time.
The white lunatic is famous in the nut country. Especially in the Rockefeller family. Even more so, no one knows that no one knows... Of course it is a thorn in the flesh.
Although Andrew said that he broke with Heihe because Heihe used him as a money printing machine and cannon fodder, but Karl is neither a deaf, blind nor a fool. How could he completely believe what Andrew said
In Carl's view, Bai Hao's approach to opening the door was just an excuse for Andrew, a ***.
Although the guy in front of him is a very good card player, he is also a crazy gambler, a liar, a poisonous snake that truly belongs to the Garden of Eden.
and so…
"I'm sorry, what Rockefeller needs are allies that can bring value, not trouble. Unless you can show greater value, I cannot accept your surrender on behalf of the Rockefeller family."
After thinking for a while, Carl shook his head. Rejected his own card friend's request.
"Of course, our personal relationship is still there. I'm happy to help Mr. Andrew with some things within my capacity."
Carl stared at Andrew's face seriously and relentlessly issued an order to evict the guest. After all, leaving beautiful women in the cold for a long time is not what a gentleman should do...
But what Carl didn't expect was that Andrew didn't seem to be surprised by his reply. He didn't even move his eyebrows.
"Now this time..."
Andrew glanced at the watch in his hand, then looked meaningfully at the young man in front of him who was obviously smaller but in a high position.
"The mercenaries of your Rockefeller family who assisted Heihe should have taken action in China, right? Are you sure that the secret that the Rockefeller family also intervened can be hidden in front of Miss Bai of China?"
Andrew said calmly, but Carl, who had already issued the eviction order, suddenly became calm.
"How did you know about this!"
Carl looked at the guy in front of him seriously, his eyes widened. But there is no more contempt in my heart.
"My dear Carl, you are asking about my trade secrets! Do you think I will say it like this without reservation?"
Old Andrew Fox smiled normally and turned over the first card on the gaming table.
"Joker? It seems lucky. What do you think?"
Under Carl's jealous gaze, Andrew started shuffling the cards himself, and then pushed a stack of cards to Carl.
"Although the girl who just left is really good. This is the casino. They are all sitting at the poker table. Isn't Mr. Carl really going to have a game?"
Carl looked at Andrew's smile, sat up straight with a solemn expression, and made a please gesture. (To be continued) (End of this chapter)