At 7:30 in the morning on June 21, Zhou Ming was having breakfast in the dormitory when suddenly the bodyguard came over and told Zhou Ming that there was a car wandering around the dormitory outside, not knowing what the other party’s purpose was.

It is impossible not to say that the responsibility of the bodyguard has been implemented to the core. You must know that they have been in the United States for half a year, and except for Old Brooke's sending people to intercept vehicles halfway, they have never encountered any danger at all. In this case, I am afraid that most people will relax their vigilance, but they can still remain vigilant. Only by repaying Zhou Ming's Soldier King with their lives can they do it.

Zhou Ming thought for a while, then nodded to show that he knew. He quickly finished breakfast and walked out of the dormitory gate together. He saw the car he was talking about, which was a very ordinary Ford sedan. Zhou Ming looked at the car and smiled, and walked straight towards the side. The car seemed to feel something. After Zhou Ming passed by, he stopped.

Dongdongdongdongdong

Zhou Ming reached out and knocked on the car window three times and said: This friend inside, I am Zhou Ming. If you are here to find me, please come out and talk. Don’t surround my dormitory. If you don’t dizzy, we will still be dizzy.

Under Zhou Ming's persuasion, the door of the Ford sedan was opened and a fat figure walked out of the car: Mr. Zhou Ming is sorry, I think I have something to talk to you.

Zhou Ming was stunned for a while when he looked at this fat but familiar figure, and then suddenly laughed: You can't be Boter, why did you become like this? I almost didn't know you after taking off my vest.

He is Botb, but now he has a undressed face. Not only is his clothes ragged, but his face is also blue and purple, and there are also traces of being scratched by nails on his neck. Botb lowered his head in front of Zhou Ming, not daring to look at Zhou Ming. Although he had never heard of the joke about the turtle and vest of Mr. Benshan, Zhou Ming's words still made him feel a strong sense of ridicule.

Zhou Ming took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket and took out a piece of it and handed it to Botb. He said: If you have anything to say, the dormitory is too verbal, unless you want to be laughed at by more people.

Boterbo took the cigarette from Zhou Ming and thanked Zhou Ming. When he put the cigarette in his mouth, Zhou Ming asked him: You are doing it for the Meitong Logistics Company, right?

Boterb stopped the movements in his hand, remained silent for a while before taking a sniff and said: Mr. Zhou Ming, I was wrong. If you want the position of a member of the Vida Community, I can give it to you, but I need you to withdraw Meitong Logistics Company from the Vida Community immediately.

This is a very strange thing. I really want to know what made Mr. Botb, you made this decision. Zhou Ming said this, but he couldn't hear any surprise in his tone. Seeing that Botb looked down and seemed very hesitant, he gave him some motivation. If Mr. Botb needs to consider time, it doesn't matter, I think Mr. Botb must have considered it when I come back from class.

After saying that, Zhou Ming turned around and wanted to go back to the dormitory, but Botb immediately called Zhou Ming and had to compromise: Mr. Zhou Ming, I think we should talk about the issue of councillors in the Vader community, nothing else matters.

Zhou Ming did not say anything about this, but the expression on his face clearly gave the answer. Boterbo had to compromise again: I understand Mr. Zhou Ming, I will tell you everything.

Then Botb told the story. Nine days ago, the third day after he was elected as a member of the Vader community, Meitong Logistics Company was booming in the Vader community, and even maliciously spread rumors about his Vader logistics in the exit advertisement. Botbb was furious and wanted to cause trouble for Omar, but was beaten by the onlookers.

After returning, Boterbo decided to compete with Omar, which could lead to the low-price competition at MIT and the impact of advertising, Vader Logistics' turnover decline.

Although the Vader community is just an ordinary community, since this community is backed by the Charles River, there are also many business managers in the community, and they all need to have a logistics company that cooperates well, so my company can earn at least a few hundred dollars a day. Speaking of this, Boterbo looked up at Zhou Ming and continued, but since Meitong Logistics Company came in, my company has not had a customer for three days.

The Vader community is so big. I have been here for ten years. I know how many customers there are. I have also thought of many ways to deal with discounts or reduce costs, and even call each other to explain the situation to customers, but it is useless. Botb said, I also thought about competing with you, maybe you just want to vent my anger, I just need to survive this period of time.

Speaking of this, Bautbud paused for a moment and said: But I am just a small logistics company, and I only have so much money. How can I compare with your Wharton Insurance Company? You have billions of assets.

So you just make yourself look miserable and get sympathy from me, right? Zhou Ming asked meaningfully.

Faced with this problem, Boterbo's face suddenly became ashamed and angry. He told Zhou Ming: I didn't do it myself, it was my secretary and my lover. That Mexican bitch was all her greedy for my money and turned me into this way.

Although Boterbo was unclear, Zhou Ming still couldn't guess what happened. It was nothing more than that Boterbo's lover was greedy for his money. Now, Omar's intervention made his income lower and he was in danger of bankruptcy at any time. In this case, the lover obviously did not want to follow him anymore, but he was reluctant to let go. As a result, the lover turned him like this after a while.

This is a really bloody plot.

Botb said at the end: So I came today to give in to you Mr. Zhou Ming. I will resign as a member of parliament and the parliament will re-elect. I believe Omar can be elected.

Before Boterbo could finish his words, Zhou Ming waved his hand and interrupted him and said: I'm a little curious, who told you these naive thoughts.

Boterbo swallowed the rest of the words back into his stomach, looking at Zhou Ming with a blank look on his face, completely unaware of what he meant.

Zhou Ming also looked at Botb and said: Why don’t you understand what I mean? I don’t accept your concession, and I don’t need you to resign from your position as a member of parliament. There is also the last point, I don’t think the parliament will be re-elected, and maybe a member of parliament will be appointed to come.

Then Mr. Zhou Ming, what do you want to do? Boterbo asked.

Zhou Ming smiled: If you ask me what I want, I think you feel a little bit self-righteous. Why do you think you are qualified to talk to me directly? If you have any questions, go to Omar. He will deal with it. I am going to go to class soon. I would like to advise you not to appear in front of me again in the future, otherwise I will guarantee that you will be a hundred times worse than today. Please believe me, I will do what I say.

Leaving the last sentence to Botbo, Zhou Ming turned around and went back to the dormitory, leaving Botbo who was stunned and at a loss.

Back at the dormitory, Zhou Ming looked at Botb outside the window, and then called Omar: Botb is now at the door of my dormitory, come and deal with him immediately. I don’t want to see his annoying face when I come back.

After giving the order, Zhou Ming hung up the phone, then returned to his seat and continued to have breakfast, without even looking at Boterbo outside.

Outside the door, Botb murmured in his mouth while leaning against his car and sat down. Botb was really confused. He couldn't believe that he had no qualifications to talk to the Chinese. Could he just want to find someone to arrange for him? But he is an American, he is just a Chinese, how could he become like this now?

Boterbo looked up at the rising sun in the distance. He knew that today was the longest day in the year, but he felt a biting cold.

Not long after, another car drove over, and a tall black man came to Botb and blocked the sun for him. Botb looked at the man, and then he was suddenly stunned: You are Omar, are you here to arrange me?

Omar smiled, then squatted in front of Botb and asked him: Otherwise, do you think you are still qualified to negotiate face-to-face with Mr. Zhou Ming now.

Boterbo lowered his head. Indeed, he is no longer qualified. For him, Vader Logistics is everything about him. Losing Vader Logistics is equivalent to losing everything. Perhaps he still has the status of a community councillor, but it would be a nonsense without the support of Vader Logistics. You should know that grassroots councillors are all part-time councillors, and they do not have a salary of US dollars. In other words, if Vader Logistics goes bankrupt, then he can't even survive. How can he be a councillor?

Omar, I know I was wrong, I have already given up, I can give the congressman to you, I just want my Vader Logistics company, is it okay, Botb said hurriedly.

Omar smiled: But it’s a pity that I don’t like a small community councillor, and what I want is the company.

Botb glared at Omar and said: Then do you want me to die?

Don't be impatient, Mr. Ms. I think you can listen to me and express your opinion later. Omar said to him in his very magnetic voice, "My idea is that my Meitong Logistics Company acquires your Vida Logistics Company, and then you continue to be your member. Of course, you don't have to worry about your life problems. I can make you serve as a director of our Meitong Logistics Company and support the funding of your membership activities.

Omar paused at the end before asking: Can you understand what I mean if I say that

Omar's voice was very nice, but at this moment, in Boterbo's ears, it hit his heart like a magic sound from hell, making him breathless.

You are asking me as your puppet, Boterbo, gritted his teeth.

Omar shook his head and said: No, no, no, the statement of placing a puppet is too rude. I have a better saying called "ruling the government from behind the curtain". After all, as a member of our Vader community, you need to be supervised by the community, and we can make any suggestions to you.

The difference is nothing more than just packaging the shit you pulled out. Boterbo said hatefully.

Mr. Botb seems to have a special liking. Omar said, then I won’t talk nonsense to you. Do you want to be your MP, or do you want to jump to the Charles River in a down-and-out manner?

Boterbo clenched his fists and remained silent for a while, and finally lowered his head helplessly: I understand, I will follow your arrangements.

This is a wise choice. Member Botbble said to him, but I still have another question, is anyone helping you in this election at the beginning?

Botb had given up at this time. He nodded directly about Omar's question without thinking about it and said: That's right, his name is Kane. He said that his family is very capable and can help me become a member of the Vader community.
Chapter completed!