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"Your Excellency Obama!"

"It must be a misunderstanding."

"Our company only deals in diamond jewelry and watches, and has absolutely nothing to do with state secrets."

John.

Mena thought to myself how should I explain, I know everything, the devil knows what the state secret you are talking about.

"I don't care if it's a misunderstanding or not."

"Since someone reported it."

"I'm coming to check, it's my responsibility as a member of parliament, I hope you can understand."

Obama is not here to listen to John.

Mena explained the misunderstanding.

What he wants is for the other party to be soft, and what he wants is for the other party to be soft to Lin Fei, otherwise he will never give up, "Your Excellency Auba!"

"How would you like to view"

"How do we cooperate"

John.

Menaming knew that the drunkard's intentions weren't about alcohol, but he could only cooperate.

"Let's start with tax checks."

"I'll have tax inspectors in Tiffany & Co."

"You prepare your accounts for ten years."

Aubba knew where Tiffany & Co.'s weakness was, and he heard that Marty did it.

"Tax Check"

John.

Mena thought that you were doing exactly the same thing and thinking the same thing.

You know it's impossible for me to ask you to check your taxes, but you still have to do it. This is bullying Tiffany & Co.! But! How can you get your arms to twist your thighs?

"Your Excellency Obama!"

"Could you please wait a moment?"

"I'll make a call."

he said to Obama.

"it is good!"

Obama nodded, he wasn't afraid of John either.

Mena calls for help.

John.

Mena knew who to call for this matter, he didn't call anyone else, he called Lin Fei directly.

Lin Fei picked up John at the hotel.

Mena's phone, smiled, Obama should go to Tiffany & Co.

"John.

Mister Menor!"

"Hello."

"I haven't seen you for a while. I really want to play golf with you."

He spoke to John on the phone.

Mena was very polite.

"Mr. Lin!"

"I want to ask you for help with something."

"You and Congressman Obama are friends, can you ask him to give us Tiffany's favor?"

John.

Mena pleaded in a low voice.

"What happened"

"How could Your Excellency Obama be with you"

"You are in conflict"

Lin Fei deliberately pretended not to know.

"Mr. Lin!"