Siheyuan: Bringing Warehouses to 1959

In Kyiv, someone actually airlifted a Rolls-Royce over.

Is this guy trying to snatch the title of King from me?

Zeng Wangcai took out his cell phone and asked Chongqing Railway for some detailed information, confirming that it was an American, but he was not sure what the American’s purpose was for the time being.

At around five o'clock in the afternoon, Zeng Wangcai went to check on Xu Damao and Sha Zhu's room. The two of them were pale, their legs were weak, and they were completely unable to get up.

"Others have sex with women for fun, but you guys are fucking desperate..." Zeng Wangcai sighed as he stood at the head of their bed, "Forget it, you two take a rest, I'll go by myself tonight."

Anyway, these two guys have completed half of their mission. Their image as rich people with decadent nightlife has been established, so it doesn’t matter whether they go or not.

"We also...we also want to win glory for our country." Xu Damao struggled to get up and said tremblingly, "You don't know, those girls looked down on us last night, how could we tolerate that?"

"It's just...luckily I bought some medicine when I was in Jiangdao, otherwise I would have made a fool of myself last night!" Sha Zhu sacrificed more than Xu Damao and consumed more energy, so he couldn't get up. He lay on the bed and said, "If you need us again tonight, we will fight for our lives."

"Come on, there are no bad fields, only similar cows, understand?" Zeng Wangcai curled his lips and said, "You two stay in the hotel, rest, and recharge your energy. Don't mess around during this period. If everything goes well, we will go to the shipyard. You two are familiar with that place. Don't die in Kiev."

"No problem!" Xu Damao was excited. "That factory manager Earl is also interested in this. When the time comes, you can ask Martha to send a few girls over. I guarantee you will get twice the result with half the effort.

"It's not that I'm thinking about those girls. Let me make it clear first, the conditions at the shipyard are worse, and the quality of the girls is not as good as in Kiev."

This is really fun to play.

Zeng Wangcai nodded, too lazy to say anything more to the two animals.

It's almost time to set off.

PARKING LOT.

Since Xu Damao and Sha Zhu couldn't go, Zeng Wangcai only needed to drive one car.

Before getting in the car, Zeng Wangcai threw some things he needed to show off into the car, such as high-end goods such as red wine and cigars.

Unfortunately, the 80 Lafite is not considered a good thing nowadays, so Zeng Wangcai could only find a set of high-end tea sets and put them in the trunk in case of emergency.

Xiaobao was driving, and the socialite Martha was Zeng Wangcai's female companion tonight, so Martha, wearing a dress that revealed most of her car lights, sat in the back seat.

After communicating the driving route, Zeng Wangcai waited quietly for arrival.

He looked out the window. The night view of Kiev was quite good, a different kind of scenery from the other cities.

He looked all the way until the buildings outside the window began to wither. Zeng Wangcai then withdrew his gaze and asked, "How far is it?"

"It's about ten minutes' drive away!" Martha replied.

"Where are your little sisters?"

"They have already gone there..."

The so-called cocktail party probably has some other activities after it’s over. It looks like we’ll have to go back home tonight.

Zeng Wangcai glanced at Martha beside him and thought to himself that this woman was not that simple. The fact that a mother could let the girls under her command come to a cocktail party of this level speaks volumes.

"Wouldn't it be too presumptuous for us to go in directly?" Zeng Wangcai asked.

"Don't worry!" Martha smiled, "I have called Mr. Kidov, and he welcomes and looks forward to your arrival."

Fine!

The Rolls-Royce finally came to the end of a road. From the car window, one could see that the main building of the manor, covered in lights, was very large.

At the gate of the manor, in another direction, two cars slowly drove in.

The Rolls-Royce was the third to arrive at the gate of the manor, and two burly men in black suits stopped the car.

At this moment, a middle-aged man came out from behind the iron gate and shouted, "Let them pass!"

After shouting at the man in the black suit, the middle-aged man came to the side of the Rolls-Royce and bent down.

Zeng Wangcai pulled open the privacy curtain and opened the car window.

"Ms. Martha, is this Mr. Zhang from Jiangdao?" the middle-aged man asked politely.

"Yes!"

"Welcome, please come in, Mr. Kidov is waiting for you."

Zeng Wangcai nodded slightly in greeting, his expression full of satisfaction.

After they left, the middle-aged man sighed and said, "This is a real rich man, someone who can spend more than $1.5 million to customize a Rolls-Royce..."

The pretentious car worked.

After Martha contacted Kidov, Kidov asked someone to investigate Zeng Wangcai. Due to limited time, not much information could be found out, but the things on Zeng Wangcai's documents, including the fact that he asked the manufacturer to customize the car, were all found out.

The car finally drove half a circle around the fountain at the entrance of the main building of the manor and stopped at the bottom of the stairs.

Xiaobao got out of the car and opened the door for Zeng Wangcai.

Zeng Wangcai then went over and opened the car door for Martha very gentlemanly. After getting out of the car, Martha naturally took Zeng Wangcai's arm, and then the two of them walked up the stairs.

At the top of the stairs, a white man with black hair and wearing a flashy red suit and a fat white man with a bald head stood side by side.

Each of them was accompanied by a beautiful girl.

There were two white people, and Zeng Wangcai could tell without much difficulty that the bald fat man was Kidov.

As for the one in the red suit, Zeng Wangcai wondered if he was an American who was trying to steal his business.

"It's an honor..." The bald fat man stretched out his hands with a warm expression, "A guest from the East, I'm Kidov, welcome!"

After saying hello, Kidov hugged Zeng Wangcai's shoulders.

Zeng Wangcai's body was slightly stiff as the fat man touched his face and rubbed it twice.

After Kidov pasted Zeng Wangcai, he pasted Martha twice and said with a smile: "Beautiful Miss Martha, I need to thank you..."

After the greetings, Kidov introduced his female companion, and then Zeng Wangcai was touched twice again.

Finally, Kidov introduced the red suit: "This guest is Mr. Wanka from Wall Street..."

Wanka?

Why does this name sound so familiar?

When Zeng Wangcai was slightly stunned, Wanka came up to him seductively.

"Wait a minute!" Are you a sissy?

Zeng Wangcai looked at Wanka's orchid finger and felt a chill. He quickly reached out and grabbed Wanka's orchid finger palm: "Let's meet with Mr. Wanka's etiquette!"

Damn, this guy even sprayed perfume.

It's a fucking perfume for women... He's not a gay, and he's a submissive one.

Why would anyone come to Wall Street at this time?

Is there really a big deal... Wanka Wanka...

While shaking hands, Zeng Wangcai silently repeated the name in his mind, but he couldn't remember where he had heard it.

"Dear guests, let's go in, the cocktail party is about to begin!" Kidov invited.

Zeng Wangcai was walking inside with Wanka following him on the left side. He noticed that the distance between him and Wanka was much closer than the distance between Wanka and his female companion.

He was sure that this bastard was a gay!

After entering the cocktail party, Kidov confessed his crime and went to do other things. Zeng Wangcai saw that the brightly lit scene was crowded with people, all in pairs.

Wanka took two goblets from a waiter's tray and handed one to Zeng Wangcai: "Mr. Zhang, let's go over there and talk!"

"Thank you..." Zeng Wangcai took the wine glass and asked, "Mr. Wanka, are you doing investment on Wall Street?"

"Of course!" Vanka smiled charmingly, "I represent Morgan Stanley..."

On behalf of Morgan...

It's him!

Damn it, Wanka, the pioneer representative of Wall Street who is bringing down the Russians!

I was wondering why the name sounded so familiar...