At Caesar Palace, Belmode, the gin beast, was splacing ink on Anthony's face. Soon Anthony's appearance turned into another person, a person who was engraved in his memory and even began to forget.

"Boss, can it be?" Belmore asked to put down the makeup tool in her hand and asked Anthony.

"No," Anthony looked at himself in the mirror and said in a daze: "Just like the face in my memory, they are so young."

"Brother-in-law," at this moment, he was given a day off by the side by Doctor Miracle, who might be annoyed, and had been waiting next to Anthony and asked, "Who is this face?"

Originally, Johnny was a little overwhelmed because he spent money recently, so he was very tight now. He wanted to fight Anthony with Qiufeng so that he could go out for some fun. But he found something that seemed more fun, so he stayed alone and watched Anthony become a completely stranger under Belmode's wonderful men.

"A familiar, acquaintance who can't be more familiar," Anthony answered casually as he looked at himself in the mirror.

Of course he is an acquaintance. Anthony gently stroked his face. He had always been holding this face in his previous life.

That's right, the heavy makeup that Anthony made Belmore disguised himself was exactly what he looked like when he was on Earth.

In order to carry out his plan, Anthony needs to hand over some of his own things to the ambitious Director McCann who had conflicts with Harry Osborne.

He happened to have some spare time recently and had nothing to do, so Anthony planned to go to the appointment in person. As a member of the board of directors of a pharmaceutical giant like Osborne Group, he naturally could not have known Anthony, so Anthony planned to change his face. So the face deep in his memory appeared in front of Anthony.

I have to say that Belmode's craftsmanship is really good, and he can completely restore his appearance in his previous life based on Anthony's narrative. It's really nostalgic...

"Boss, the time is almost over," just as Anthony lamented his passing youth, Gin, leaning against the corner of the wall, couldn't help but remind, awakening Anthony from his memories.

"Then let's go. It's very impolite to let the guests wait for a long time." Anthony said that, he stood up and took the briefcase that had been prepared from his subordinates, and prepared to go to the agreed cafe.

"Brother-in-law, brother-in-law," Johnny followed him in a walk and said with a compliment: "Are you trying to negotiate with me? Can you bring me with you?"

Gang negotiations? Anthony's mouth twitched when he heard this. It was indeed a big naughty child. Not to mention that there were almost not many Anthony who was currently Anthony, even if he really wanted to give Anthony, he would not change his face, and he also brought a bottle of oil.

The most important thing is that even if you are having a gangster trade meeting, what are you excited about? You think you are shooting a gangster movie.

"Okay, my brother-in-law is going to do a serious business. You can find a place to be relaxed." Anthony signaled to the people around him, took the check book, signed a 100,000 US dollars and handed it to his brother-in-law, and quickly took it back and raised his eyebrows, "But one thing is that you are not allowed to go to some dangerous exercises, otherwise I will send you into the military camp managed by General South as your sister said."

"Don't worry, absolutely not," Johnny skillfully snatched the check from Anthony's hand, then hid it carefully, and hesitated for a while and said, "But brother-in-law, can you take me with you in this important matter?"

"What do you take you to do?" Anthony said in a hilarious and crying manner.

"Well, I'm very good at fighting," Johnny smiled and said, "Oh, I can drive."

Anthony looked at Johnny deeply when he heard this, pondered for a moment, and then directly ordered Belmode: "Put his makeup too, just make it simple, don't let people recognize him."

To be honest, whether it is Susan or Anthony, they have always had a headache about Johnny's temperament. But every time the two of them want to start to rectify the temperament of this large naughty child, Anthony and Susan's parents will stand up and cover up for Johnny, so that many methods of Anthony and both ended in vain.

But we can't always let Johnny go like this. After all, the chicks always have to face the sky and he always has to go out independently. Therefore, we just take this opportunity to exercise and train him, let him enter the adult world, and see if the intrigues can make him more mature.

"Give it a good first," Anthony stood behind Johnny who was wearing makeup and said lightly: "The task of your meeting this time is to act as a bodyguard by my side, and you have no right to speak. If you can't do this, give up as soon as possible. If something goes wrong during the meeting because you talk and do whatever you want, I will never be soft-hearted and will definitely send you to the military camp."

"Don't worry, brother-in-law." Johnny nodded excitedly and responded. At the same time, he kept wondering who was going to meet with his brother-in-law this time? What were you going to talk about? Will you get a gun?

In the agreed cafe, Anthony arrived on time on Johnny's motorcycle, and at this time, a man came towards Anthony and Johnny. When he passed by, he said in a deep voice that only Anthony could hear: "Boss, the other party has arranged five people, and they have all been solved."

This director named McCann is indeed not honest! Anthony didn't even look at his subordinate who had passed by him, nodded slightly, and then took Johnny into the cafe.

"Hello, Mr. McCann," led by the waiter in the cafe, Anthony and Johnny came to the director of McCann of Osborne Group who had been waiting in the cafe, and reached out and greeted with a smile: "Sorry, I've been waiting for you for a long time."

"Who are you?" McCann said coldly ignoring Anthony's hand that reached out.

Anthony's eyes flashed with a cold light. He withdrew his hand without any trace, and then sat very naturally opposite McCann. He ordered a cup of coffee in a regular manner, and then said to him lightly: "Is this important? And I believe that even if I report my name, Director McCann may not know a little person like me."

"Okay," McCann looked at Anthony deeply, and then said in a deep voice: "Then I'll change the question. What exactly is your so-called deal?"

Take the coffee from the waiter, Anthony smiled and said, "I guess Mr. McCann has read the things I sent to Mr. McCann's computer, how do you feel?"

"It doesn't feel very good," McCann said expressionlessly.

"Not it?" Anthony chuckled and said lightly: "Mr. McCann is not honest. If Mr. McCann is not interested, then why would he appear here? Mr. McCann would never tell me that the power in his hand was taken away by the young boy Harry Osborne. It's too idle."

When McCann heard the name of Harry Osborne, a fierce light appeared in his eyes. He pondered for a moment and said lightly: "Okay, I am indeed a little interested. But the little thing you sent to my computer is not enough. No, it should be said that it is far from it."

"Look, Mr. McCann, you have needs, and I have what you need, this is a good start, right?" Anthony chuckled and sipped the coffee in a cup and said lightly: "Don't worry, what I sent to your computer is just the dessert before the meal, and the big meal has not yet been presented. But again, the big meal is no longer free."

"Money is not a problem," McCann raised his eyebrows, "but how did I know what you said is true."

Anthony didn't say anything nonsense when he heard this. He gestured directly. Johnny handed the briefcase to Anthony. Then Anthony took out some photos and a laptop from it, operated the computer a few times, opened a video playback software, played one of the videos, and then turned the computer in front of McCann.

"I believe...Mr. McCann will be a person who knows the goods," Anthony said with a narrowed eye.

After operating it with the computer a few times, quickly forwarded several videos Anthony placed in the folder. McCann used his own methods to detect it and found that it was not synthetic. A hint of joy flashed in his eyes. After pondering for a moment, he said lightly: "The thing is good, please offer a price."

"5 million meters gold plus 0.2% bearer shares of Osborne Group." Anthony said.

"You are kidding!" McCann stood up and said angrily: "Do you know how much the shares you mentioned are worth?"

"Of course," Anthony shrugged, "but if these things work well, you'll get more of them, Mr. McCann, don't you?"

"Ten million meters of gold!" McCann seemed to feel that his actions just now were really eye-catching, so he couldn't help but sit down again, suppress his anger, and said coldly: "If you can, we'll make a deal now! I would like to remind you, don't be too greedy in life!"

"Impossible, Mr. McCann," Anthony chuckled, "If it were just a simple 10 million meter gold, why should I trade with you? Wouldn't it be enough to go find Mr. Harry Osborne? I guess he wouldn't be stingy with this little money."

"Greed is truly the original sin of mankind," McCann looked at Anthony deeply, then his expression gradually calmed down, tasted the coffee in his cup, and said lightly: "Isn't it good to just take the money and leave?"

"Oh, so Mr. McCann doesn't even plan to give the money?" Anthony raised his eyebrows.

McCann didn't reply, because in his eyes Anthony was already a dead person! He directly pressed the headset that had been hidden in his ear, and then ordered coldly: "Shoot them dead!"

PS: Thanks to War Huo Haotian for his reward.
Chapter completed!