After the meeting in his bar, he was regarded as a hero by all the black company bosses who had private connections. Early the next morning, Faisalo and his strong bodyguard came to the State Telecom Company.

However, he was stopped by the security guard as soon as he arrived at the door: "Hello, gentleman, who are you looking for? Do you have an appointment?"

After being stopped, Faisalo's strong bodyguard stepped forward and said, "What a bullshit appointment? Do you know who you are blocking? Believe it or not, you will become a floating corpse on the Molia River tomorrow."

The threat of the strong bodyguard made several security guards nervously take out the rubber stick, and even someone took out the electric baton. However, the strong bodyguard just smiled disdainfully: "Put your toys away, they can't even scare Moriya bitch. Are you sure you want to anger me?"

Several security guards looked at each other. They felt the increasing pressure from the strong bodyguards, but then Faisalo walked up and taught his bodyguard a lesson: "It's enough. This is the regular National Telecommunications Building. It's not a place where garbage is piled up like us. We should be polite. Have you forgotten what I taught you?"

The strong bodyguard said sorry, and then Faisalo said again: "Hello, my name is Faisalo. I have something to do today to find your chairman Mr. Zhou Ming."

"We have never heard of this name in Faisalo. You go quickly, otherwise we will call the police!" Several security guards said tremblingly.

Faisalo curled his lips: "I can forgive you for your rudeness and ignorance, but I advise you to report to the above first. Gou, Sanchez and Dores, you all live in Dhapeya. I know the situation there is not very good, especially recently there are many gang members, and your wives and children may not be particularly safe to live there."

Faisalo's tone was calm, but the security guards over there immediately jumped up when they heard this: "How do you know our name and where we live? Are you threatening us?"

Shh!

Faisalo made a gesture of silence and said, "I don't threaten nor do I want to threaten anyone. I just need you to do me a little favor. Of course, in the same way, I can help you protect your family. I believe this is a very attractive deal. I believe that your husband and father, as the person in charge, will give me the answers that satisfy me."

Several security guards looked at each other, and they finally agreed to Faisalo's request and helped Faisalo report to the front desk and superiors. Limus, who had just arrived at the company, happened to learn the news and let Faisalo go and finally met in the conference room on the third floor.

As soon as he walked into the conference room, Limus pointed at Faisalo's nose and cursed: "Mr. Faisalo, you are just a black company boss who connects privately, an investor in an underground bar, a gang investment, drug dealers and garbage smuggling of arms. How can you threaten my security?"

Facing Limus' words, Faisalo smiled: "Mr. Limus, I think it's not strange to me because I am such a garbage. Besides, in this world, I dare not be so bright, and there will always be dark corners where the sun cannot shine, right? Then there are always people in these places, either me or you."

Faisalo remembered something and said, "I remembered that Mr. Limus is a big businessman who cannot be avoided and is not in the same world as me."

Limus looked at him with a frown, then slowly sat down in front of him.

"So tell me, for the purpose of your coming here, I believe you have tried your best to investigate the information of the poor security guards downstairs and will not just discuss the teachings with me here." Lemus said.

Faisalo spread his hands: "That is really boring, and I don't think you will not guess what I want to come."

Limus picked her eyelids and said slowly: "We announced yesterday that we would enable new communication lines and technologies."

Faisalo snapped his fingers: "That's right, that's it. Do you know that this news is like a storm, destroying our things and making us almost nothing, so I'm here for our business."

Limus couldn't help but stand up: "How can you be so shameless and despicable? Are you thieves and robbers worthy of speaking the word "business"? That's a huge irony!"

Limus pointed at Faisalo and continued, "I tell you the trash. Mexico has only one communications operator, that is, the National Telecommunications Company. All communication resources in the whole of Mexico are provided by us, whether it is a communication network or communication technology. Therefore, using any line or technology is our power. Of course, we are not unwilling to accept opinions, but it is not your turn to thieves!"

Limus gritted his teeth in his tone, and his fingers were about to poke Faisalo's nose.

"We have not pursued your previous crime of stealing, you can hide in your dark corner and laugh. Why do you dare to come here? In the light, aren't you afraid of everyone calling for a beating?" said Limus.

Faisalo's face was gloomy and his fists were clenched. Obviously he was very angry at the moment, but in the end he could bear it.

After breathing a long sigh, Faisalo said, "I think Mr. Limus must have a bad memory, so he forgot what I just said. This is too boring."

Faisalo sighed and said, "Mr. Limus is the most successful businessman in Mexico. I originally thought that when I saw you here, you would definitely say something amazing, but I didn't expect that it would be such a regrettable personal attack. I am bluntly speaking, this is really bad!"

Limus frowned and was about to say something, but Faisalo said first: "But since Mr. Limus has already said it, it would be too rude if I don't give a response."

"To be honest, I don't understand why Mr. Limus said such an insulting vocabulary. We just found a market that the state telecom company could not take into account and used it. As for the use of rules, it doesn't matter whether it's right or wrong. I only know that our approach has been supported by many Mexicans."

Faisalo looked at Limus: "It's also a good thing for National Telecom. At least through our efforts, more Mexicans have known National Telecom, right? Then you seem to owe us a thank you in this way."

"And," continued Faisalo, "you guys monopolize those communication lines and charge high fees, but those things are obviously taxpayers' money, you profiteers! What we are doing now is just to take back what you snatched from the Mexicans!"

"It's shameless!" Limus slapped the table and said, "Do you know? If Faisalo is here to admit your mistakes and apologize to us today, then maybe I will give you another chance, but now, I just think you are more than dead!"

Faisalo sneered, "You seem to have made something wrong. The one with the problem now is clearly Mr. Limus. I came here with great sincerity today. But what did you say, Mr. Limus? From the beginning of my entry, you have insulted me as much as possible. Do you think I will kneel down and lick your toes again? I'm sorry that it's not the colonial era now, and you, Limus, aren't even aristocrats!"

"Well, I remember you, Faisalo. I will immediately issue an order to check all accounts and give up technical support for some suspected private connection lines. You are ready to explain to your users!" Limus said.

"No problem. In fact, when I heard the news you announced on the radio, I was already preparing, but I hope the National Telecom Company is ready," Faisalo said unceremoniously, "Now the companies in Mexico City have already prepared scissors and hammers. If I don't get a satisfactory answer today, then let your new lines and technologies go to hell!"

"Are you threatening me?" Limus asked.

"Mr. Limus can think so," Faisalo replied.

Limus's eyes were as sharp as a knife: "Then this is a good thing. I will call the police immediately, and then you and the other scum will be ready to spend the rest of your life in prison. You have no chance to destroy anything!"

Faisalo was not outdone: "I can also tell you very responsibly that the words just now do not exist at all like a mirage. As long as I give my order, all our companies and brothers can completely destroy the entire National Telecom Company!"

"Do you think I'll believe you?" said Limus.

"Then you can try it out!" said Faisalo.

Limus and Faisalo stared at each other with big eyes, and neither of them was willing to give in. They each supported their hands on the table, and their heads were about to push together, looking like bullfighting at the top of their heads.

Suddenly, the office door was pushed open, and Carlos of the General Affairs Department walked in. He was stunned when he saw Limus and Faisalo's tit-for-tat look, and then said: "Vice Chairman Limus, this person must be Mr. Faisalo who came on behalf of those companies. The chairman already knows it, please ask him to go upstairs to talk."

Limus stood up straight again: "Actually, all this kind of garbage should be done is to clean it out and throw it into the garbage dump, but since the chairman has said that, let's take him there."

Faisalo also stood up straight: "I just hope that Chinese will not be so unreasonable to Mr. Limus, otherwise there will be no need for this National Telecom."

Finally, they confronted each other again, and then Faisalo left with Carlos, and finally went upstairs to Zhou Ming's office.

As soon as he walked into the door, Faisalo suddenly stopped because he felt the strong man who had been following him tightened his body, which surprised Faisalo very much. You must know that his bodyguard has been following him for five years, and he only showed this once when facing a top killer.

"What did you find?" Faisalo asked in a low voice.

The strong man stared in one direction: "The young man sitting on the sofa over there, he is very dangerous!"

"How dangerous?" asked Faisalo.

"He is a lion, we are just sheep." The strong man replied.

Faisalo took a breath. This metaphor was clear. It was as easy and easy as a lion hunting a sheep. They had no ability to resist at all.

Is that the killer or bodyguard invited by the Chinese?

Faisalo was extremely confused, but his heart suddenly sank to the bottom. It seemed that Zhou Ming was not easy to deal with.
Chapter completed!