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Chapter 420: The Big Dog

Tang Dao had a very shallow idea. If this casino could be established, he would definitely not eat alone. This is definitely a way for him to win over his connections. Sometimes, political donations are not just money, and using only a handful of interests to fix allies is one of his important means of development in Europe and even North America.

Never be disgusted by everyone because of being too greedy.

All you have to do now is raise money and get all the facilities done. He contacted his close friend, Mr. Charley, Boston!

"Good morning, man." Tang Dao held the mobile phone in his left hand and a spoon in his right hand and gently stirred it in the coffee. He said in a relaxed tone, "Have you woke up from your 500-square-meter bed?"

Charlie's tone was still lazy, "Five hundred square meters? Do you think I am that idiot, living in the White House?"

"Then do you have a handrail next to you?"

"Hey, Nicholas, I'm not a nursing home..." Charlie sighed helplessly, but he felt that Tang Dao's tone was very happy. Obviously, there was some good news to tell him, and he also smiled, "But I think my tonnage should not be scared by any news."

Tang Dao beat his right hand, "I have a Las Vegas gambling card in my hand. Are you interested?"

There was a silence on the opposite side, which made Tang Dao think that the phone line had been short-circuited, but then he heard the breathing on the other side quickly and quickly. Charlie kept chanting, "omg,omg!"

"Calm down, man!" Tang Dao said hurriedly for fear of his sudden death.

Charlie took a deep breath and exhaled.

It’s not his fault. Even if he has seen big scenes, he still keeps away from gambling cards. Even if he is a rich man in Boston, he is just a drop in the ocean in the entire North America or the whole world. You will never know who is the richest man? Those richest men on the surface may be rich, but they are still a certain distance from the real wealthy family.

First of all, the Caesars Casino is known in public. It covers an area of ​​4.5 acres, with majestic fountains, several restaurants, 2 casinos, fitness spa treatments, beauty salons, shopping centers, tennis courts, 4 entertainment centers and performance halls. The "Garden of the Gods" outdoor recreation area with 3 swimming pools is also under construction.

The rotunda is a microcosm of the ancient Roman city, recreating the appearance of this ancient civilization city two thousand years ago. The warriors are terrified to control the sculptures of four horses and ancient chariots to protect the north and welcome the guests who visit the casino.

The cost alone is US$310 million!

Charlie has a good connection and knows a lot of things relatively.

Behind the Caesar Hotel is the famous British Max family and the Morgan family, which are composed of about 4 big dog owners, plus the distribution of other interests below, otherwise they will not be able to stand firm. This annual profit is enough and enough to make people envious. Moreover, since ancient times, gambling has been the most profitable business, and monopoly under legal management is naturally profitable.

"I need a sum of funds now, about 600 million US dollars." Tang Dao said.

"My cash flow is about 40 million US dollars..." Charlie seemed very embarrassed, after all, the gap was too big.

Tang Dao said, "I plan to raise funds for the 600 million US dollars. Didn't the guys in the Boston Consortium keep calling for the opportunity to make a fortune and take them with them? We'll just pick them up, and I plan to find someone else for the remaining part of the money."

Charlie pondered for a while, and the old fried dough immediately understood what Tang Dao meant.

Give more allies!

"I'm afraid there are not many people who can take out so much cash." Charlie frowned. He admitted that the casino business is indeed very attractive, but it is already very rare to have some cash flow in the business. The money he has happened to be the final payment for a batch of goods, and he also made it out with gritted teeth.

Tang Dao said meaningfully, "But some things are not something that can be bought by money."

What he wants is greater influence. He can still get the remaining hundreds of millions of dollars. There are about 700 to 800 million US dollars in the Swiss bank's household registration. The war has turned him into a rich man. At least one female deer is destroyed on the battlefield in Africa every day. Judging from the data of various agents.

Body bags, bullets, and canned beef are the top three items in the purchase rate.

You will never know where the dividend potential of war lies!

But Tang Dao is definitely not the richest man in Africa, at most the richest man in North Africa. He has now established a complete and sound channel and is waiting for the big fight in Africa that will start from the end of 1992.

There is still a generation gap with Charlie. After Tang Dao hung up the phone, he called a few old friends, especially when he was calling Ukrainian oligarch Andyerov. The other party was attending a business meeting in Saudi Arabia. He was obviously surprised by receiving Tang Dao's call, but after he reacted, he became very enthusiastic. According to conservative estimates, has the Savior Company already made more than 50 million US dollars in profit for him? What is the difference between seeing the God of Wealth and seeing the father?

"Hey, man, are you interested in opening a casino in Las Vegas?" Tang Dao was very straightforward.

Andrewev, who was in the meeting, was stunned. He looked at the bearded man who was speaking, covered his ears, and said softly, "Wait a minute, I'll call you back later." He politely hung up the phone first, pulled off his suit, and walked out the door. This was very common at the meeting. There were dozens of people at the scene, but there were always people paying attention to him. After all, Ermazi is not as hard as the big brother, and he still has a lot of good things in his hands.

After walking out of the conference room and coming to the garden outside, Andrewev pulled Tang Dao back, "I'm sorry, man, it's a bit noisy just now, you continue."

Tang Dao had to repeat what he had said to Charlie just now.

"I'm sorry guy." Andrewev shook his head, helpless. These words made Tang Dao not like it very much, but he still listened quietly to the other party, "I'm afraid I can't extend my business into North America recently. My household registration has been targeted, which is a bit troublesome."

"Do you need help?" Tang Dao said with a brow at the hearing.

Andrewev is his biggest ally among the Ermaozi, which is related to his fundamental direct interests. Even if there is any problem with the other party, Tang Dao will definitely come forward. Even if he wants to take a political route in the future, he will do his best to help. The interests of both parties are too deeply bound.

"Don't worry, there are not many problems, I can handle it." Andrewev's words made Tang Dao relax a little, "Tang, I can't invest, but I have a few good candidates. I met a few rich royal children in Saudi Arabia, and they will definitely be very happy to join and expand their Saudi influence in the Western world."

Children of the Saudi royal family?

Those legendary dog ​​lovers!

"Of course, I am very willing to be friends with them. When will I have time?" Tang Daoke understood how rich those people were. He hurriedly said. After he finished speaking, he realized that he was a little too anxious and called out, "I have already obtained the gambling license and want to open the entertainment venue."

Andrewev expressed his understanding, "I will help you and call you in the evening. I think Mr. Asud is definitely willing to see you."

"Asud? Who Asud?" Tang Dao's heart moved.

“Alvalid bin Taral Asud!”

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