Chapter 1092 1090 [A critical break!]

"London Chamber of Commerce? They invited you to come?" Shi Zhijian held the invitation letter handed to him by Yan Xiong and frowned slightly.

"Yes, it seems that my trick of buying horse bones for a thousand gold has worked." Yan Xiong said, "These ghost guys obviously regard me as a villain and take advantage of them, so I will use their trick and go deep into the tiger's den to help the boss get a few tigers.

Come out!"

"Gui guys are all treacherous!" Shi Zhijian handed the invitation letter back to Yan Xiong.

Yan Xiong heard this and said hurriedly: "How about you take action personally? No matter how sharp those ghost guys are, they can't escape you, boss, Wuzhishan!"

Shi Zhijian smiled, "This is your opportunity to make meritorious deeds, and I will not steal credit from my subordinates! In this way, the ghosts all like to follow the law, so we will play according to their rules of the game!"

After a pause, he said: "I'll call Principal Martins later. He knows many people in London, including some lawyers. Let them help you. At least you won't be tricked by those ghosts!"

"I knew you would be able to help, boss! Thank you in advance!" Yan Xiong's face was full of joy.

To be honest, he has been in London for so long and wants to make some achievements. If Shi Zhijian takes action this time, he will undoubtedly lose his meritorious role.

Now that Shi Zhijian is just helping him to get the bottom of things, Yan Xiong is more confident and can fight against those ghosts!

…

Ax Jun drove his newly purchased Rolls-Royce, wearing a driver's uniform that was also about to burst with his muscles. He glanced at the rearview mirror with some depression, and Yan Xiong's triumphant expression was revealed in the rearview mirror.

Yan Xiong chewed his cigar, his suit was straight, his hair was combed back with hair wax, and his beautiful slicked back exposed his broad forehead, which made Yan Xiong regain his Britishness as a detective in Hong Kong.

"Ajun, what are you doing to spy on me?" Yan Xiong exhaled a puff of smoke and asked Jundao Axe, who was driving for him and acting as his personal bodyguard, with a smile.

"Are you peeking at you?" Ax Jun said firmly, "You are going to talk to those ghost guys today. Be careful, you don't get beaten to death!"

"Ajun, this is London, England, not Portland Street in Hong Kong. Don't fight and kill at every turn. We must be good at learning, have quality, and be civilized and polite... I'm sorry for you, that guy who jumped on the street just now is

Aren't you looking for death? You dare to cross the road while riding a bicycle? Are you not afraid that my Rolls-Royce will hit him to death? I'll attack you! Banana, you bara! Yan's shovel! Where did I just talk? Oh, by the way, we

Be civilized and polite--"

Yan Xiong babbled a lot, "So today's lecture, oh no, it's a negotiation. It's actually very polite. Maybe I'll have to argue with them in English. If you don't understand later, just

Don't interrupt!"

Ax Jun held the steering wheel and shrugged: "Don't worry, I just greet their mother in my heart."

"You're so rude! You don't have any qualities at all!" Yan Xiong shook his head, took a long drag on his cigar, and leaned on the car seat, "Wait a minute, if you want to act according to the situation, if I want to smile at you,

Just say, choke to death, Warigude!"

"Copy that!" Ax Jun was so obedient for the first time, because he knew that the negotiations that would take place later were of great importance.

…

London, Baker Street.

Baker Street was designed by industrial speculator Edward Berkeley Portman at the end of the 18th century and named after his friend Edward Baker.

Today's Baker Street is a long north-south road in the west of London, but at the end of the 19th century Baker Street was only about 400 meters long.

Baker Street is famous for the residence of Sherlock Holmes, the detective character created by British novelist Arthur Conan Doyle.

At this moment, in a private club on Baker Street, Lawrence, the president of the London Chamber of Commerce, had one hand in his trouser pocket and a red wine glass in the other, standing by the window, overlooking the street outside.

Slok, a member of the Chamber of Commerce, came over holding a red wine glass and stood side by side with him, "President, don't worry, that stupid Hong Kong guy will be here soon! After all, we have put out the bait!"

The "bait" Sir Locke spoke of was actually the "invitation letter" sent to Yan Xiong.

You know, the London Chamber of Commerce is not an ordinary small-time organization. It is a great honor for many people to receive invitations from them, not to mention that Yan Xiong himself is Chinese!

"In addition, I also called this stupid guy as you asked and told him the purpose of our invitation to negotiate with him this time. If he really wants to acquire more coal mines and natural gas companies, he will definitely come on time for the appointment.

!”

Lawrence nodded, took a sip of red wine and said, "I can rest assured that you are doing the work."

"In addition, in order to put huge pressure on the other party and blackmail him, we specially selected the ten best members of the Chamber of Commerce, all of whom are big bosses!"

"Very good, there is strength in numbers!"

"Also, I have notified the Chamber of Commerce lawyers, and they will send a team of four as our legal advisors!"

Lawrence didn't expect Slok to be so thorough in his work, so he smiled even more happily. Just when he was about to give a few compliments, he saw a black Rolls-Royce coming from below, slowly stopping at the door of the club, and then he got out of the car with a big belly and bit into it.

The man with a cigar and a pig's head is Chinese!

Lawrence smiled, raised his glass to Slok and said, "Come on, my dear! It's time to kill the pig!"

"cheers!"

…

Yan Xiong got out of the car with a cigar in his mouth. He immediately shook his sleeves and took a long puff of the cigar. Then he raised his chin, his triangular eyes turned 40 degrees to the sky. His expensive Italian suit was opened, revealing his LV belt.

With a flick of his wrist, he revealed his gleaming gold Rolex watch. He glanced at the doorman at the door of the club, then pushed his hair back a few times with his hands and walked in with his belly held out.

Behind him, Ax Jun hurriedly lifted four large suitcases from the car and followed Yan Xiong inside.

The doorman and others at the door had never seen such an arrogant and aggressive Chinese. For a moment, they did not dare to step forward to stop him, let alone speak!

Fortunately, the big boss Slok walked out of the club at this time and greeted Yan Xiong personally.

Slok was stunned when he saw Yan Xiong's nostrils pointing upwards. They British people have always been gentlemen, and even if they are rich, they are very reserved. Where have they seen Yan Xiong's arrogant and domineering attitude as a nouveau riche?

However, after being stunned for a moment, Slok regained his composure, quickly stepped forward and stretched out his hand to Yan Xiong, "Mr. Yan Xiongyan, right? I am George Slok from the London Chamber of Commerce!"

When Yan Xiong saw a ghost guy with a smile that was about to turn into chrysanthemums approaching him, and said he was some kind of Slok, he immediately extended his hand and said friendly: "Hello, I am Yan Xiong!"

After speaking, he shook his wrist again, revealing the dazzling gold Rolex, as well as four large gold rings and an emerald ring on his hand!

Facing such a well-equipped hand, Slok didn't know how to hold it. In the end, he had to gently shake Yan Xiong's fingertips and cursed in his heart: "Damn nouveau riche!"

"This is -" Slok shook hands with Yan Xiong and then looked at Ax Jun, who was following Yan Xiong and carrying four large suitcases in one go.

"Oh, he is my driver and bodyguard! He is a little guy who knows nothing. He only knows how to eat and shit. He is not worth mentioning!" Yan Xiong said in a contemptuous tone, turning back and smiling at Ax Jun.

Ax Jun couldn't understand foreign languages, so when he saw Yan Xiong smiling at him, he remembered what Yan Xiong told him, and immediately laughed and said: "Choke to death, Wai Ruigude!"

Slok looked surprised when he saw Axe Jun being so cheerful even after being scolded!

"Mr. Yan, how does it feel to come to our club for the first time?" Slock said with a smile, "Our club is one of the best in London, and you can see that the people at the door have been carefully trained and have professional quality. Very high!”

"Well, they are very tall! They all look like gentlemen!" Yan Xiong nodded.

Slok was very satisfied with Yan Xiong's answer. The subtext was that it doesn't matter how rich you, a nouveau riche, are. Our place is a high-end place, and even the waiters are very high-end! It's not something people like you can match!

"Mr. Yan, please come in, our president is waiting inside!" Slok made an invitation gesture.

Yan Xiong nodded again, biting a big cigar, raising his chin and just about to walk in, but suddenly he seemed to remember something, turned around and took out his wallet from his arms, took out a stack of pounds, and casually walked towards the people at the door. The doorman and security guard said, "We Chinese have a rule that when you first arrive, you should give out red envelopes to make money! Come on, let me reward you!"

But these words were spoken in English. The doormen were overjoyed and did not think it was a lowly gesture to pick up the money. They all bent down to pick it up. To be precise, they grabbed it with their buttocks sticking out!

Yan Xiong looked at the doormen who were looking for food like hungry dogs, and said with a smile in Chinese: "I'm going to attack you! They're all turtles and bastards! I greet your mother! This is my private money!"

After saying that, he turned back and blew out a puff of cigar smoke at Slock, and said in English: "Indeed, they are all gentlemen!"

Slok, looking embarrassed!

He gave those doormen a hard look and made a mental note to fire them tomorrow!

…

"Hello, distinguished Chinese guest!" Lawrence, the president of the London Chamber of Commerce, smiled and extended his hand to Yan Xiong.

Yan Xiong bit his cigar. Although he knew that the guy in front of him was a super big guy, he still maintained a high posture. He just raised his chin and shook hands with Lawrence casually.

Yan Xiong's condescending attitude made the dozens of chamber of commerce members following Lawrence very dissatisfied, blowing their beards and staring at Yan Xiong.

Lawrence didn't mind at all. For him, he had seen many upstarts like Yan Xiong. They were all uneducated and unqualified guys. There was no need to struggle with people like them. The point was to get money from them! The more you The more the merrier!

"Well, Mr. Yan, I will introduce the others to you later, please come over here!" Lawrence politely invited Yan Xiong to sit down at the oval table in the club meeting room.

Yan Xiong walked over nonchalantly, found a seat and sat down without waiting for courtesy!

Lawrence and others looked at each other, and then they all found seats and sat down.

Before they could sit down, Yan Xiong stood up again and winked at Ax Jun behind him.

Just when Lawrence looked suspicious and couldn't guess what Yan Xiong was going to do, he saw Ax Jun slamming the suitcase he was carrying onto the conference table, shaking the coffee cup on the table!

"Mr. Yan, what are you—"

Yan Xiong held his cigar between his fingers and smiled arrogantly: "Let's all be happy together!"

After that, open those suitcases with your own hands!

"Wow!"

There was a burst of exclamation at the scene!

I saw that the four suitcases were all brand new pounds!

Full!

Like four golden mountains!

"Mr. Yan, this -" Lawrence also jumped up. For the first time, he felt that the upstart in front of him seemed not so easy to control. The process he originally planned was broken by the opponent's move!
To be continued...