Chapter 366 Mike with a headache

Rutgers can't calm down. This is related to the life of himself and the crew. What will it be?

"There is a lot of soil in the corner of the cabin! Oh, that's what is often called opium! Mr. Rutgers, I think a standard English gentleman like you will never do such a sly thing, will you?!" Chen Jiaju's calm voice floated back and forth in the cockpit.

Rutgers is like being hit by five thunderbolts, and his face is full of disbelief. My God, this is too crazy!

For a standard crew like Rutgers, it is normal for the boss to make some small moves to smuggle some arms. The world is so chaotic that such a business seems to be very common. It's just that he never dreamed that the boss was so bold and black-hearted that even this harmful drug began to be sold.

Looking at the smiling face of the young Chinese opposite him, Rutgers moaned in his heart. The boss is really going to be unlucky this time!

Pingapore

HSBC

This is an old English-style building, located in a bustling downtown area. A tall wall separates this foreign-style building with an obvious 19th-century style from the surrounding noise, which is quite quiet.

The walls of old high-rise buildings are full of green and vibrant climbing tigers, and their teeth and claws, which add a lot of pride to this obviously old-fashioned building. Presumably, these flowers and plants, which are fragile in the eyes of human beings, are stained with the indescribable blood here. With evil spirits.

The weather in Singapore has been a little gloomy and cold recently. Compared with the temperature of 20 to 30 degrees Celsius in previous years, the climate in this period is a little abnormal. The drizzle from time to time makes people feel like they are in late autumn.

Not to mention the strong discomfort caused by this climate to the locals, Mike, who lives in the cold and humid city of London all year round, is also uncomfortable.

From a dark black luxury car, Mike with a gloomy face steadily walked into the office building of HSBC Bank under the umbrella held by the driver.

As an executive here, Mike is one of the few people in the building who has the right to speak, and the staff in the building stopped walking to him one after another.

If it was usual, Mike would naturally smile and return the gift. Obviously, today's Mike is a little absent-minded, holding a civilized stick, and hurried upstairs. The employees who were ignored by him were puzzled by Mike's rudeness. People with intentions are already thinking, isn't there something wrong?

He pushed open the heavy door of the office, took off his windbreaker and threw it at the hook next to him. Mike went straight to the desk, pulled the button of the neckline hard, and reached out to make a phone call.

"Hey, Stephen, is there any news from Shanghai? What? Not yet? It's already the tenth day, and even Tokyo should have arrived a long time ago! OK, let me know as soon as you have any news!" Putting down the phone, Mike sat on the office chair, put his head in his hands, and rubbed his temples hard, trying to relieve the headache caused by overthinking.

Mike really has a headache!

As an executive of HSBC in Singapore, a famous shipping center in East Asia, Mike has been conscientious in the years since he came here, contributing countless achievements to HSBC. Of course, he has also received a rich reward.

As the saying goes, this person is not enough to swallow elephants! After Mike figured out the ravines in Singapore, he began to be selfish. In his opinion, Singapore is simply full of gold, but if people with some abilities and channels turn a blind eye to these readily available wealth, they will be punished by God!

Taking advantage of the network in his hand, Mike has done some private work in the past two years, and his hands have also been much more generous.

It's just a pity, it's still the old saying, don't reach out, you will be caught!

Mike, who is complacent, is becoming more and more unscrupulous and presumptuous. He has finally become a favorite in the eyes of some people. He is in a high position and is targeted by some people. A small trap made the once high-willed Mike honestly become a heavy pawn in their hands.

Unconsciously, under the temptation of people with intentions, Mike, who was so eager to strive for the top, was completely knocked down by the sugar-coated cannonballs of this chaotic and charming world. Using his authority, Mike is constantly colluding with those forces inside and outside, buying and selling short, which is a lot of money.

Getting deeper and deeper, Mike has completely forgotten the panic when he was just pulled into the water. He has become more and more immersed in his life. In his opinion, his current status is extraordinary, and his partners are also very strong, power and money, the combination of the two sharpest things in the world, what else can they worry about?

Mike received a notice from his partner yesterday that their latest ship full of arms lost contact. This bad news made Mike very anxious.

This munitions ship is not an ordinary smuggling ship. The arms on the ship is important, but it is just a rabbit, and more importantly, a large amount of smoke with the arms.

After learning the news, Mike's head was big.

Of course, he has a headache. He has invested a lot in this batch of goods, but the real problem is that whether it is the delivery party or the receiving party, it is a very strong local snake. Naturally, everyone is happy that nothing happens. Once something happens, Mike has begun to imagine the sad picture of his forehead being hit by a gun.

Mike is lying on his back in the office chair, thinking about what might happen.

Is it the impact of the storm that damaged the ship? Or did you go to Hong Kong to avoid the wind? Mike's hazel eyes looked at the ceiling and shivered. My God, don't meet a pirate!

As an old bird who has been wandering in the gray area between light and darkness for a long time, Mike has a bad feeling in his heart. This time, it may have a great impact! Do you also have to start preparing for the retreat first?

Mike subconsciously tapped his smooth desk with his fingers. The tall pendulum clock in the room was ticking left and right. For a moment, the air in Mike's office was as stagnant.

A rapid telephone bell rang. Mike opened his distracted eyes, rubbed his eyes, and reached out to pick up the phone.

"Hello, Mr. Cotton! Well, there is no news yet, I understand, I understand... If there is news, I will be the first to inform you! Okay, bye!" Putting down the phone, Mike sighed and subconsciously wiped his forehead.

He is thinking, this won't work, it's too passive! You can't just sit and wait for death!

After thinking about it for a while in the office, Mike put on a windbreaker, held a civilized stick, and pushed the door out. He had to inquire about the news. The more he was at this time, the more he had to get first-hand information. Even if he died, he had to know how to die was the right solution!