When the project to open up the apartment was finally completed, Luo Ji moved a table from nowhere and placed it in the hall. Roberto watched him and five other people move two large cardboard boxes from nowhere. After opening it, the operation was as fierce as a tiger's and he and six other people gathered around the table.
after awhile.
Gugu——
An alluring smell penetrated Roberto's nose, and his stomach growled unsatisfactorily. He couldn't help but swallow when he looked at the things in front of him. He remembered that this seemed to be a characteristic of China. Food - hot pot.
At this time, there were two large pots on the table, one with clear soup and one with spicy soup. There were a bunch of vegetables and meat next to it. There was an induction cooker at the bottom of the pot. Luo Ji just added some water to the pot and added the base ingredients. .
The six of them happened to have not eaten dinner yet, so they started to feast.
Roberto also temporarily put aside a lot of doubts in his heart, and he had the biggest meal in the world.
hiss--
When he half-cooked a piece of meat from the spicy pot with a pair of chopsticks and stuffed it into his mouth, chewed it a few times and swallowed it, he felt like a volcano was raging inside him.
"Ahem——"
Roberto quickly drank a glass of water, but his mouth was still burning, but it was accompanied by a sense of refreshment.
"If you think it's spicy, dip it in the oil dish first to reduce the heat before eating." Luo Ji also put a piece of meat into his mouth and saw him like this, so he guided.
"Oh, I'll try."
Roberto tried to follow Luo Ji's instructions and dipped a piece of fat beef from the spicy pot into the oil dish before stuffing it into his mouth. He felt that the spiciness this time was moderate and matched with the various seasonings in the oil dish. Various flavors stimulated his taste buds and impacted his nerves. Suddenly, he felt like the whole world was intoxicated, which made him shed tears of emotion.
Luo Ji looked at the expressive Roberto in front of him with a subtle expression. It was just a hot pot meal, no need to be so exaggerated, right?
"Ahem——"
A cough brought Roberto back to the real world. He found that the other five people were looking at him with strange eyes, which made him feel embarrassed.
"I'm sorry, I've never eaten this kind of... this kind of... how should I put it, food that impresses me!"
"Oh, it's okay, you will eat it often in the future."
Roberto's attention then turned to the two torn cartons on the table. The two induction cookers and the two pots were taken out of the cartons, but there were still many things left in the cartons that had not been taken out.
"Boss Luo, is this the company's product?"
"Yes, in the future, apart from the necessary walking passages, the space in the apartment will be filled with such cardboard boxes." Luo Ji glanced at him and said casually.
Roberto didn't say anything after hearing this. He just continued to compete with the food in front of him. No matter what problems he had, he had to fill his stomach first.
ten minutes later.
"Hey, I was wondering why I smelled a fragrance when I was walking outside. It turns out you are eating hot pot!"
"Did you bring your own chairs and tableware?"
"Nonsense, do you still expect you, a cheapskate, to prepare an extra set?"
Roberto turned around and saw a short-haired man also carrying a cardboard box into the hall. The man was wearing a work protective suit and had a stack of newspapers under his arm. He looked like a worker who had just gotten off work. I bought a newspaper on the street and finally returned home.
After the man put the carton on the table, he took out a small folding stool, a set of tableware, a small carton, and several large bags of vacuum-packed peanuts.
Tear--
The short-haired man expertly placed the folding stool in the space next to Roberto and then tore open the small cardboard box, revealing bottles of Erguotou in front of everyone's eyes.
"How can you eat hot pot without this?"
"Isn't this waiting for you?"
Roberto watched as the short-haired man placed a bottle of Erguotou in front of him, "New here?"
"Oh, yes, yes, hello, my name is Roberto Saviano." Roberto was stunned for a moment and replied immediately.
Luo Ji tore open a bag of peanuts and poured it into an empty plate. He also introduced the short-haired man to Roberto, "This is Pedro, who runs a fashion business. We have some business cooperation."
"Hello."
Roberto greeted politely, and Luo Ji simply introduced him without saying much, but somehow he felt a strange feeling from Pedro.
What did the person in front of me say?
At first glance, he looks very ordinary, and you probably wouldn't recognize him if you were thrown into a crowd. But if you look closely, you will feel a special temperament from the other person, a temperament that makes people trust him involuntarily.
Pedro joined the dinner of six people without any sense of disobedience, and the atmosphere in Erguotou even became more lively with the effect he brought.
Roberto would occasionally drink a few drinks, but he had never drunk Oriental liquor, so he took a tentative sip out of curiosity.
hiss--
Coupled with the stimulation of the spicy hot pot before, Roberto felt that the volcano in his stomach erupted again, even worse than the previous feeling.
After Luo Ji had a drink with Pedro, he curiously looked at the stack of newspapers that the other party brought over.
"What's the big news today?"
"Well, a counterfeit banknote syndicate in Los Angeles, USA was wiped out three days ago, but the news was finally exposed yesterday after fermentation. It has already affected the international currency market, and the pound has appreciated several points."
One of Roberto's roommates asked curiously: "How did we get in touch?"
Not only him, but other people were also confused. It was just a counterfeit banknote syndicate. How did the pound appreciate?
Luo Ji was confused for a moment, but then he became thoughtful for a while.
"Is the amount flowing into the market relatively large?"
Pedro shrugged and handed him the newspaper.
Luo Ji took the newspaper and read it, and was immediately shocked.
Good guy, he just wanted to say good guy.
The general content is that an incident involving a Chinese gang in Los Angeles called the Canglong Gang happened, and it seemed to involve many officials in the United States, especially the FBI, and even affected many cash transaction industries in the United States.
However, Luo Ji keenly felt that many rich tycoons and gang leaders should also have a share in this, but the rich could only be fined at most, and this matter seemed to have been suppressed by many people together, and It didn't affect them.
After the newspaper was circulated around, everyone began to talk about it.
"Would you like to collect some pounds?"
"Let's see and then talk."
“Will it affect the price of the lira?”
"No, you actually still have lira in your hand?! Change it to US dollars as soon as possible, but I heard that the euro will be issued in the second half of next year, and the situation will be much better by then."
Pedro listened to the discussions of several "consigned workers" and did not take the initiative to express any opinions. The inside story about the Canglong Gang's street attack has been posted by the Qinglong Study Group. It was promoted by a group of big guys from the Continental Hotel in the United States. The purpose is just to give a suitable reason for the appreciation of the pound. . .
The technical level of Ricky Tang, the leader of the Canglong Gang, is still good. Before the U.S. dollar was revised to have watermarks and security lines, the quality of the goods he produced was very high, and he had no problem depositing it in the bank.
The only way to tell the difference is to light the banknotes. The flame reaction will be different from that of real banknotes. However, this method is nonsense. You can't just burn the money just to verify the banknotes, right?
This is useless except to prove the authenticity of the banknotes in your hand, and you also lose a banknote.
However, with the revision of the new generation of U.S. dollar bills, Ricky Tang also began to upgrade his technology, but he did not have the technology of Chen Yi. No matter how he did it, the products he made could not pass the banknote detector. However, professionals only rely on naked eyes and I can't even tell the feel of it.
At most, it would be okay if the shipments were less, so Ricky Tang's little life was quite nourishing. Unfortunately, he ran into a bunch of mainland hotel bosses who wanted to buy pounds in bulk.
It is normal to buy pounds, but if there is no reason to buy in large quantities, the Niu Kingdom will definitely find something wrong, so they have to create a black swan. No, the Canglong Gang's sacrifice is very suitable.
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