Palm Bay

A fiery red helicopter landed steadily on the tarmac of Palm Bay Hotel.

The hatch opened and a middle-aged man came out.

He was wearing a dark blue suit with a chair and a gold pen pinned to his chest, and the gentlemanly wind came to his face..

Behind him were hundreds of millions of young men in black suits.

Young people with a black suitcase in their hands walk half a step later than middle-aged men.

It can be seen that he should be a middle-aged man's secretary, or his subordinates and so on.

"Mr. Marcus, I have investigated before I come. Professor qinluo is in Room 601." Said the young man.

"Lead the way!" The middle-aged man nodded and waved to the youth.

Soon the young people were leading the way.

Room 601

Qin Luo is chatting with Chen Qiangsheng.

"Chen Bu, do you think we should collect some money?" Qin Luo looked at Chen Qiangsheng with a smile and asked, "all of them are here. If you don't collect them, you will feel a little bit of a loss."

Yes, the capitalist businessmen are all big fat sheep. They are all delivered to our door. If we do not collect a sum of money, we will lose a lot of money!

A collection?

At the corner of his mouth, Chen Qiangsheng felt speechless.

There's a word for that? Hobo meat!

Qin Luo is a living hob meat!

He's a wild goose over plucked feathers!

Originally, Chen Qiangsheng's play was Qin Luo. Even if he wanted to do it, it was William.

As a result, Qin Luo completely overthrows his script with a word!

Qin Luo's target is not only William, but also Marcus.

Sure enough, professional things have to be done by professionals.

It's good to be a gourd eating audience.

By the way, Qin Luo just asked himself what was it?

Do you want to collect them?

"Keke ~" Chen Qiangsheng cleared his throat and slowly opened his mouth: "I have only one answer, that is, all comers are welcome!"

What's wrong with picking up some wool?

You've delivered them to the door. You can't have them collected yet.

There is no such saying in the world!

"Dele ~"

hearing Chen Qiangsheng's words, Qin Luo nodded heavily.

He likes the character of Chen Qiangsheng!

No matter who they are, they are talking about it first!

"Chen Bu, remember to cooperate with me later!" Qin Luo looked at Chen Qiangsheng seriously and said.

"What a big thing, no problem!" Chen Qiangsheng patted his chest and said, "I'm going to do business. You can rest assured."

"All right

Qin Luo nodded, not talking, but quietly waiting for the arrival of Marcus.

Outside -

led by the youth, Marcus stands at the door of Room 601.

"Mr. Marcus, Professor Qin is in there..." The youth said with a smile.

"Knock on the door."

"Understand!" The young man nodded, reached out and knocked on the door!

……

"Dong Dong Dong ~" listening to the knock outside the door, Qin Luo suddenly got up from the stool,

"Chen Bu, get ready for the guests!" Qin Luo said with a smile that the market is coming?

Marcus!

Chen Qiangsheng's deep eyes flashed a wisp of fine awn instantly: "I handle affairs, you can rest assured."

As he spoke, Chen Qiangsheng stretched out his hand and opened the door of the room.

Outside the door stood two men, one old and one young.

The younger ones are about 30 years old.

And the old, about 50 years old.