Become a god from looting the rich

Standing still there, Zhang Hang smiled and asked, "I don't know where you plan to stay? Didn't it mean that the entire Romiloa Islands is a five-star hotel?"

The middle-aged man's complexion remained unchanged, and he replied in a deep voice: "You are one of the future heirs of the Romeroa Consortium, of course you must go back to live in the family. It is also convenient for you to participate in the election of heirs."

"One of the heirs? Election?"

Zhang Hang looked at the middle-aged man with a weird look, and then smiled and asked: "I remember that it is correct that the will says clearly that the entire Romeroa consortium was handed over to me. What is the election? meaning?"

The guide who led the way had long been dumbfounded. The oriental man he received behind him was actually one of the heirs of the Romeroya Consortium?This is the big boss of his big boss.

"This matter is not suitable to be said here. Please also ask Mr. Zhang to come back with me."

Speaking of the middle-aged man waving his hand to signal the tour guide to leave, who knew Zhang Hang grabbed the tour guide and said calmly, "I think this hotel is good. You can choose to tell me what I want to know here, or follow me. Talk to the suite again."

The tour guide's legs are weakening at the moment. It is definitely not a fool who can be a tour guide. He has smelled the smell of gunpowder in the air. He mixed in with such a big thing, and he is not qualified to be cannon fodder.

"Mr. Zhang, I think you'd better go back and live there. The lodging of the Romeroya Consortium is much more brilliant than the Xiting Hotel."

The tour guide spoke with a hint of weeping, as the saying goes, the king is so good to provoke the little ghosts. Zhang Hang and the middle-aged man in front of him feel that he is still standing in line with the middle-aged. After all, Zhang Hang is really a big BOSS and will not be like him. The little tour guide can't make it through.

"It's okay, it's here. Go and register me for the presidential suite, and let this uncle pay for the room."

After talking, Zhang Hang led Lu Xuan and Wei Wei directly sitting on the sofa in the lobby to rest.

The tour guide glanced at the middle-aged man with a crying face. The middle-aged man frowned, and then took out a platinum card and handed it to the tour guide: "This is a special card of the Romanoya Bank. There is no upper limit for Zhang Card. Treat Mr. Zhang Hang well. I will contact you if I have anything."

After speaking, the middle-aged man bowed at Zhang Hang and turned his head and left.

The tour guide felt that his breathing had become difficult, as if someone was holding his neck, it was obvious that he had been involved in this storm.

As soon as the front desk saw the special platinum card, he didn't ask much, and directly handed the room card of the only presidential suite on the top floor to the tour guide.

On the other side of the Romiloa Islands, in a manor that occupies one-sixth of the island's area, more than 20 people sat around a table listening to the report of the middle-aged.

"Hmph, the young man has a good temper, I think he doesn't want to stay in the Romiloa Islands anymore!"

A grumpy boss patted the table, and the anger was on the head. These people here are all supporters of the will faction. They were afraid that someone would secretly act on Zhang Hang so that people would pick up Zhang Hang. Who knows that the hot face is cold. butt.

"Titch, I said so many times to let you calm down, are you deaf?"

The old man sitting on the side cast a blank look at the angry boss. He smashed the table violently a second later and immediately slammed the boss and stopped him obediently.

"This young man is not easy. Let Bill follow him these days. If there is no danger, don't expose it. If everyone comes, the will must be executed. The person who is anxious should be there."

The old man smiled and didn't worry anymore. Those who occupy the initiative only need to wait for the other side to reveal their flaws and then hit them with one hit. Doing too many fearless things wastes energy, but it will lead to twists and turns.

The meeting broke up here. In the tallest black tower of the Romiloa Islands, a blond, blue-eyed, aristocratic young man looked at the rolling sea level through the window. The two old guys behind him were about to collapse their faces. Li has been urging young people to make decisions.

"I don’t have to do anything yet. It’s not nice to have an old man’s will when we rushed to it. I will first contact Zhang Hang to see what he is. If he has no brains, let him live to take over. Let the madman do it."

The young man gently lifted the bangs in front of his forehead, and then said that there was still no fluctuation in his eyes when he acted on Zhang Hang.

"Have I contacted the person you contacted?"

The young man didn't entangle with Zhang Hang. The heir of the Romeroya consortium can only be him, and the other people in front of him are just stepping stones.

"The Royal Arthur family wants us to increase taxes and fees by ten points each year. The free country's condition is that we unconditionally help them transport guns out, and at the same time sign a political asylum agreement with them. To put it bluntly Is to make us their dog legs."

"This group of people is too dark to start, so even if we become a new country, our annual profits will not increase much."

The young man chuckled and threw the tablet on the table. There were only two documents on it.

"Let's talk about it with this. The royal family of Arthur will increase taxes and fees by up to five points, telling the free countries that it is impossible for political asylum countries, but allowing them to plant flags in the islands to deepen our cooperation."

The two old men nodded with the tablet and left. The young man looked at the sea outside the window, his head was full of independent new countries, and Zhang Hang had no sense of existence at all.

In the presidential suite of the Xiting Hotel, the tour guide stood tremblingly opposite Zhang Hang, feeling up and down. The big man suddenly left him to ask questions, which made him feel nothing. , I always feel that I will become cannon fodder.

"Don't be nervous, I asked you to stay here to ask about your travel plans for the two days. It's best to arrange more shopping activities."

The tour guide felt relieved with a smile on his face that was more ugly than crying: "Mr. Zhang, you can rest assured that I have planned the activities for the next week and will definitely satisfy you. If there is nothing wrong, I will go back and arrange it."

"Then you go, if someone asks about my itinerary, you don't have to be embarrassed, just tell them all."

The tour guide shook and ran out without looking back.

Sitting beside Zhang Hang, Lu Xuan stretched her waist and asked in a low voice, "Are you not afraid of them making trouble?"

"I'm going to travel in an open mind and I'm afraid they will play tricks? We will have fun this week, and all other things will be released later."

In the afternoon, Zhang Hang and the three people got out of the hotel and got on the tour guide's car. They immediately felt that someone was staring at them, but Zhang Hang didn't care very much. As long as you don't bother yourself on your honeymoon, you don't care about what is expected.