Chapter 640 Are you dead or your subordinates dead, is it hard to choose?

  Frank was instantly baffled by Li Changheng’s threats, and his hands and feet were cold.

  If this old friend really offers a reward of 100 million dollars, let alone friends, wives and FB1, maybe the underworld and white roads of New York, the United States, and the entire America will treat him as prey.

  More importantly, for Li Changheng, 100 million U.S. dollars is as simple as paying out 1 million U.S. dollars.

   Then I thought that 4 years ago, I had just exchanged 1,000 fake checks from Europe and brought back 10 rough colored diamonds from Africa.

  When meeting Li Changheng secretly, he was covering his mouth from behind and almost suffocated. There was also Li Changheng’s habit of carrying a gun.

  Frank suddenly felt that Li Changheng was definitely the kind of person who would really make a mouth-watering move.

  For a while, Frank began to hesitate whether to board Li Changheng’s boat.

  Still relying on the gold spot futures of more than 10 million US dollars in the account, and the rest of the life will be over safely and steadily.

  But I’m only 21 years old. Is it true that I retired so early, married a wife and had children safely?

   Before Frank hesitated and spoke, Li Changheng was bewildered, "The small goal of a multi-millionaire has been achieved for you. Do you want to be a billionaire now?"

  Frank's eyes lit up for an instant, and then he knew that Li Changheng was tempting himself.

The tangled expression on his face changed several times before he looked up at Li Changheng and said, "Henry, I want to know that you are so rich and well-placed. Are you still carrying a gun like before?"

  Li Changheng knew that Frank wanted to see if he was as cautious and ruthless as before.

   smiled and opened the suit with his left hand, revealing the custom-made carved revolver in the holster under his arm.

   "FK", Frank cursed irritably, and finally shook his head helplessly, "I swear to betray anyone, and I won't betray you."

  "Remember what you said today", Li Changheng loosened his clothes and said with a smile, "However, you can rest assured, at least you are one of my few friends.

  And I can do a lot and a lot of insurance for danger.

  You can also use your hand as a safety valve. "

  Frank was taken aback, and soon forgot the fear and tension in his heart, and asked with a stretched brow, "What do you mean?"

  "You have been studying at Columbia University for so long. You should know some new friends who just have fun together and can't talk about friendship, right?"

  Frank nodded, and Li Changheng continued, "Illegal and illegal things, let these people do it for you.

  In case of an accident, you should deal with FB1 and prosecutors to reduce your sentence by exposing their criminal evidence. You should not have a burden in your heart, right? "

   "Wait," Frank said with an expression of disbelief, "You let me be an informer?"

  Li Changheng glanced at Frank contemptuously, "Are you dead or your subordinates dead? Is it hard to choose?"

"this,,".

  Frank wants to say that he will not be sorry for his friends, but when he thinks about himself and the people he finds, he is not considered a friend.

  And if you still bring them to make money, it really doesn’t seem to have any psychological burden.

  Thinking about this, Frank suddenly felt that it is better not to find classmates or friends at Columbia University. After all, people who can go to Ivy League universities may not have high EQ, but they are certainly not stupid.

  Or you can find a few unsatisfactory, childhood friends to help yourself.

  Li Changheng saw that he didn't speak. He didn't understand why this guy agreed in his heart. He was just embarrassed not to say it.

  Having the idea of ​​being a shield from the beginning, Frank will definitely not really get along with his men in the future.

   Without the drag of friendship and other feelings, the probability of accidents in junk stock investment companies will be reduced a lot, a lot.

   Even without the involvement of his subordinates, Li Changheng is actually confident enough to have the help of lawyers and retired prosecutors as judicial advisors under his supervision.

  Unless Belford Investment Company is blocking the way of the Wall Street Consortium, and Li Changheng is still stubborn on eating alone, no one can destroy Belford Investment Company.

  "Get off", Li Changheng patted Frank on the arm, "Let me see what you learned during your internship on Wall Street in the past six months?"

  Frank understood that it was a test, and took a few deep breaths again nervously, and pushed the door.

   Followed by Li Changheng, guarded by a dozen bodyguards in black suits, walked into the store of the junk stock seller.

  "Deville Stock Exchange, what can I do to help..."

  A 3 or 40-year-old woman sitting at the front desk in the store, before she finished speaking, four of them entered the store first.

  Wearing a black suit, at least 1.85 meters tall, with a serious expression, the muscles on his arms were shocked by the bodyguard who couldn't even hide in the suit.

   Then, when a few bodyguards came in, they screamed and ran into the store while still shouting, "It's none of my business, I'm just a receptionist."

  Li Changheng was happy when he heard it, and then smiled and said to Frank, who didn’t know why, “This kind of leather bag company that sells junk stocks to postmen and plumbers is simply a scam company that doesn’t even have a license.

  What to invest in three months, earn back the principal.

  Investment for one year, doubling several times, even ten times the false advertising, specially published in naked magazines, deceive those fools who dream of getting rich all day long.

  So this kind of company has inevitably encountered the experience of being called to the door and asking for money back, or even being beaten. "

  Then, what made Frank feel unbelievable was that the seven or eight in the store were dressed casually, even sloppy, and looked like a middle-aged man at the bottom. The first thing he didn't think about was the police.

  Instead, they picked up the baseball bat under the desk, and the warning bodyguards who looked stern and fierce, they paid the money to manage the gangsters in this area.

   Then someone yelled ~lightnovelpub.net~ to call someone from the Corleone family. "

  But within three seconds, the group of people released their baseball bats and microphones, raised their hands above their heads, and looked at the bodyguards who took out their guns with a look of horror.

  As Li Changheng’s close guard, let alone a concealed gun license.

  They are also officially authorized to shoot when necessary to protect the safety of astronauts on the moon and fighter pilots of the National Guard Air Force lieutenant colonel, like the police.

  Shorts of surrender, crying for letting go, and even crying.

  Li Changheng shook his head helplessly, and simply took advantage of him, standing in front of him, standing three strong men taller than himself, no one in the store recognized him.

   Turned around and left the shop and sat back in the car.

   Then said to Frank who was following, "Get in the car, let's go to find a coffee shop and sit down. By the way, let people check if there are other junk stock sellers nearby."

  An hour later, wearing a mask, baseball cap, and sunglasses, Li Changheng followed Frank into a small company called Noda Securities under the protection of a blade and four guards.

  (End of this chapter)