The Anxious Eastern Soarer

  Just as An Hao was enjoying the pampering given by Ou Chen Feng, in this enchanting city of A, there was a man who was furious because of An Hao.

  "Night Color" bar, a high-end nightclub in the city, where it can be said that rich people burn money, and Dongfang Xiang is the boss here.

  In the VIP room on the fourth floor, Dongfang Xiang was drinking 1982 Lafite because he couldn't find any news about An Gang and his extremely irritable temper made him even more arrogant, not holding back at all in front of Mr. Meric who had come from afar.

  Mr. Ric is the largest drug lord in the United States, and this time he has come to discuss a deal with Dongfang Xiang, who is the young master of the Dongfang family. The Dongfang family operates various entertainment cities, as well as engages in all kinds of smuggling. Although the roots of the Dongfang family are in Asia, they have also made a name for themselves in Europe and America in recent years, and their business has been booming.

  "Mr. Dongfang, I heard you just got married?" Mr. Eric was also a big shot in the gang in America, but when he came to someone else's territory, he had to watch his step. Moreover, Dongfang Xiang's name was notorious for being ruthless and unscrupulous on the road, with many cases of turning against people without hesitation.

  If you want to cooperate with him, you have to let him be the boss and you be the junior. Who made his power expand rapidly in recent years? And the goods he has are of a purity that others can't match.

  Dongfang Xiang heard Mr. Eric ask him about his marriage and immediately turned black-faced, with an inexplicably irritable mood.

  "Mr. Dongfang, I've taken the risk of coming to China myself, isn't that sincere enough?" Mr. Eric asked.

  "Of course." Dongfang Xiang took a sip of his drink, and his attitude slightly eased: "You were introduced by Bieber, so I naturally believe in Bieber. Speak, how much goods do you need?" His tone was casual, as if it was no big deal at all.

  Mr. Eric stretched out one finger.

  "A thousand catties?" Dong Fang Xiang sat up straight in surprise. He wanted to buy so much on the first purchase?

  "One ton." Mr. Eric replied in poor Chinese.

  "A ton?!" Not just Dongfang Xiāng was shocked, even Paul beside him was stunned. This was a huge deal.

  After all, it was Lao Da, and Dongfang Xiang's reaction was relatively more calm, asking calmly: "Not to mention whether Mr. Eric can sell out so many goods at once, even if he wants so many goods, can they be transported smoothly?"

  "Mr. Dong's goods are of high purity, as for how to sell them, I have my own ways. However...I'm only responsible for buying the goods, how to sell them is your business, my requirements are simple, first is the purity of the goods, second is safety."

  "Mr. Eric must also know that my delivery safety rate is currently the best." Dongfang Xiang was not worried about safety issues at all, what he was worried about was: "However, you want so much goods at once, I can't even make it temporarily, and the existing stock in the warehouse is not enough, I'm afraid you'll have to wait a few more days."

  "Mr. Dongfang, I am an illegal immigrant, I hope it won't take too long." Mr. Eric is not without worries, in China he has no protection umbrella, if something really goes wrong, his people can't save him.

  "Naturally, you're talking cooperation with me on my turf, and something happens, my reputation doesn't sound good." Mr. Dongfang promised safety, so Mr. Meric felt at ease.

  Just then, the door was suddenly kicked open, and Dongfang Xiang and Mr. Eric looked up at the entrance in shock.