Chapter 38 The Direction of Strength

"It's really you." Pan Hongsheng smiled awkwardly: "Before I came, I was worried that you didn't remember me."

Douglas smiled faintly: "I don't remember so well?" Mr. Pan's personal skills are still fresh in my memory. He actually defeated the Angolan boxing champion easily! If I guess wrong, you still have some reservations on that day, otherwise you will kill the pig on the spot, right?

"I didn't expect you to remember so clearly..." Pan Hongsheng was a little surprised. The other party's good impression of him was obviously more than he imagined. You should know that it was just a fate, but looking at the other party's posture towards him was like an old friend.

"After seeing you that time, I've been trying to contact you, but I can't find your message." Douglas took a deep breath of the added cigarette, which made him very comfortable at this moment. Of course, I was saved by the other party, so I didn't lose face.

He has no hobbies, only two things he value most: one is women, and the other is face.

Douglas, who spends money and is extremely extravagant, doesn't care about money at all, but he is particularly grateful to Pan Hongsheng, who defended his face in front of women that day.

But while he was grateful, he was also a little unhappy.

Your dignity should be maintained by others, which makes any man's self-esteem a little unbearable.

So he deliberately greeted each other in this way to show that he valued the other party; on the one hand, he was grateful for his maintenance on that day, and on the other hand, he found his face back.

"Today I finally see you again, my friend. Although the quality of this hotel is not high, I have found famous chefs in France and your country to cook, and there are many beauties. You can enjoy all this to your heart's content..." Douglas tried his best to show generosity: "Of course, These are all small things. I think you must have something to do when you come to me, right? Say it! I, Douglas, have always responded to my friend's requests!"

Pan Hongsheng was stunned. At this time, the elevator went to the presidential suite b on the top floor. The strange thing is that the prince did not stay in the best room. Although he has never been to this second-rate hotel, Pan Hongsheng knows the rules in the industry that a is the best.

"I'm sorry, I gave a charming sweetheart to live in room..." Douglas was a little embarrassed: "Please come to my room for a glass of ice wine. The top spirits I brought from my hometown are no worse than the white wine in your country."

It seems that this prince's attention is obviously not on the so-called financial command, but on eating, drinking and playing, luxury **. Yi.

That's fine. Pan Hongsheng couldn't help but breathe a relaxed tone. It's much easier to deal with a straw bag than to deal with a glazed monkey.

The presidential suite is full of wine and delicacies. French and Chinese-style dishes are placed on two long tables, with wine and Martell in the middle, and a cold drink covered with ice.

"This is the ice wine in our hometown. Let's have a glass first, my friend. It's like a beautiful woman who can fascinate you in an instant. There is no second taste in the world. It is the pearl that we Icelanders are most proud of!"

"Icelanders?" Pan Hongsheng was a little surprised and had to take over the cold ** out of etiquette.

The so-called ice wine is bright blue, and the crystal clear is not like a drink but some kind of gem.

After taking a small sip carefully, Pan Hongsheng only felt that his throat was frozen, but then the cool and thorough feeling penetrated from his throat to his internal organs, and the pores all over his body seemed to shiver, and his breathing was much more comfortable!

"What? You don't know that our Mellon family is actually Icelandic. It was only a few hundred years ago that we got Swiss origin. It is said that our ancestors were originally Icelandic fishermen, wandering on the sea between China and Japan... Until a guy named Melon was blown away from the direction of the fishing boat by the storm and accidentally found the treasure of medieval pirates. So...hehe, of course, this is just a legend." Douglas was already slightly drunk. After drinking a large glass of ice wine with Pan Hongsheng, he spoke more elegantly: "However, no one knows how our Mellon family prospered. This is always a mystery. I would rather believe this legend. If I think about it to the truth, the result must be unsightly..."

Pan Hongsheng smiled and nodded gently. He knows what the other party means. The history of these big families of old European capitalist countries is blood-stained.

Some have plundered a large amount of gold and silver in other technologically backward mainlandes, some are engaged in the trade of black slaves, and some have reselling opium and other contraband. There are almost no serious people making a fortune, and perhaps the purest is the reselling of arms.

He has almost understood the other party's thoughts, and he is just amused by this kind of childish mentality of a rich man.

I'm just a passer-by, and I can't believe I've said so many deep and shallow words! It seems that the eldest son's psychological maturity is not in line with his age.

Sometimes people's maturity is really not commensurate with their age, which is related to personality and growth trajectory.

As the saying goes, the children of the poor have been in charge of the family for a long time, have never been poor and difficult to grow up, and will not be hit by the old and innocent.

Who said that only domestic parents will make the mistake of honeypot education? The elders of these big families are actually repeating the same story.

Although these families attach great importance to the cultivation of the next generation, under the influence of their unimaginable financial resources, these children have no scruples about the pressure, hardships and ugly side of life since childhood. Naturally, they will not have any city government and mind.

Although Douglas speaks politely and looks quite gentle on the surface, he can be summarized in four words - embroidered pillow.

"Mr. Douglas, I really encountered an urgent matter, and I have to put these things aside first..." Pan Hongsheng put down his glass and stared at each other and said, "Do you know what Soros has been doing recently?"

"Oh? Do you know that too?" Dougales seemed shocked. He didn't expect Pan Hongsheng to know what was going on in the financial circle. He couldn't help but be a little serious: "Why did you suddenly ask that?"

Pan Hongsheng hurriedly told the situation of the matter. At this time, he didn't care so much. He said the current situation and boldly said the current actions of the master in North America.

After listening to Pan Hongsheng's words, Douglas couldn't close his mouth: "This... we really don't know this news. It turns out that... are you concentrating on sweeping their territory? What a bold move! Aren't you worried that there will be coquettishness? Move?"

"We are holding swords against each other! Soros obviously has the financial support of the North American government, but we zf believe that the people in their country have a limited ability to resist pressure, so we dare to make such a big gamble!"

Pan Hongsheng looked at the time. It has been 30 minutes since the market opened. I don't know how many people went bankrupt and collapsed. He shouted anxiously, "I'll ask directly!" Do you want to eat this fat meat of Soros? I'll be the vanguard!"