Chapter 213： :invite

This Lin Bei, whose English name is Kenny, is Tang Dao's college classmate at Stanford.

Tang Dao raised his hand to signal to the little angels in the distance that they should not move, and said to Charlie, "Do you mind adding an extra chair?"

"certainly."

The Caucasian boss was quite clever, he came back to his senses, the two Asians seemed to know each other, he felt a little bit in his heart, and then hurriedly moved a chair from the side, such a change of identity made Lin Bei a little at a loss, especially when sitting Beside the two rich men, even knowing that this is his former classmate is a bit restrained.

Just mixed flavors.

Tang Dao was a top student when he was in school, and he even got a scholarship, and perhaps because he lived overseas since he was a child, his personality is completely different from that of domestic students. He likes to participate and show his presence, so, He created: "Stanford Chinese Association." Most of the Chinese in the school were brought together to fight against those racists.

People who have received high-level transactions are also racist. They just use their knowledge to disguise themselves very well. A wolf in sheep's clothing is still a beast.

"Whatever you want to eat, order yourself." Tang Dao said.

Lin Bei quickly waved his hands, "I've eaten, I'm not hungry, thank you." Then he hesitated, "Are you home yet?"

"Well, you know something happened to my family, so I started a small business and made some money. This is Mr. Charlie. He invited me to meet in Boston and experience the beautiful scenery by the way."

Made some money?

Looking at the posture of the team and the appearance of the bodyguards, there may be more than one point.

And if he read it correctly, Tang Dao is wearing a handmade Armani suit, which is worth tens of thousands of dollars. The watch, Vacheron Constantin, is more than 150,000 dollars! What kind of business can make money with this.

But Lin Bei also has a degree, and of course he won't ask what shouldn't be asked.

"Shouldn't you be in Palo Alto? Why did you come to Boston?" Tang Dao tore off the lobster claws. The meat inside was smelling like meat, and the smell was a bit intoxicating.

"I'm studying at Harvard University. It just so happens that I'm on vacation for two days. I'm here to work as a temporary worker."

This is also a proper academic master. From Stanford to Harvard, to a certain extent, this study is better than Tang Dao. He paused, "I remember you studied law, right? What? Are you going to return to China or plan to develop here? ?”

"There are many opportunities in the United States. I thought, earn some money, and I don't want my family to think that I am just helping people sue."

This is true. In the two countries, because of the difference in civilization, the industry identity is also different. For example, in capitalist countries, lawyers are elite talents, and they can even become politicians and enter the political arena. Mu Kane is a top student at Harvard Law School. Here, you can defend the rich and enjoy the rights you deserve. In a different civilization, you might be considered a sue, or even An unscrupulous person who speaks black and white.

But isn't this exactly the human rights these people are praying for?

Human rights lie in justice!

While clamoring for human rights, while refuting the existence of lawyers... sad.

Reality always loses out to countless gossip.

But for Tang Dao, he had an idea, but he didn't realize it, his face was still calm, "This is very good, if you need me, you can call me, this is my phone number." He took out a stack of The business card was handed over, which was also plated with a layer of gold powder, which looked a bit bland, but it was actually not much money.

Most of the people who can get his phone number are African warlords or European and American business tycoons.

Lin Bei took it with two hands. There was only a string of numbers on it, nothing else, but he put it in his wallet very carefully. He knew that maybe this was an opportunity for him.

"Are you the only one coming to Harvard? Where's your girlfriend? It seems to be called Luo Zi?"

"It's broken up, she returned to China, and her parents asked her to go back to take over the business..." Lin Bei's mouth trembled, and then he answered calmly, as if explaining someone else's story.

Tang Dao nodded and didn't ask much. After all, this is his private matter, and the status of the two parties is different, no matter how good Lin Bei is.

The cheapest thing is the gentleness of a man who can do nothing, and the cheapest thing to be rich is a woman.

After the two chatted for a few more words, the other party also got up and went to work, lest the white boss scold him behind his back.

"Nicholas, your friend looks a bit down and out?" Charlie glanced at the other's clothes, and managed to find a word to describe it.

"Not everyone in this world is as rich as you, sir. I've heard that the strength of the Longfellow family is such that I still use the pens produced by the company under your name in Somalia."

Of course, Tang Dao would not say that this pen was given to him by Hassan.

It is said that several Yankees died in the Sahara Desert, and the pen was picked up from the body. Of course, this is just a rumor, and Hassan did not answer the source.

This flattery was very good, and Charlie waved his hands politely with satisfaction on his face.

"Our company's sales last year were not half of yours. Now the business is getting worse and worse. Mr. Nicholas has made a fortune."

"I made a little money, maybe it's God's gift to me."

"I also hope that God will give me a blessing." Charlie envied, then covered his mouth and coughed, feeling that it was not appropriate for him to say this, so he straightened his tone and said, "I have a military factory in Boston, I don't know, Does Mr. Nicholas have time to visit? I can arrange it."

Military factory?

Tang Dao is now the most concerned about this thing, but he is going to take the regular whitewashing route in the future, so of course he still needs to know more about it.

And Although the eagle sauce military industry enterprises are private, the sales of these enterprises need to be checked by the government. Who can sell to and what technical level they can sell to is the government's final decision! Because the biggest customer of these companies is the U.S. government, without the purchase of the U.S. government, these military enterprises cannot survive for a day!

So for this, there is another model: workshop!

We don't produce high-end weapons, we only sell them!

Many of the more classic pistol styles came out of the workshop.

One of the main reasons for Tang Dao to come to Boston is to have a detailed understanding of the local military industry culture and deal with people from government departments, so as to plan for his next step.

"Of course, I'm honored to accept the invitation, thank you very much." He showed a surprised look, and opened his eyes wide, which can properly satisfy the vanity of the other party.

For this most basic performance, he is still online.

At the very least, he doesn't need to cut out pictures, and he can play on the spot, he is simply a born businessman.