A week later, more than a dozen yellow-skinned guests came to the hotel where Jianghua was staying.

"Jiang Hua, you kid lied to me, where is the beautiful Slavic woman you promised?"

When Zheng Shaoxuan saw Jiang Hua, he punched him with a smile.

"It's so cold. I've never been to such a cold place."

Shu Wenjun kept shivering even if the heating in the room was turned on.

He Biluo was dressed in cashmere and stood pretty at the door. She looked at Jiang Hua Yingying, all her words were hidden in her eyes.

"Mr. Jiang, I brought the team here."

He Zhanbo looked excited and excited.

After acquiring the Chen Group, the financial team he led became idle.

Although they had their own work to do after returning to Xiangjiang, since they followed Jiang Hua to see the world, those small jobs have made them unmotivated.

So this time when Jiang Hua called to invite them, they dropped what they were doing and ran over without saying a word.

"Thank you for your hard work, we have another big project to do this time, an unprecedented big project."

Jiang Hua put his hand on He Zhanbo's shoulder and squeezed hard.

"Mr. Jiang, we just like to follow you to do big things."

He Zhanbo seemed to have been injected with chicken blood.

Only by following Jiang Hua can he leave a brilliant mark on his career resume.

"Hey, our Queen of Haojiang is here too. Why is she standing at the door and not coming in?"

Jiang Hua smiled playfully and turned around to say hello to He Biluo.

"You left immediately and didn't contact me for several months. I thought you disappeared."

There was some resentment hidden in He Biluo's tone.

"Isn't it true that whenever something good happens, I will think of you?"

Jiang Hua changed the topic with a smile.

"Jiang Sheng, you mobilized a large number of people this time and called us all over. What kind of big project is this?"

Shu Wenjun asked curiously.

"Everyone came in and said that there is a heater in the room, and everything else here is fine, but the weather is really unbearable."

Jiang Hua walked over and closed the door.

Brown stood in the corner of the room, watching this scene in shock. He originally sold the news to Jiang Hua because he was in a panic and sought medical treatment.

By the way, I put some eye drops on Emily and let out a bad breath. Who could let this woman do such a wonderful thing?

Originally, he didn't expect Jiang Hua to do anything to Emily, but he never expected that after the other party got the news, he called out his friends and actually formed a powerful team in a matter of seconds.

He asked Ye Ran to inquire about these people. Among them were wealthy families from Xiangjiang and the daughter of a gambling king from Haojiang. Together, these people could definitely give Emily a fight.

Brown originally planned to return to China, but he is not in a hurry to go back now. He wants that damn woman to pay the price.

"Here, let me introduce to you. This is Brown, an elite from Wall Street investment bank. He will introduce the specific situation to you."

Jiang Hua introduced Brown in the corner of the living room.

A room full of people crowded in the room, listening to Brown's introduction.

There was such a big commotion in Jianghua, and it was certainly impossible for Lao Mou, who lived diagonally across the street, not to notice it.

He is also a member of Jiang Hua's team, but this guy has been having diarrhea recently. Jiang Hua disliked him for being a loser, so he didn't call him when discussing things this time.

"Xiaoying, you have seen it, right? They are hiding in the room and plotting. They must not have done anything good."

Lao Mou is in a very complicated mood now.

As soon as Jiang Hua discussed the matter without calling him, he breathed a sigh of relief. The less he knew, the safer he was.

However, while he was relieved, he was still unconvinced. Jiang Hua didn't call him to discuss the matter. This obviously meant that he didn't trust him, looked down on him, Lao Mou, or something?

"Lao Mou, it doesn't matter if he doesn't call you, what he does is illegal. The less we get involved, the safer it will be."

Xia Ying was more open-minded and took Lao Mou's hand to comfort him.

Originally, the two of them doubted whether there was a mysterious organization behind Jiang Hua, but now they no longer doubt it.

Seeing is believing. The group of people who just arrived are mysterious and have Xiangjiang accents. If they are serious people, do they need to be so secretive?

In fact, Jiang Hua didn't want to cover it up, the main reason was to guard against Emily, but in the eyes of Lao Mou and his wife, it turned out to be sneaky and evil-intentioned.

There is a meeting in Jianghua, and Emily, who lives upstairs, is not idle either. She is also in a meeting.

"The main purpose of bringing everyone together today is to divide the territory among our major investment banks to avoid internal friction."

Emily said with a general temperament.

Several people in the living room were silent. They all saw Brown's fate. The rabbit died and the fox was sad. They found that they had underestimated the ruthlessness of this woman.

"If everyone doesn't say anything, then I'll distribute it."

Emily was very satisfied with everyone's reaction. She used Brown to scare the monkeys, and the effect was very good. The group of people were frightened by her, and now the leadership fell into her hands.

"I initiated the plan. In order to avoid suspicion and make everyone think that I am taking advantage of you, I am only responsible for the Vladivostok area. I will never get involved in other places."

Emily said with a smile.

The living room was quiet for a while, and then suddenly exploded. What happened? This woman made such a big cake and only cut a small piece. Is she a philanthropist who sacrifices herself for others?

Everyone was making a fuss, not believing that Emily would be so good. Wall Street has always been a place where the jungle prevails, and good people have no place to survive here.

"Of course, in terms of benefits, I have made concessions. Each of you needs to compensate me for fifty million US dollars. How about that?"

Emily waited for the noise in the living room to subside a little, then said slowly.

Fifty million US dollars is not a small number most of the time, but compared to the hundreds of billions of plates of pie that Emily drew, this fifty million US dollars is insignificant.

"No problem, I agree."

"Yes, for $50 million, I have the right to make the decision on behalf of the investment bank."

"Miss Emily, you are truly an angel."

The representatives of several investment banks in the living room agreed to Emily's conditions without hesitation for too long.

Emily's eyes flashed with joy that the conspiracy had succeeded, but her face remained calm as she raised her glass gracefully: "Let's drink to the victory in the future!"

"Shred!"

The sound of clinking glasses sounded.

These Wall Street investment bank spokesmen feel that what they drink in their mouths is not red wine, but wealth, as big as a bear, waiting for them to pick up money in a sack.

After the party broke up, Emily walked into the bedroom, opened the closet, and pushed hard, revealing a secret door inside.

This secret door connected to the bedroom in the next room. The light inside was dim, and a figure stood in front of the curtain with his back to Emily.

"Sir, the plan is going very smoothly, they have taken the bait."

Emily reported respectfully.

“Well done.”
Chapter completed!