Tonight's banquet was not a pleasant banquet for Hou Wenjun. On the first day of coming to the United States, I encountered various threats, blackmail and discrimination. Threats to Hou Wenjun are nothing, but racial discrimination really made Hou Wenjun really angry.

In Hou Wenjun's opinion, racial discrimination is a very idiotic manifestation. Although he also looks down on some lazy and stupid people, he does not target race but an individual. Discrimination against race is a completely idiotic manifestation. If the other party is as good as you, this long-term discrimination will only lead to confrontation between the two sides. In the end, there is only one remaining result between the two sides, that is, the war.

If an excellent person discriminates against another equally excellent person, it only proves that the former is not excellent enough.

Well, Hou Wenjun, who returned to the hotel, although his heart was full of noisy, he still took out the document given by Adams and looked through the phone number of Smith's house in the document.

"Hello, I'm Hou Wenjun, is Mr. Smith here?"

Smith, on the other end of the phone, heard Hou Wenjun's voice and laughed silently. He deliberately made Hou Wenjun feel that he was racist at the banquet. Yes, when a politician reaches his level, how could a stranger feel his inner thoughts so easily when he meets him? He was not willing to talk to Hou Wenjun in front of Adams, and he also wanted to test whether Hou Wenjun is qualified to be his partner. In Smith's opinion, the combination of money and politics is the most perfect. Especially when Hou Wenjun is still a foreign black businessman, he undoubtedly has the upper hand as a politician in this combination.

Smith said enthusiastically to the phone, "Yes, Mr. Hou, I think your bag is indeed forgotten at my home. Do you need me to send it to you?"

Hou Wenjun was stunned when he called. Of course, Hou Wenjun, who had a flexible mind, immediately laughed and said, "No, I'd better go to your place to get it."

Smith nodded and said, "I'm waiting for you at the intersection of Vinson." After that, Smith hung up the phone.

Hou Wenjun smiled helplessly. It was not a good thing to be a member of Congress at the age of 43. Especially to see how his former boss fell, this guy was able to escape unscathed. He could rise again in a year.

In the Kiev Logistics Base in Ukraine

Kosov looked at the doctor in front of him helplessly and said, "You asked me to steal the plane on the battlefield in Afghanistan? Hell, when did I have such a great power?"

The doctor smiled and shook his head and said, "What Hou Sheng means is that your friend on the battlefield in Afghanistan said he lost a batch of helicopters, and you also called a report that you have helped him replenish a batch of helicopters. Things should be that simple."

Kosov smiled bitterly and shook his head and said, "You know this is impossible. The supplement of the helicopter was decided by the Soviet General Logistics Department, and I don't have that much right."

The doctor smiled and took out a note from his body, gently placed it on Kosov's table and said, "I think this should help you gain rights."

Kosov looked at the note with the account number and password written on it and shook his head, "This is impossible. As long as these helicopters dare to show up, their superiors will definitely investigate it. I will still not be able to escape."

The doctor looked at Kosov and smiled disdainfully, "When? When? Based on the current situation in Eastern Europe, maybe everyone will split tomorrow. If you really need to investigate, Ivankov will help you. General Kosov, I have to remind you again that making money is risky."

Kosov looked at the notes on the table with difficulty, and was silent for nearly ten minutes before continuing, "How much can I get?"

When the doctor heard Kosov's words, he smiled on his face. He immediately shook his head and said, "I'm not sure about this. After all, you have a cooperative relationship with Hou Sheng, and you are talking about sharing the money. I think it should be no less than 20 million US dollars."

Kosov was stunned when he heard this. He vowed that he would resign after he finished his work. He immigrated to Europe with his wife, children and grandson. Twenty million dollars should be enough for him to spend the second half of his body freely.

Thinking of this, Kosov finally got bolder, he reached out and picked up the notes on the table and looked at it, "You are sure it's 20 million US dollars. OK, tell Hou Sheng, I don't need any share, just let him share 20 million US dollars."

The doctor laughed and said, "I will convey your opinions. If nothing else, I will say goodbye first, General Kosov."

Kosov, who was sitting on the chair, just looked at the notes in his hand. He waved his hand and said nothing.

The doctor turned around and left Kosov's office with a smile. As soon as the doctor left, Kosov, who had just faced depression, immediately had an excited smile on his face.

Immediately picked up the phone on the table and started dialing. He wanted to tell his superior leader Comrade Demi Yang the good news. Comrade Demi Yang, deputy director of the Soviet Logistics Department who was recently won by his Jinyuan offensive. If he knew that it would add another income of more than one million US dollars, I think Comrade Demi Yang would be very happy. After all, the price he had to pay was just to sign his name on a document.

You see, Kosov only plans to give Demiyan one million dollars and keep the remaining four million dollars himself.

Hou Wenjun stood at the intersection of Vinson Street and looked at Smith who was walking off the bus, and laughed happily.

Smith also responded to Hou Wenjun with a smile. Walking to Hou Wenjun, Smith smiled and said, "It's better to be careful at this moment. I don't want to repeat the 'Arab scam'." As Smith finished speaking, two big men in black suits suddenly appeared behind Hou Wenjun.

The two of them instantly controlled Hou Wenjun, and started to detect Hou Wenjun's body with a pair of detectors. It was not until after detecting Hou Wenjun's whole body and finding that there was no problem, they nodded to Smith and said, "Boss, this guy is clean."

Smith smiled and waved his hand to signal the two to retreat, then looked at Hou Wenjun with a smile and said apologetically, "You know how crazy those bastards who are f-piss are. I have to be more cautious in this period. This is good for you and me."

Hou Wenjun waved his hand indifferently and smiled, "It's okay, now we can talk about serious business." Although Hou Wenjun was smiling, he swore in his heart that after this incident, he must let Adams and Smith know what Hou Wenjun is doing. The black tycoon is not a joke. (To be continued.)

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