Tang Rupei was very confident. This was seen by Master Dao from the other party's eyes. He was about to introduce him, but Tang Dao raised his hand and signaled not to speak first.

He put his elbow flat on the table, took out the cigarette box, took out the root, held it in his mouth, tilted his head and lit the lighter, and sipped it deeply, "Old Tang, you are so direct, then I, as a junior, have to say, not everyone can enter here, you said, your grandson wants to come in, okay, I will give you a face, but what can I get?"

Tang Dao leaned forward and said with a smile, "You have to give me some benefits, right?"

Tang Rupei looked at his grandfather next to him. He was actually a little bored. When he was called back, he was also very upset. He was developing well abroad, so why should he follow someone younger than him?

"You'd better tell me what I need, what you have, I have, what you don't have, and I have, too." Tang Dao said.

The Eighth Master frowned slightly and didn't speak.

“I can make your company’s business in Asia go smoothly.”

Tang Dao shook his head, "Not enough, we are a serious company. We don't have to worry about anyone's face, this bargaining chip is not good."

"What does Mr. Tang want?" asked the Eighth Master in a deep voice, saying that he was just a little angry, but he had not yet reached the point of turning over the table. He had seen too many talented and unruly geniuses. They each had different tempers, but they all had one advantage, that is, they were calm enough, that they knew what they wanted, or what they could get from it.

"Three days, I will give you the clues of the murderer."

After thinking for a while, Eighth Master still felt that this bargaining chip was what Tang Dao needed the most at present.

Sure enough, when he heard this, Tang Dao's eyes lit up and he nodded slowly, "Okay, as long as you find the clue within 3 days, then Ru Pei will follow me, but if not, Mr. Tang, don't blame the younger generation for not giving face."

"One word is determined." Tang Ba said.

"One word is certain!"

Tang Rupei was helpless next to him. He was treated as a "goods" and was traded, but he had no temper. He had known since he was a child that adults should not talk too much, but just stood by and listened quietly.

The eighth master is old and has a bad appetite. He just took a few bites and then got up and said goodbye. Tang Rupei hurriedly helped him and leave.

"Help me give me Mr. Tang." Tang Dao said to Licock.

Licock personally sent their grandfather and grandson into the car, waved his hand and watched him go away before returning to the restaurant. The boss was scooping the soup alone, mushroom and rib soup, which was very fresh, and the taste buds could explode when they put them in their mouth.

"I'm back, come, sit down and have something together." Tang Dao pointed at the action beside him and said.

Licock hesitated and sat down. Someone next to him brought a set of tableware and heard from the boss, "These are all Chinese foods, and the taste is great. You can try it, but this is just an Italian. I can't make the taste I want. Oh, I still have to go back next time I want to eat it."

"Boss, if you want to go, can we go and have a look?" Licock said.

Tang Dao shook his head, "Forget it, I don't have this idea at the moment. Mr. Chen will do it next time he returns to Somalia."

Licock nodded, and Tang Dao asked again, "What do you think of Mr. Tang just now?"

"A successful boss, but I don't think they can bring us any benefits. Moreover, they are too different from our boss, so there is no need to tell him that much." Licock said that when he met Tang Ba before, he thought he was a successful person, but now he looks like he is just a social person, and he has a little bit of a loss.

Even if they can cooperate with the Savior Company, they are large organizations, such as brotherhoods, families, etc., so that their businesses can spread all over the world and bring certain value to the company.

Licock is a very realistic person. He doesn't think Tang Ba can bring anything to his boss, so he just said it directly.

"He is a smart man, he is looking for a way out for his family." Tang Dao cliched his words, "No family can prosper for a long time. The French royal family was sent to the guillotine, while the Russian royal family was killed all the whole family. This is the trend. He wanted to stuff his grandson to me, but just wanted to leave a seed for the family. This is an absolutely smart person. I like to deal with smart people the most."

This reason is more like an excuse, not very understandable.

Tang Dao's status and status, if you want to find smart people, you will lose money directly. Some Mensa members come over, who can refuse the money?

Tang Dao knew the reason, and he didn't want to say much. Those who understand would naturally understand it. If they explain too much, they would lose weight!

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Inside the car.

As soon as the Eighth Master came up, he closed his eyes, and Tang Rupei sat next to him without daring to say anything.

"Do you think it's aggrieved to call you back from Goldman Sachs?"

This sudden inquiry made Tang Rupei a little busy, but when he came to his senses, he quickly shook his head, "No, it's also my grandfather who sent me out. Of course, he should also ask me to come back."

The eighth Master slowly opened his eyes and nodded, "Although foreigners also pay attention to ability, they are also serious in seniority. It is not that simple to stand out at Goldman Sachs. After 20 or 30 years, I will be buried. There must be someone in our family to carry the banner. If your brother and others are not good, they can only leave it to you. It is right to follow Tang Dao. Grandpa, I have read his history of making a fortune, and there are two words written in the whole article: Luck!"

The older generation still believes in this very much. After all, it can be passed down, but it can not only be eliminated by feudalism.

Although Tang Rupei was very disdainful of this statement, he still showed an listening look on his face. After all, the Eighth Master was also hiding through it. He could also see his facial expression. He patted his grandson's thigh, "Do you think it's a bit too urgent to put you in? Rupei, you have been smart and low-key since you were a child, but you are too low-key. If you were so low-key with you before, you would not have the life to survive. You have to fight for it yourself and get your own things shamelessly. In this regard, Tang Dao is much better than you. He said halfway, and if you find the murderer, you will take you in, but how to use it? He has no guarantee, we have to fight for it, so we have to find the murderer, and then get his life and give you an advanced gift!"

"Ru Pei, this society is in a society where people eat people, but they eat very politely. There are always a few people who will shine through the entire era and it is also a skill to the right person. Grandpa will not be wrong in looking at people. Don't have any face. If you can get in, it's good."

Master Ba retracted his hand and slowly closed his eyes.

"Next, let grandpa prepare your gift to you for your elder brother!"

A light sentence, but with an unyielding domineering spirit.

He still remembers when he was young, when he was singing in the hall: Tang Ba gave the big brother a gift, and the enemy Huang Enke 17 dollars, all the family was old and young!

If you are a big brother, you always have to give gifts. Times are changing, people's hearts are changing, and interests are changing, but etiquette cannot change, nor can it change.

No matter who the other party is, they will die!

This is Tang Ba’s confidence as a boss.

Tang Rupei looked at his grandfather's side face, his face covered with old-fashioned spots, and he was determined, just like Dun Dun's teachings when he was young.

"A person has three religions and nine channels, and the road is connected to all directions. What is it for himself? Just follow the heart, follow the will, follow the feelings, follow the etiquette... Only when he accomplishes great things, be careful of the small details, and knows great etiquette can he be a human being!"

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Chapter completed!