"I'm sorry, the last presidential suite has been reserved by this gentleman, so if you still want to stay here, you can only stay in a regular room."

"If you don't want to live in an ordinary room, then please leave here and don't cause trouble. I don't care which country's consortium you are from, how much money you have, or what your identity is. I just want you to remember one thing. This is the Golden Triangle. Every year, countless people from top consortiums are kidnapped here."

"So if you don't want to end up like me, just be quiet."

Faced with this man's threats, the staff appeared unusually calm.

In the Golden Triangle, anyone can die at any time.

Besides, this is the Viper Bar's hotel.

"How dare you! Who gave you the courage to do anything against us? I think you don't want to live anymore?!" The staff member dared to be so arrogant. The man was immediately furious and grabbed the staff member by the collar, ready to attack.

"I advise you to be honest. This is the property of the Viper Gang."

"Have you forgotten that three years ago, the eldest son and grandson of the head of the three major financial groups in Country H were kidnapped by the Viper Gang?"

"As far as I know, the head of one of the three major financial groups in your country H paid 100 billion US dollars to rescue his son. Are you planning to give me billion now?"

At this moment, a thin middle-aged man who had been sitting aside and looked unremarkable, even a little ugly, suddenly spoke. While speaking, the corners of his mouth kept an upward arc, revealing two rows of yellow teeth. His triangular eyes kept wandering around the young man, just like a hungry wolf admiring a sheep.

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone turned their attention to the people from country H.

"Don't cause trouble." Under the gaze of everyone, an old man from Country H walked out. He first scolded the man before, and then said to the man with triangular eyes calmly, "We were offended before, please forgive us."

"It doesn't matter. We open the door to do business, not to make enemies."

"But I advise you to keep a low profile. Just because we don't want to interact with others doesn't mean we are afraid of others. I don't care how big your conglomerate is or how much money you have. If you don't want to die in the Golden Triangle, you have to keep a low profile."

"Because in this place, the normal people are crazy! The crazy people are normal!"

Triangle Eyes chuckled, and there was a bit of madness in his laughter.

"Thank you for the reminder." The old man thanked the man with triangular eyes, and then said to the young man next to him, "Master, let's go to another place."

"I don't want to go through all this trouble anymore. Since the hotel has already provided the room, we can just buy it back from the guest." The young man, who was called Young Master, was only seventeen or eighteen years old, but his every word and action revealed an air of arrogance, as if he didn't take anyone present seriously.

Hearing this, the old man nodded, then turned to look at Chen Pingan who had just completed the formalities.

The two groups arrived almost at the same time, but Chen Pingan and his group arrived first and got the last presidential suite.

"Sir, sir, could you please transfer the presidential suite you just rented to us? The price is negotiable." The old man looked at Chen Pingan and said in a relatively gentle manner.

"I'm sorry, I can't." Chen Pingan refused without hesitation.

The reason why he did this was simple. It was not because he was so spoiled that he had to live in the presidential suite, but because there were many eyes watching him.

In a chaotic place like the Golden Triangle, if one wants to gain a foothold, one must never be weak.

Because here the weak will not only not get any help, but will become the target of bullying by others.

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