The Dragon Soul of the Strongest Special Forces

Chapter 734 General Meeting of Shareholders

"Then is it appropriate for you to go with your identity?" Tang Feng shouted at Ye Xiao.

But Ye Xiao had already started the car, turned around and left without hearing Tang Feng's words.

As the "Dragon Soul" of the Longyin army, it is naturally inappropriate to attend the shareholders' meeting in Las Vegas.

But Ye Xiao's identity is not just "Dragon Soul".

After so many years, many people may have forgotten the identity that once made people talk about it.

"Bilodo, prepare me a set of clothes, a mask, and a voice changer..."

On the way to Las Vegas, Ye Xiao called Bilodo and asked him to prepare the clothes he needed for attending the shareholder meeting later.

At this moment, Bilodo, who was preparing for the upcoming shareholders' meeting, was in a daze.

It took a while before I recovered from the phone call from my new boss.

It's good to prepare clothes for the shareholders' meeting, after all, you have to look more formal, but what do you mean by Guy Fawkes' costume in "V for Vendetta"! ?

Are you playing cosplay? ?

Although Bilodo was puzzled, he still prepared according to his boss' requirements.

After all, this is the request of my boss, so I can't be negligent, or I won't be able to keep my job.

Although Bilodo has always claimed that he is a "worker", his "worker" is much better than those who work in the shoe office building.

In this gambling city, it is completely under one person and above ten thousand people.

And the annual salary is also high.

The work of "migrant workers" like Bilodo is the lifelong pursuit of countless people.

……

The shareholders of the casino arrived one by one.

Rolls-Royce, Mercedes-Benz Maybach, Bentley, Volkswagen, uh, Volkswagen with letters under the car logo...

Luxurious cars that were incomparably bright and worth hundreds of millions of dollars slowly stopped at the entrance of the casino.

When every big man in a luxury car gets off, there will be two black suits behind him entering the casino.

When Ye Xiao drove the Audi Q5 to the Las Vegas, there was already a row of luxury cars parked at the entrance of the Las Vegas.

The Audi Q5 is also considered a decent car, but compared with these luxury cars at the entrance of the Las Vegas, it was instantly killed.

Ye Xiao parked the car diagonally at the gate of the casino.

Among a row of dark and glossy luxury cars, the white Audi Q5 formed a stark contrast.

In the office, Ye Xiao changed into the black cloak and pointed hat, and held the mask of "Guy's Face" with a terrifying smile in his hand.

"Boss, do you really plan to dress like this to attend the shareholders' meeting?"

Next to him, Bilodo couldn't help but finally opened his mouth and said, "I can prepare a new set of clothes for you, there is still time."

"No, I really like this dress."

Ye Xiao put the "Guy's Face" mask on his face, put on white gloves, and flicked his wrist, a golden killing poker card appeared between the index finger and middle finger of his right hand.

Bilodo stared at the golden murder playing card between Ye Xiao's fingers, first he looked puzzled, then his eyes widened.

"D, D, DEATH..."

Bilodo's voice was trembling, his tongue seemed to be tied up, and he couldn't say the name completely in a daze.

DEATH·POKER!

This was a name that once made people shudder.

This was a name that was once incomparably bright, but disappeared quickly like a shooting star.

And now he's here again!

……

In the conference room, all the shareholders of Las Vegas have arrived, except for the caller of the shareholders meeting, Ye Xiao!

"What does he mean!?"

A five- to sixty-year-old shareholder with a big belly and a shiny head, leaving only a ring of hair at the back of his head, patted the meeting table with his bloated hands, and said angrily, "Call us early in the morning and tell us that we are going to hold a shareholders' meeting , but he himself didn’t show up, making so many of us wait for him! What a great face!”

This "Mediterranean" shareholder is Malcolm, a financier with a net worth of several billion dollars.

Last night, after a reception in the financial industry, she took a young model directly to the hotel.

In the morning, Malcolm was preparing to fight the young model who was more than enough to be his own daughter. When he fought another round, a call from Bilodo made Malcolm tremble and disarmed.

At Malcolm's age, many times, he has more than enough energy.

Although the young model comforted Malcolm softly, Malcolm still saw the hidden ridicule from the other's eyes.

Malcolm's eyes are so vicious, how can he not see the emotions hidden by his tender model on the bed.

If it wasn't for those green dollar bills, the other party wouldn't even take a second look at him.

"Mr. Malcolm seems to have a great opinion of me?"

Ye Xiao, who was wearing a black cloak, pointed hat, and "Guy's Face" mask, accompanied by Bilodo, walked into the conference room.

Before entering this meeting room, Ye Xiao had already obtained the information of all the shareholders of Las Vegas from Bilodo.

The shareholders sitting in the conference room in front of them have another layer of identity besides the shareholders of the casino.

Most of them are the upper echelons of the American financial circles, and some of them have even appeared on the cover of Time Magazine.

"Who are you? Where's Wolfram?" Malcolm asked, looking at Ye Xiao who was dressed strangely.

However, Ye Xiao didn't answer his question, and sat down at the head of the conference table.

"The general meeting of shareholders was called by Bilodo. I asked everyone to come here to explain one thing."

Behind Guy Fawkes's mask, Ye Xiao's sharp gaze swept over the shareholders in the conference room, and asked in a hoarse voice changed through a voice changer: "I now hold 40.00% of the shares in the casino, more than Regarding the shareholdings in the hands of everyone here, I am now the largest shareholder of Las Vegas and the chairman of the board of directors. Who is in favor and who is against?"

The meeting room was quiet, and all the shareholders were silent.

"Since no one speaks, then I think everyone is acquiescing."

Ye Xiao waited for a few seconds, and seeing that no one spoke in the conference room, he said, "The meeting is over!"

Bilodo, who was standing in the corner of the conference room, looked astonished.

Is my new boss so direct, so simple and rude?
This may be the shortest shareholder meeting in the history of Las Vegas.

"Wait a moment!"

Just when Ye Xiao was about to get up and leave, Malcolm spoke.

Behind the "Guy's Face" mask, the corners of Ye Xiao's mouth raised an arc upwards.

(End of this chapter)