Chapter 200 Magical Magic Box

That night.

Las Vegas, Hilton Hotel.

This is a comprehensive business hotel integrating accommodation, catering, gaming, tourism, etc.

It is also one of the characteristics of the casino Las Vegas.

Almost every restaurant has gambling stalls, gaming and other businesses.

Eat, drink, prostitute, and gamble all in one.

You can get whatever service you want.

Of course, the premise is money!

"Sir and Madam, this is the presidential suite prepared by the boss for you. It is equipped with fresh fruits and vegetables, and a bottle of 87 Lafite. The food is free."

A tall foreign girl in a OL black suit led Zhao Nanshan, Cheng Xiaonan and Ruiwen into the high-level presidential suite of the hotel and explained in great detail.

"Why is there only one suite?"

Cheng Xiaonan frowned.

"There are three rooms in the suite, you can move in as you like."

The hotel manager concierge said very politely.

She didn't know why Cheng Xiaonan thought there were too few suites, but the boss only arranged for one presidential suite, and opening another suite was not only troublesome, but also cost extra.

There is absolutely no need to do so.

"It's none of your business here, go out!"

Zhao Nanshan took out ten dollars as a tip and sent the hotel concierge away.

Tipping culture is very popular in the West.

Even Hong Kong Island is infected with the custom of tipping. Many people will tip the waiter when they stay in the hotel.

Some hotel waiters, if they don't get a tip, will even hang on.

Zhao Nanshan is not used to these things.

However, you have to do as the Romans do when you enter the country, and you have to get used to it if you are not used to it.

After all, tips are an important source of income in the Western service industry, and the wages of the waiters themselves are very low, unlike in the Eastern Confucian culture radiation circle, the service industry recruits employees to do things and gives full-time salaries.

The so-called tipping culture in Western countries.To put it bluntly, it is to pass on part of the salary that the boss should pay to the guests.

It belongs to the consumer culture hyped up by capitalists, with the purpose of sucking blood from customers and reducing their expenses.

Forcibly turning the tip based on mood into an expense that customers must pay.

Soft consumption has become hard consumption, which is really speechless.

"Zhao, should you take a rest for one night or deal with it later?"

Raven sat on the sofa, picked up a golden dragon fruit, and asked while eating.

"The sooner the better."

Zhao Nanshan then picked up a dragon fruit, condensed his fingers into a sword, and shot out a ray of golden light, split the dragon fruit in two, handed half of the dragon fruit to Cheng Xiaonan, and kept the half for himself to eat.

"Well, it's so sweet!"

One bite, the juice is overflowing, with a touch of honey fragrance.

Cheng Xiaonan fell in love with the golden dragon fruit as soon as he took a bite. It is much sweeter than the domestic red-skinned dragon fruit, and the juice has a strong honey taste.

Women usually have a sweet tooth.

Golden dragon fruit is very to her taste.

"It's really sweet, a nice fruit."

Zhao Nanshan was very indifferent.

Because, he has eaten a lot of spiritual fruits, no matter how sweet the golden pitaya is, it cannot compare to the spiritual fruits produced by the system.

Still, it's good for quenching thirst.

"Zhao, prepare the money. I'll invite Old Locke over to discuss the details of the cooperation."

Rui Wen finished eating a golden dragon fruit, told Zhao Nanshan to prepare the stolen money, then got up and walked out of the presidential suite, giving the space to the sweet and gluey couple.

to be frank.

She was a little envious of Cheng Xiaonan.

The man you are looking for not only lives well, but also has a sense of mystery.

However, what envied her most was that Zhao Nanshan loved women very much.

Care more about your lover than many men.

"Anan, is Mystique reliable?"

Watching Ruiwen leave the suite, Cheng Xiaonan couldn't help asking.

They are not familiar with the place where they lived in the United States, and they met unreliable local friends, and they might not know if they were sold out.

If not, both of them are not ordinary people, so there is no need to worry about their lives.

She really didn't dare to stay!

"I've helped her before, so it should be reliable."

Zhao Nanshan didn't doubt Ruiwen.

Since you choose to trust at the beginning, you should trust your friends before things change.

Out of absolute trust in his own man.

Cheng Xiaonan nodded and took the initiative to end the topic.

She is a very traditional woman, even if she turns into the fiery Chen Qi, she will not refute a man's opinion.

To be precise, it should be to respect a man's choice.

Xiaonan and Xiaodong have different personalities. The older sister is very strong and wants to be the first in everything.

And she just wants to be a virtuous wife!
Soon.

Mystique goes and comes back, and brings back a man.

A little old, with a fat belly and gray hair on the temples.However, he is full of energy, has a strong physique, walks vigorously with a cane, and is followed by three muscular bodyguards in black.

"Old Mike, this is my friend Zhao, and that is his fiancee. They have a business and want to talk to you."

Old Mike took a look at Zhao Nanshan, took a few steps forward, and said, "Young man, Ruiwen must have told you that you need to take 25% of the money laundering here. I only draw money for people introduced by Ruiwen. 15% commission, this is a very sincere price, but you have no sincerity, because I have not seen US dollars."

"Now I give you 10 minutes to send someone to deliver the US dollars to me, otherwise... no one will dare to wash your money in Las Vegas for you, and even the entire United States, no one will help you. "

Old Mike made a disarming gesture, which made Mystique quite unhappy.

But she didn't help with the talking.

Not enough friends.

Rather, Zhao Nanshan was indeed a bit negligent. When he left, he clearly told them to prepare 8000 million US dollars, and wait for her to bring Old Mike over to discuss cooperation.

"Mr. Mike, please wait a moment..."

Zhao Nanshan smiled slightly, turned around and opened the trolley case, took out stacks of US dollars, and stacked them neatly and orderly aside.

"How much money can a trolley case hold?"

Old Mike frowned and said dissatisfiedly: "Young man, if you want to cooperate with Mike, please show a little sincerity. For Raven's sake, I can ignore your previous negligence."

"Mr. Mike, this is a magic box that can hold a lot of money. Please be patient."

Zhao Nanshan said while speeding up the withdrawal of money.

Old Mike, who thought he was being teased, soon showed shock.

The same is true for the three bodyguards in black behind him.

Including Mystique on the side!
Because they witnessed Zhao Nanshan take out the last wad of US dollars, and in the blink of an eye, an extra box full of US dollars came out of the empty trolley case. Like the US dollars taken out before, they were all new money with the smell of ink.

"This……"

Old Mike was dumbfounded, and said in disbelief: "Ruiwen, Mr. Zhao is also a mutant?"

"no, he is not."

Mystique shook her head.

She is also full of curiosity about Zhao Nanshan. He is obviously just an oriental warrior, but he has means stronger than mutants. Not only can heal genetic defects, but he also has spatial abilities, and he can continuously withdraw dollars.

No wonder, when I picked up the plane before, I didn't see much luggage.

She thought that the money would go through a special channel and be transported to Las Vegas by hand, but now it seems that she was thinking about it.

 Thanks to 'Wuzhou Daojun' for rewarding five hundred book coins!
  
 
(End of this chapter)

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