The Richest Man in the World of Film and Television

Abram chuckled, "In the gang, Vigo is on the front line, and in the intelligence world, Bowery King's front teeth are on top. I, the second child, is the safest.

Bowery King, Vigo, only you idiots care about fame, but don't know that in the underground world famous is someone else's target, is a threat,

I can do it both ways, keep a low profile and make a fortune. It’s not impossible to be a grandson when necessary. Being a dog is not good, so be a mouse. As long as you don’t show your head, the mouse is the safest, because there is no official person in New York who is willing to go to the sewer to catch mice. ".

It turned out that this guy had been acting when he was with Vigo just now,

If William knew Abram's thoughts, he would definitely praise Abram for being a genius, a smart person who really knows how to save his life in the underworld.

Chapter 297. Chapter 200: 200 gold coins, 200 tasks, [-] lives

Half an hour later, Abram came to the Continental Hotel, gave a gold coin to the guard at the side door of the hotel, and waited for more than ten minutes to see the lobby manager, Caron,

"Good evening, Mr. Tarasov, what can I do for you?" Although Caron is a dark buddy, his etiquette is really impeccable.

Abram sat in the parking space and apologized; "Good evening, Mr. Caron, I'm sorry, for some reason I don't want people to know that I'm coming to the hotel, so please forgive me for not being able to get out of the car and say hello to you, I'm here this time I want to see the manager, Winston, is Mr. Winston at the hotel?"

Karon nodded and signaled the guard to open the iron gate. Abram immediately drove into the inner parking lot and got out of the car with a box.

Calon glanced at Abram and patted the box with his hands. He saw that the box was filled with gold coins, otherwise such a small box would not be so laborious for Abram to carry.

"Please come with me, Mr. Tarasov. The manager is receiving guests on the top floor. I will inform him later. It depends on the manager's intentions as to whether or not he will see you."

"Okay, thank you." Now he was begging Winston, so Abram didn't care about Caron's attitude at all, "There are 4 backpacks in the car, please send someone to help me carry them."

"Okay, Mr. Tarasov," Caron stretched out his hand and made a gesture of invitation, "Please follow me."

Caron took Abram to a reception room on the top floor by taking the special elevator, and poured a cup of coffee for Abram himself, "Please wait a moment, Mr. Tarasov, I will ask the manager for instructions."

"Thank you." Abram watched Caron leave with some anticipation, thinking for a while that if Winston was not satisfied with his and Vigotti's conditions, what leverage would the two brothers have to impress Winston.

After not thinking for a long time, there was a sound of helicopter propellers. It was the big man who came and landed directly on the top floor of the Continental Hotel.

Moreover, what Cuaron said meant that Winston greeted him personally.

As soon as Abram was curious, he wanted to go out to have a look. Before he opened the door of the meeting room, he was stopped by two bodyguards guarding the door, "Sorry, sir, you can't go out of this door now for confidentiality reasons."

"Okay." Abram walked slowly back to the sofa and sat down.

Two bodyguards outside the door walked into the meeting room to have a look, and nodded with Abram after finding nothing, and closed the door.

This made Abram wait for 2 hours. When he was getting impatient, there was a knock on the door.

Caron opened the door and walked in and politely said to Abram: "Mr. Tarasov, Mr. Winston has time to see you now, please follow me."

Abram breathed a sigh of relief. After waiting for two hours, it was not in vain. He stood up and took the gold coin box and walked quickly to the door, "Thank you, Mr. Caron, I can't wait to see Mr. Winston." .

Through a long aisle, the two came to the top garden. It was a cool night in New York in September. As soon as they entered the garden, a breeze blew, and Abram's restless heart slowly relaxed.

Looking up, he saw Winston, the manager of the Continental Hotel, talking with a young man sitting with his back to him.

Seeing Abram come in, Winston said a few words to the young man with his back turned, stood up and walked towards Abram.

After shaking hands, Winston smiled and said, "Good evening, little Tarasov, what can I do for you?"

It was a matter of life and death, and now that there were outsiders, Abram was a little hesitant, but before he could speak, he heard Winston say, "It's okay, please speak up if you have anything to say."

Abram felt Winston's impatience immediately. He was curious about who the young man sitting with his back facing him was, so that Winston would not be shy at all.

But now is not the time to be curious. I looked at the garden and found a round table not far away. I said, "Can we go there and talk? Mr. Winston, what I want to say in a while is related to the lives of Vigo and me." , I had to be careful."

Abram's cautiousness made Winston curious. He knew the identities of Abram and Vigo, which made Abram so careful. It seemed that the matter was indeed important, "Okay, please follow me."

He brought Abram to the round table, and after sitting down, Winston said, "Tell me, what is it?"

Abram put the suitcase on the round table, opened it, and a box full of gold coins from the Continental Hotel came into view.

Winston glanced at the gold coins in surprise, "Unexpectedly, you brothers have so many gold coins from the hotel,

If I remember correctly, you brothers don't seem to have posted missions in the hotel, can you tell me how you got these gold coins? "

"Don't get me wrong, Mr. Winston, although Vigo and I have not personally released the mission, but we have some business dealings with the hotel, such as inquiring about news and solving some gangsters."

Winston turned to look at Cuaron, who was standing behind him.

Caron nodded, "Yes, sir, the hotel does have a lot of troubles that require the cooperation of special local groups, especially some car services for picking up and dropping off members. Mr. Abram's taxi company has been cooperating well with us. He's a man of the rules."

"Very good", Caron's words made Winston very happy, "I like people who obey the rules, tell me, little Tarasov, since we are a cooperative relationship, as long as we don't violate the rules of the hotel, I can help you I'll do my best to help you."

These words made Abram choke. He came here this time to break the rules. Now that his words were blocked by the old fox Winston, he didn't know what to say for a while.

"What?" Winston couldn't help frowning at Abram when he saw that Abram hadn't spoken for a long time.

After thinking for a moment, Abram gritted his teeth, "I'm sorry, Mr. Winston, my life and Vigo's are at stake, so I won't prevaricate you. I brought 200 hotel gold coins and 2000 million US dollars with me this time. And Vigo would like your support to help us deal with some troubles".

"Trouble?" Winston lowered his head slightly and looked directly at Abram. "It's just trouble? A little trouble costs less than 200 gold coins."

"200 gold coins represent 200 missions, plus 2000 million dollars represents 200 lives, are you trying to fight a big battle in New York?

You still want me to retire early, as long as I accept your task, I will be questioned by the High Table in a few days."

Abram was uncomfortable being stared at by Winston. He sat upright, put his hands on the round table and begged: "Can you see if this task can be accepted privately, or you can tell me a few names, and we will contact them by ourselves.

In exchange, we will hand over the intelligence network we have to you, and at the same time, we can talk about any requests you have."

"Any request?"

Abram turned his head when he heard the sound, and was startled. He saw a young man standing quietly behind him. It seemed that he was the young man who had been sitting on the sofa in the reception area just now.