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The first thousand three hundred and eighty-six chapters of flowers can be folded and must be folded

Chapter 1,386: Flowers bloom and must be broken



After explaining the matter, Liu Dong ended the call with Jose Aguilar. Then he checked the funds in Mustard Space that he had taken advantage of.

It was found that the total amount, including rupees and US dollars, was about US$800 million.

This is what he gained from Mozang Gan's coffers. Although it is not too much, it is still very rich.

After handling the money matter, Liu Dong simply looked through the surveillance video data he had picked up, as well as some of the secret data that Mozang Gandhi had kept in the safe on the fourth floor underground. For his opponent, or rather

The forces behind Moissan Gandhi are basically well aware of it.

"With these, I also have enough bargaining capital! There is no need to use too many violent methods!"

Thinking of this, Liu Dong, who was more confident, stretched himself, turned off the computer and stood up.

With this windfall of tens of billions of dollars, Hanhua Telecom can take a step closer to investing in the European telecommunications industry!

“Perhaps the entire Western European market can be included in the investment scope!”

With this in mind, Liu Dong opened the door and walked out.

Hearing the noise behind her, Neha Dalvi, who had finished taking a shower and was sitting on the sofa with a thoughtful look on her face, stood up immediately.

Maybe it was because he moved so fast that the bath towel on his body slipped slightly. Under the bright light, the delicate collarbone, deep career line, and white skin, combined with the other party's tall figure of 173 cm and delicate

His face exuded a different kind of ultimate allure.

"you're so beautiful!"

Liu Dong couldn't help but admired.

All men know that the amorous feelings of a woman after taking a bath are the most alluring. And combined with Neha Dalvi's stunning appearance and her original cold-eyed and noble temperament, Liu Dong really felt that kind of "clean water"

Hibiscus, naturally carved with sighs, and the desire to conquer from the heart.

"Thanks!"

After whispering in response, Neha Dalvi quickly became firm after seeing a trace of struggle on her face as she looked at the increasingly fiery eyes of the tall man opposite her.

Then, she was seen walking up to Liu Dong with swaying steps and a rosy face. After a slight hesitation, she slowly stretched out her slender white right hand and took Liu Dong's left hand. After taking a deep breath, her delicate body was slightly light.

Shakingly, he slowly put this rough, rough hand on his chest.

Feeling the softness and fullness in his hands, smelling the alluring virgin fragrance emanating from the beauty, and looking at her charming face so close, Liu Dong smiled slightly and did not suppress the passion surging in his heart at all.

Hesitantly, he reached out and picked up the lively and fragrant beauty in front of him, and strode into the bedroom.

If there are flowers, you must break them off. Don’t wait until there are no flowers.

When such a beautiful woman is left to be picked by anyone, if it is not Liu Xiahui, few men can bear it, let alone Liu Dong.

In the luxuriously decorated bedroom, clothes were flying around, and in less than a minute the two of them were naked facing each other. When the foreplay was over, it was naturally time to get into the real theme.

"ah……!"

Feeling the tearing pain in her lower body, tears suddenly overflowed from the corners of Neha Dalvi's eyes.

But when she saw a newspaper lying on the sofa next to the room out of the corner of her eye, her pretty face, which was still painful and a little pale, became determined again.

The suffering and poverty she experienced since childhood made Neha Dalvi particularly long for a wealthy and luxurious life. Originally, she thought she could achieve it through her own hard work.

But when she actually entered college and gradually came into contact with society, she realized how difficult it was for a woman, especially a beautiful woman like her, to gain a foothold in society.

Compared to men and those women with ordinary looks but outstanding talents, Neha Dalvi must pay a greater price to win the life she desires.

Without Mozang Gandhi, Neha Dalvi might have chosen to make her own way, but now she understands that if she wants to keep herself and her family safe, or even alive, she must find a stronger man to rely on.

.

And the person in front of her is her best choice.

So, after some hesitation before, she chose to give away her most precious thing!

A woman's chastity and appearance are their strongest capital. If you want to increase the value of these capitals, you must choose a potential investment target. And Liu Dong is obviously the best one.



Just when Liu Dong and Neha Dalvi were having an affair, a discussion about him was going on in a European-style villa in a wealthy area of ​​New Delhi.

"How's Babu doing?"

"The doctor said that the young master was just too frightened and fell into a coma. There is nothing serious!" Raman said respectfully.

"It's fine as long as nothing's wrong!...Have you found the information of the people who caused trouble in Mosangandhi tonight?"

"It's been found out, but I'm afraid the other party won't be easy to deal with!" Raman said hesitantly.

"Oh? Show me!"

Salman Mehta, who was wearing a shirt and waistcoat with a serious look on his face, showed a hint of surprise. He was really curious about a person who could make even his loyal subordinates feel troublesome.

However, after taking a look at the information handed over by Raman, even Salman Mehta, with his pride, could not help but frown.

"The richest man in the world, Liu Dong!"

Looking at the moody boss, Raman quickly said: "We didn't know it was him at first, otherwise what happened last night wouldn't have happened!"

In fact, after Liu Dong's true identity was discovered by him, Raman was surprised and felt a little regretful.

However, there is nothing that can be done about it. Liu Dong's rise has been too short. Although he has heard of the other party's name, he really has no impression of the appearance of the new world's richest man.

Moreover, it has long been proven that prosopagnosia exists between races.

Finally, who would have thought that the world's richest man would come to India and enter an underground casino like Mohammad Gandhi?

After listening to Raman's words and looking at the information in his hand, Salman didn't say anything immediately. He knew that what happened last night was not to blame on Raman. If it hadn't been for his incompetent son, I'm afraid it wouldn't have happened.

This is it now.

But as a father, and thinking about how much his wife doted on his son, Salman Mehta changed the subject, "How much money did we lose last night?"

"Over $1 billion!"

In order to cover up the fact that he had taken the surveillance video and looted the money bank, Liu Dong also used his own relic Yuan Guang to plant explosives when he left the fourth underground floor of Mosangandhi.

According to the amount used at that time, it was enough to blow up these two places to pieces without leaving any traces.

Therefore, Moshangan Gandi, who searched and cleaned it afterwards, thought that everything inside was blown to pieces by the explosion and then burned. They had no idea that the most core items had been quietly taken away by Liu Dong.

"A billion dollars! Tsk!"

After Salman Mehta finished speaking in a gloomy tone, he suddenly clenched the information in his hand, and a gleam of coldness appeared in his eyes.

After following Salman for a long time, Raman also had a very deep understanding of his character. From the expression and tone on the other person's face at this moment, he knew that the boss would not give up easily.

"Where does he live now?"

"The Hot Spring Hotel in New Delhi! I have people watching me. If there is any change in the other party, we will get the news as soon as possible!"

Salman Mehta, who was secretly satisfied with Raman's comprehensive deployment, nodded, and after thinking for a while, "Raman, what do you think we should do to recover the losses from the other party, and teach him a lesson by the way?

Let the world's richest man also know how powerful we are, Moissan Gandhi?"

"This... I'm afraid it won't be easy! The other party's background is too deep, and it has too much influence around the world. If we act rashly, we may get burned." Raman said worriedly.

Moissan Gandhi, who was originally a gangster, used too many methods of burning, killing and looting! But these despicable methods can be used against ordinary people, but it would be much more difficult to deal with Liu Dong. Even if

In the end, it succeeded, but the consequences may not be something that Moissan Gandhi could bear.

In short, the danger is too great!

"What if we take the legal route?" Salman pointed out.

"Openly? Legal means?"

"Yes, everyone is equal before the law, even the richest man in the world! And this is India, not China! As long as we can win support at the national level and sympathy from the people, we will be invincible!"

Salman said with confidence.

"Place the blame!" Raman suddenly said.

"Haha, actually it's not a frame-up, this is the evidence he left for us!" As he said, Salman Mehta took out his mobile phone, opened it and pulled out a few photos from the album, although

The pixels of the photo are not very good, and the image in the photo looks a bit blurry, but you can still see clearly that it is a snapshot of Liu Dong knocking over the security guard when he entered the underground floor.

"This was taken by some friends last night when they were playing in Mosangandhi and was sent to me by chance." After a brief explanation, Salman Mehta put away his phone and said, "I will send these pictures to you later.

I’ll give you the photo, you do the rest!”

"Yes, boss! However, if you want to put him in jail just for these few photos, I'm afraid it's unlikely!"

The shrewd Raman immediately understood Salman Mehta's plan. Even if he sacrificed the lives of several security guards, blamed Liu Dong and framed him to go to court, he could achieve his goal.

But if you want to convict the other party just through a few photos, it is obviously impossible. After all, Liu Dong is not an ordinary person but the richest man in the world with assets of hundreds of billions of dollars. He also has a huge background and powerful economic power. Without accurate information,

Evidence is simply impossible to do. (To be continued.)


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