MTL - The Strongest Arms Dealer-Chapter 32 : Registered Company Program

Manhattan, Presidential Suite.

"Sir, please come in." A white woman in formal attire opened the door, gave up half of her body, and respectfully invited Tang Dao in. Behind her was a black man carrying a box in both hands, stepping on the carpet carefully, With his head down, he put the luggage on the shelf.

Tang Dao glanced at the suite and nodded in satisfaction. As expected of $1,000 a night, the bed alone is two meters wide, which is big enough!

"Sir, is there any other order?"

"No more, I will come to you if I have something to do." Tang Dao waved his hand casually, and the white woman bowed halfway, and took the black man away, not forgetting to close the door before leaving.

Tang Dao stretched his waist, opened his hands, made a dive, and threw himself directly on the bed, which was still very soft. After bouncing a few times, he rolled over on his back with his arms under his head. Anxious to drive away the other party is because the system has a task.

[Level 1 main task: Personal assets reach 30 million US dollars! Rewards: two skill draws, two technical employees (elites). 】

Technical employees?

Could it be that Osborne, Robert and others are all combat employees?

Could it be that this employee can still build fighter jets?

Tang Dao just grinned silently, but then he turned his head and thought, it seems nothing is impossible, maybe the system can really handle it? !

Boom boom boom.

A knock on the door interrupted his thoughts, and Tang Dao sat up straight before shouting, "Please come in."

"Boss, Armani's staff is here." Robert pushed the door open and said.

"Go and call Jindun and the others over. Everyone will customize a suit, including necessities such as leather shoes and sunglasses. I will pay for it."

Robert was also taken aback, but when he realized it, a smile appeared on his face, "Okay, boss."

After finishing speaking, he went to the next door and knocked on the door, calling Jeffrey. Nicole and others called over, and the Italians were also quite interested.

Although Armani is only 30 years old, it is quite popular in the United States because of its rather tough style, coupled with the rendering of many movies, its sales have been rising steadily, radiating to the West and even the world.

Armani's staff is a white-haired old man with dreadlocks, gold mirrorless glasses, and a short suit. When he came in, he was a little confused when he saw a room full of strong men, but then, Habitually looked them up and down, he was satisfied that he could feel each other's abdominal muscles, as well as the wide and comfortable muscles.

"Burbage, Burbage Manfred, this is my apprentice." The old man greeted generously, and finally looked at Tang Dao. This big guy was the only one sitting here.

"Nicholas, I want to order two suits for my guys." Tang Dao turned sideways and picked up a box of cigars marked with the letter "Cohiba" from the small cabinet next to him. This kind of extreme cigar in the 1960s, But it was a diplomatic gift to the prime minister of another country. It wasn't interviewed to the general public until the late 80's.

A box of 38x152mm Cohiba cigars costs more than 7,000 US dollars. If you are in a hotel, it will definitely be more expensive, but if you have money, it is such a luxury.

Tang Dao tore open the package and gestured to Burbage, who waved his hand, "Sorry, we can't smoke while we're working, sir."

"You are really a dedicated employee." Tang Dao took one for himself, and distributed the rest to the employees. He sat on the sofa, crossed his legs and watched Burbage get busy. Although this old guy looks quite old, But the speed is not slow, and I don't know if it's intentional. He always likes to touch the abdominal muscles of Jin Dun and others a few times, and praises their good figure.

Everyone is embarrassed.

What the hell!

This is not an old rabbit.

"First...sir, there is no need to measure here." Robert stood up straight, with a blushing face and lifted his pants, Burbage was very serious, "Sir, every inch has a different charm. If you make it bigger or sit down, it can't be perfect. It is undoubtedly a failure to support your temperament, and I will not allow defective products to appear in my works."

Robert swallowed, and looked at Tang Dao, who was just watching a show. Robert had no choice but to slowly raise his hand and let Burbage measure the size.

In just half an hour, it felt like a battle, and my whole body was tense.

After muttering a few words to the apprentice, Burbage raised his head and asked, "Sir, do you have any other requirements?"

Tang Dao was about to shake his head, when Geoffrey next to him said first, "Boss, can the inner pocket of the clothes be made deeper."

"Um?"

Tang Dao looked at him suspiciously, and immediately understood what he meant. The inner pocket is deeper, which can better hide the guy. He nodded, "Just do as you said, how long will it take?"

Burbage nodded, wrote down the requirements, thought for a while, and said, "It will be about a week, pay 40% of the deposit first, and then pay the balance when we are done."

The custom-made ones are a bit more expensive, a set costs 4,000 US dollars, and these six people will cost close to 50,000 US dollars.

It is really expensive!

You can buy a small house in a remote place in New York.

"Of course." Tang Dao walked to the cargo cabinet at the door, took off the bag that the black man put in just now, and unzipped the zipper quickly, and the green Franklin inside came out with his head~www.novelbuddy.com~ This stack It was still very dazzling. Burbage could even hear the sound of the apprentice swallowing his saliva. This kid from the countryside of New York only earns 270 dollars a month!

Even Burbage himself only paid $4,000, and of course there were commissions and year-end rewards.

But this bag of US dollars is enough to make him jealous. If it weren't for the few big men around him, he would have been unable to suppress his greed and rushed forward, but even so, he still feels like Like a cat scratching.

Tang Dao counted two stacks and handed them to Burbage, "The extra is your expense, and I may trouble you in the future."

Burbage was overjoyed, and quickly took it, the folds of the smile on his face were almost like dumpling wrappers, "This is what we should do." After he finished speaking, he took the apprentices and left first, and Tang Dao asked Robert to send them go downstairs.

"Goodbye, sir."

"Goodbye!" Robert watched the other party walk away before going back. When Burbage returned to the shop, he called the apprentice and gave him five hundred dollars. He patted the other party's shoulder and said softly, "Go home." Go, work hard tomorrow."

He knew that the other party couldn't bear it either, sure enough, the little apprentice bowed to him and ran away, the shadow was also very happy.

Burbage looked at the other party with a smile on his face. He also remembered that he was so happy when he got a dollar when he was a child, so he shook his head.

The rich man gave a lot of tips, all of which were close to three thousand dollars. Sure enough, the corruption of the capitalists is happy.

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"Boss, it's already been sent away." Robert came back and said.

Tang Dao nodded, pressed the cigar into the ashtray, responded in his throat, then raised his head suddenly, "Contact the best commercial law firm in New York, I want to register a company."