"How about this one?" Taylor stood at the door, opened the door and stepped aside halfway.

Gao Jun glanced inside.

The environment is well decorated, but…

Can you tell me what's going on with the women's panties hanging on the table?

"Oh! Damn it, did those bitches leave without wearing any clothes?" Taylor followed the other person's gaze and looked over with a rich expression. He walked over and stuffed the transparent panty into his pocket.

everything…

It seems very natural.

He also recommended it to Gao Jun in a serious way, "Do you need it? It should only cost 30 US dollars, but you know that Jubail is very busy recently, and there are many energetic young men who need a soul collision.

Maybe, the price has increased, if you want it, I can help you recommend it."

"The one on Chengbei Street is the best. Their women are all new."

Gao Jun was startled when he heard this.

"Are you still responsible for recruiting prostitutes?"

Taylor seemed very calm, "I will do anything. As long as you need it, I can satisfy it. Of course, you have to pay a little money." He said, rubbing his fingers.

This gesture is unified all over the world.

"Whether it's legal or illegal, everything I handle in Jubail is legal!"

Taylor said this with pride in his tone.

"I want to be the president, too?" Gao Jun said jokingly.

"The more chaotic the place, the cheaper it is. Of course, the lowest price is tens of millions of dollars..." Taylor looked him up and down and said carefully, "As long as you pay him, all you have to think about is how to sit on it."

Grass!

I'm not as comfortable as a broker.

Gao Jun was in a depressed mood and opened his mouth. He originally wanted to ask Taylor to help deposit the cash in his backpack, but he arrived too late and the bank was closed.

But then I thought about it, I’m alone and I can’t trust anyone!

And you can’t let people know that you have money.

Not sure...

You'll be dead on the street.

If "kindness" in this world can also make a profit, then even God will feel ashamed when he sees it.

"Great business, but I don't think I need it right now."

Taylor didn't care. He didn't forget to say good night to him before leaving, but at the door, he was stopped by Gao Jun.

He held out two fingers and said, "Please contact two of them for me. I'm quite addicted."

Taylor took the money and the smile on his face became even bigger, "Do you want a man or a woman?"

…

The next day.

The two girls kissed Gao Jun on the face and left happily with the money, which was only 40 US dollars each.

Of course, the price is not cheap either.

But there is no way. The transportation here is not convenient, and the price itself is much too high. It only costs about 10 US dollars. However, the business has been so good recently, the price must be increased appropriately.

Gao Jun was covered with a quilt, his face relaxed.

He felt that he was no longer in the mood for women, and he also felt that it was wrong to do this, so he held a cigarette in his mouth and lit the ashes on the ground.

After having half a day's free time, I stayed in bed for nearly an hour before I got up. I carefully arranged my hairstyle in front of the bathroom mirror and flicked the glass with satisfaction.

Carrying my bag and briefcase, I went downstairs.

Taylor happened to be talking to a waiter at the front desk, and when he saw him coming down, a smile instantly appeared on his face.

Because he is indeed generous!

Unlike those "desperados" in Jubail, who search for money, hoping for another overlord batch, but Taylor is not a vegetarian, so he dares not to pay?

Just ask Frago to send out an army to kill you.

Do you need any more reasons?

When the US military was in the Vietnam War, they often abused local women. Even if the incident was exposed, what could be done?

The fist symbolizes strength and unscrupulous demands on the weak.

"How is it? Mr. Yuri."

Gao Jun replied, "Great." A man knows how to smile.

"Kellogg and Selina are the most popular girls in Jubail. When they came down just now, they told me that you are very gentle and more comfortable than those... white people." Taylor's last words were lowered.

, and also licked his lips at several white men sitting in the hall.

When a woman praises you, your vanity and self-esteem will of course skyrocket.

Order them next time!

"Are you going out?" He looked at Gao Jun's backpack and said.

"I'm going to the bank."

Taylor: "Channel, one-on-one dedicated docking, and even private transportation, only 300 US dollars!"

You are addicted before you make money from me.

$300!

I can... I can find a homeless man in the United States and let him kill someone.

Gao Jun said stiffly, "No, thank you."

Taylor sighed a little regretfully, "Okay, Mr. Yuri, you can come back to me if you need anything."

Gao Jun nodded and walked towards the door.

At a glance, I saw a Land Rover military vehicle parked at the door, with the word Saudi Arabia written on it in English, and two people wearing desert-colored military uniforms were sitting inside.

They happened to have their eyes hooked, and when they saw Tang Dao, they looked at each other. The co-pilot's warrant officer opened the door and came down, and glanced at him, "Yuri?"

"it's me."

"We are from Frago, and we will follow you these two days."

Gao Jun nodded, thanked him, and sat in the back seat. Many people saw this scene, especially the mercenaries with evil intentions, and their expressions were very depressed.

But the evil will not diminish.

They only sell their integrity for money, so why would they care about Saudi Arabia?

Give me the money, and the Yankee’s ass will be opened for you!

Military vehicles carried Gao Jun to the largest national commercial bank in Jubail. The money-making banks were different, and the doors were particularly large.

The two warrant officers protected Gao Jun as he entered the bank and saw the security guard holding an MP5 submachine gun.

This is currently the mainstream weapon of the Saudi army.

There were very few people in the bank. Except for Gao Jun, there was a team of about three people not far away. Judging from their clothes, they were mercenaries. The leader was a middle-aged white man with gray hair, who was just a little melancholy.

It seems like something happened.

Gao Jun is not a neighborhood committee grandma, meddling in other people’s business!

His grandfather was able to live to be more than 90 years old before passing away, all because of a secret code, don't talk too much nonsense.

Soon it was his turn and his number was called at the counter.

"Sir, what business are you dealing with?"

"Save money!" asked the waitress at the counter.

Gao Jun turned his backpack around and took out the money. The 190,000 U.S. dollars in cash actually looked like a large amount. Even if the counter sister saw the banknotes, her eyes lit up when she saw so many U.S. dollars.

Gao Jun smiled even more happily.

"Please show me your identification."

Gao Jun handed over his passport, folded his hands, and watched nervously as the other party operated on the 286 computer.

When he saw the U.S. dollars flying on the banknote detector, he thought of Paul.

These are all sold to brothers... their hard-earned money!

But it’s all mine!

Gao Jun asked her to open a check service. Due to the special nature of the Saudi National Commercial Bank, the settlement currency for trade surplus is sent out from this bank, and it cooperates with many overseas banks.

After all, people have to calculate the money when selling oil.
To be continued...