At three o'clock in the morning, Hong Kong International Airport—

Dragging his tired body, Song Zhichao took the bodyguard bald man Jin Jiu and the macho Niu Xiong from the plane.

Of course, this plane is not a Sutu 154 passenger plane, but an ordinary international flight.

Along with Song Zhichao, three Soviet bosses Anglev, Bozhnev, and Andrew, of course, they also brought their accompanying bodyguards to a large group of eighteen people.

But they did not disclose their identities, so Hong Kong treats them as ordinary passengers.

Even so, this pomp and other passengers in the same journey looked at each other, not understanding what so many of Song Zhichao and the others do.

As for the Sutu 154 passengers arrived at the airport tonight and stopped here. If nothing unexpected happened, after Anglev and others were satisfied after reviewing the exchange goods provided by Song Zhichao for them, they would hand over the first Sutu 154 to the "Wanda Import and Export Trading Company" to Song Zhichao. And Song Zhichao will lead Li Jianguo, a senior executive of the Mainland Sichuan Airlines Company who came to Hong Kong to see goods tomorrow, and others to the airport to "review" the Sutu 154. If nothing unexpected happens, Li Jianguo and others will deliver 50 million to the Wanda Company to Song Zhichao for the funds to purchase the plane.

In other words, Song Zhichao is now using magic tricks, and the time difference is only one day. It’s not that Song Zhichao is unwilling to extend the time difference a little bit, but that Sichuan Airlines and Su Tu agreed on each other’s time, but that coincidentally, only one day was missing.

To deal with these Soviet guys today, we will welcome Sichuan Airlines tomorrow. For Song Zhichao, there are only four words - time is tight.

...

Since he received the "state-level" treatment of Anglev and others in the Soviet Union, Song Zhichao cannot weaken the title of Wanda Trading Company now when he invites others to Hong Kong.

Even if you are swelling, you have to be fat - sometimes doing business is like this, you have to talk about face and packaging.

So early in the morning, Song Zhichao arranged eight Rolls-Royces to pick up and drop off as a transfer car.

Of course, these luxury cars were found by Song Zhichao. After all, this place is Hong Kong. There are only many luxury cars. It is not a problem to find eight black Rolls-Royces of the same model. The rental fee is a bit expensive, and a car costs 10,000 yuan a day.

Seeing this grand scene, Anglev and others were excited. After all, although the Soviet Union was a big country, the heavy industry was relatively developed, and the light industry was... much behind. The most common cars in the Soviet Union were their domestic "Volga", or some big road goods that were even worse than Volga, such as the black lengthened and grand Rolls-Royce. Those who were officials only saw it in TV and movies, but had no chance to try to ride it. After all, their status was placed wherever they were, and if they were seen, they would be labeled as the decay of capitalism.

Song Zhichao had known what these Soviets were thinking, so he wanted to be extravagant, but he had no chance, and wanted to be degenerate, but he was too concerned, so Song Zhichao had all arranged it.

He actively opened the most luxurious and grand extended Rolls-Royce door and invited Mr. Anglev to go up.

As soon as Anglev got in, he was stunned because he was not the only one in the car, but there was a Japanese woman with a small-eyed eyes in a cherry blossom kimono.

When the Japanese woman saw him, she bent down and said, "Private Marseille!" Then she exposed her shoulders and knelt down with a sudden burst of spring to help Anglev take off her shoes.

Anglev was startled and looked back at Song Zhichao.

Song Zhichao said: "The long journey is long, Miss Zhizi will accompany you! She is a famous Japanese family and is known as a flower in Osaka!"

Jin Jiu and Niu Xiong were standing upside him.

All nonsense!

This Japanese girl was found by Dasha - Kowloon City costs 300 yuan a night, with an additional quantity and no price increase; but it is indeed a Japanese product - a substitute from Japan!

But the Russians don't understand this. To them, Asian women all look the same, especially their aesthetic taste is very strange. The smaller the eyes and the bigger the mouth, and the stranger they look, the more beautiful they feel.

For example, in front of him, Anglev felt that the "Osaka Yizhihua" from Japan was quite beautiful, especially the thick pink on his face, which was very greedy for Anglev's rough appetite.

"Dear Song, this is not good..." After all, Anglev has been educated in China and is very knowledgeable about "discipline".

Song Zhichao helped him press a button on the seat, and then he saw an automatic lifting screen separate the space where Anglev was located from the driver's seat, forming a completely enclosed space.

Then he opened the mini freezer on the car, took out the vodka that the Soviets loved to drink the most, and handed it to Miss Zhizi and said, "Serve my honorable guests!"

Miss Zhizi said "Hayi" and then knelt on the ground, looking like a little bird, helping to start the wine and pour vodka very gently.

Song Zhichao blinked at Anglev, "It's nothing. This is my intention. Bozhnev and Mr. Andrew are treated the same - this is very common, don't worry too much!" After that, he turned around and left.

Anglev took a deep breath, sat on the soft seat, looked at the lovely Japanese woman in front of him, and then looked at this almost completely closed space, and imagined what his companions Bozhnev and Andrew were doing at this moment... Suddenly, a fire rose from his lower abdomen, no matter what, fall, my dear God!

...

After helping Mr. Anglev close the door of the Rolls-Royce, Song Zhichao said to the drivers who drove: "Try to go around more circles! If we want our dear Soviet friends to have fun and have fun, just treat it as if we are on the cruise river. Do you understand?"

After getting the money, of course, they had to help others do things. The drivers had no objection to this. They just thought that Song Zhichao was particularly concerned about these Soviet guests, but they didn't know that in addition to deliberately pleased these Soviet guys and allowed them to exchange them smoothly, Song Zhichao had so many cars carrying them around Hong Kong, and there was another purpose, which was to buy time.

Song Zhichao has always been cautious in doing things. In this way, if he accompanied these Soviets to Hong Kong and then went to the warehouse to see goods together, what if something happened during the period? The only way is to stabilize them first, take another vehicle and rush to the warehouse quickly, prepare enough things to prepare, and then formal negotiations and formal transactions.

So, after arranging Anglev and the other three, Song Zhichao left Jin Jiu to take care of the Soviet bosses, and he took Niu Xiong to another vehicle and went to the warehouse he prepared to check the goods without turning a corner.

It turned out that all his worries were right, because from the moment he arrived at the warehouse, he saw Huang Cailun, Dasha, Chicken Semen and Curly all running over, and then said in a hasty and panic tone: "Boss is not good, the batch of goods from the British garrison were stolen!"

Upon hearing this, Song Zhichao was immediately shocked.

You should know that the military supplies in the garrison were the best "model goods" for the Soviets to see. Now that this batch of goods has been stolen, what else can I give to these Soviet guys? Could you let them see the canned food and wine that was about to expire?

Song Zhichao shook his head violently, good things got a lot of trouble, but fortunately he took a step forward. Otherwise, it would be embarrassing, and the business might be ruined.

Take out the lighter and cigarette from your arms. Song Zhichao bit the cigarette in his mouth, but he didn't notice that his hands were shaking slightly. He called the lighter several times, but he didn't catch fire.

With a snap, Niu Xiong took out the lighter and helped him ignite it.

Taking a deep breath, Song Zhichao's eyes were burning and asked Huang Cailun and the others: "Do you know who snatched the goods?"

Huang Cailun and the others shook their heads.

Song Zhichao let out a puff of cigarette and bit his lip, "Go and look for it! Even if you search through the entire Xiangjiang River, you will still find that damn guy!"

Niu Xiong, Huang Cailun and the others were about to take action, when Song Zhichao's elder brother rang out.

Niu Xiong handed his elder brother to Song Zhichao: "Brother Chao, your phone number."

Song Zhichao's eyes flashed, he glanced at the phone, seemed to have guessed something, took a deep breath, suppressed his about to burst out, and answered the phone.

"How is it, Lesechao, are you surprised or surprised? Your batch of goods is in my hands. If you want it, come to me!" A very arrogant and arrogant voice came from the phone.

Song Zhichao is familiar with it, that is Cha Yongxiao!
Chapter completed!