Rebirth of the Military Industrial Overlord

Don't look at Xiao Tan Tan saying so surely, in fact, he is quite guilty in his heart. He speculates on the possible actions of Sotheby's next according to common sense, but who knows if people will play cards according to common sense?

What if a second stunner pops up? It's not that this kind of thing has never happened before, especially here in the Middle East, and there are so many people who belong to the second stupid... So, Sotheby's should not be a company managed by a Middle Easterner?

The four people all stayed in Tan Zhenhua's room and chatted with each other. They said they were chatting, but they were actually waiting to see that Xiao Tan Tan's crow mouth didn't work this time.

Well, it seems to be pretty smart.

When the pointer of the Torx watch on Jenno’s bamboo wrist slipped past ten o’clock, the Dubai police who received the report did not send anyone to the door. Everyone thought that nothing would happen again today, and they were going to wash and sleep. When the door was knocked.

It was Zhang Xiaohua who got up to open the door. However, to her surprise, what stood at the door was neither the police nor the obvious European faces of Sotheby’s that appeared at the auction site today, but a typical bearded Middle East. Man, although he is wearing a suit.

The man in the suit saw someone opening the door and asked very politely: "Excuse me, does Mr. Tan live here?"

I'm using English, but the accent is a bit heavy-although for Zhang Xiaohua, it doesn't matter whether the accent is heavy or not, she doesn't understand it anyway.

Fortunately, there are two English-speaking people in the house with their ears erected. Hearing someone asking to find him, Tan Zhenhua was about to go to the door, but was caught by Zhan Nuozhu and said softly, "Let me come, Be careful, the Middle East is not peaceful here." After saying that, he got up and limped to the door.

Such a small act made Tan Zhenhua's heart pass a warmth. This lame, despite his frequent damage, is actually a good person.

"Hello, Mr. Tan lives here. May I ask you something?" The voice of Jen Nuozhu talking with the visitor came from the door, and the visitor had obviously seen the group of Jen Nuozhu and he was seeing Zhan. After Nuozhu and Zhang Xiaohua had confirmed that they had not made a mistake, they expressed their intentions: "Then can I have a few words with Mr. Tan? Don't worry, I'm just being ordered to convey an invitation."

"Oh, I'm really sorry. Mr. Tan was a little tired after a long flight today. He has fallen asleep. You can tell me anything. I will tell you. I am his safety chief."

"So..." The visitor was obviously disappointed, but after a moment of hesitation, he still accepted this statement, and then took out an envelope from his shirt pocket and handed it to Jen Nuozhu's hand: "So sir Can I trouble you to tell Mr. Tan now? Just say that a distinguished gentleman wants to invite him to lunch at 12 noon tomorrow. I hope he will appreciate it."

"Okay, I will definitely tell him."

"No, sir, I mean please tell him now, I must get an accurate answer."

Zhan Nuozhu's face sank, and he said hardly: "I said, I will tell, and Mr. Tan has a very tight schedule, and he may not have time to attend the lunch invitation of your distinguished gentleman. "

"Sir, I'm sorry, maybe I offended you just now, please forgive my unintentional mistake, but this matter is really important to me, please be sure to convey to Mr. Tan now." The visitor outside the door is obviously being told to execute this Before the command, he received instructions on what must be completed, and his voice was imploring.

Zhan Nuozhu looked up and down the visitors a few times. After confirming that nothing was abnormal, he said stiffly: "Then you wait." Then he closed the door and took the envelope. Limping into the house, Tan Zhenhua leaned forward and asked, "Brother Zhan, are you overly careful? They just came to send an invitation letter."

Zhan Nuozhu curled his lips and said, "Your kid went to the Middle East for the first time. He didn't know anyone except for a disaster. Who would you say would invite you? And I tell you that this place has not been peaceful since World War II. One day later, to tell the truth, I now regret that you came to Dubai. Your kid is forced by things. You will definitely get moths wherever you go. Staying in a hotel doesn’t make you feel safe. Why is this invitation letter so heavy?"

While speaking, he had already walked past Tan Zhenhua, but he didn't mean to give the envelope to Tan Zhenhua. Instead, he walked to the table and sat down, shouting: "Keep away from me, all" and then walked away from the table. He drew a paper cutter out of his pen holder and began to carefully open the envelope-saying that his pie, Xiao Tan Tan, didn’t feel anything, after all, he had been nurtured by Hollywood movies N times in his previous life. Xiaohua and his wife were dumbfounded for a while, and thought to themselves: Is it possible that the bodyguard has to do this? It seems that it is not just English to learn.

Zhan Nuozhu opened the envelope, first stood up and squinted and looked inside, and saw that there was indeed no suspected dangerous item in it, just a piece of paper with a metal piece, and then the contents were poured. come out.

And with his movements, the sights of the few people in the house were all attracted by the metal piece—because this thing was too eye-catching, yellow and bright, polished to be as smooth as a mirror, under the light of the light. , Exudes a charming luster.

"Fuck it, isn't this stuff a piece of gold?" Zhan Nuozhu exclaimed first, and ignored the content on the piece of paper that fell next to him. He picked up the piece of metal and looked at the light. .

Tan Zhenhua determined the composition of the piece of metal at the moment it fell—the thing must be gold, and it was gold with a purity of 9999.

He can even guess what this piece of gold is for-ninety-nine percent of it is a business card.

In my last life, I have heard that some Middle Eastern tycoons like to show off their wealth by giving people golden business cards. At the time, I thought it was an online joke, but I didn’t expect to see someone alive today.

But the lame man, what are you looking at with that golden business card? Isn't it that you can't get it out of your eyes? That’s what Renhao sent me to my little master——Bah, baah, my little master, I’m also a small trench with a net worth of billions of dollars. How come I’m so unpromising, I make a fuss when I see someone send a golden business card. , It seems that the ability to pretend to be Hao has to practice well.

You know, from Hao to Hao, you have to remove the word "earth", but you have to travel a long distance.

He snatched the golden business card from Zhan Nuozhu, and as expected, there were two rows of characters printed on it, in English and Arabic.

"Sheikh Mohamed bin Rashid Al Maktoum" he read.