Those who are familiar with the history of Hawkshop are absolutely clear that modern history cannot be separated from the Kennedy family.

But this family is like being cursed. Every generation dies in vain, and John Kennedy's generation is even more crazy. One of them has a skull overturned, one is blown up, and one is killed on the road to the election. Of course, there are four sons who are deposed for extramarital affairs, and four sons... three deaths and one is deposed. It's simply weird, but this is not the end, otherwise why is it called a curse?

In 1963, John Kennedy's son Patrick died of illness; in 1984, Robert Kennedy's son David died of drug overdose; in 1997, Robert's other son Michael died of injury while skiing; in 1999, John's son, John Kennedy, who is considered the most promising revival of the family, died of an unknown plane crash...

It's simply poisonous!

Compared to them, the Hermann family is probably the one who can compare with them.

This family is very prominent. They made their fortunes during the British voyage, mainly reselling some slave businesses. Later, they made contributions to developing overseas and were named Count. Their previous territory was in Bristol. Now they still occupy most of their wealth and are one of the few "nobles" who can still survive.

Logically speaking, if it has been developed for hundreds of years, this family should be very strong, but the Hermann family is obviously not among them, because they also have a famous "Hermann Curse."

After the family patriarch was elected, the remaining children would die for no reason in the next few years.

For example, after his father took office, Sainthbury Hermann fell into the sea and drowned when he went out to play overseas. The third brother was beaten to death in a bar fight with someone. The fourth brother was bitten to death by wild animals while hunting in Africa. They encountered a group of hyenas...

No one believed this.

Moreover, this is not a single generation, almost none of them have this phenomenon, so this is why they cannot develop, but those who can get promoted are probably all the heroes, and no one wants to die miserably that day for no reason, right?

Sainthbury Hermann probably felt the "taboo" of Tang Dao, and smiled reluctantly, and said, "Don't be nervous, Mr. Nicholas, the curse will not be contagious."

He said this, obviously he had encountered such a thing many times, and it was straightforward to explain it.

However, when Tang Dao said this, he felt a little cautious, and smiled a little embarrassedly, but he quickly restrained himself, "Mr. Sainthbury, are you doing something?"

Speaking of serious matters, Sainsibury's face was very serious. The red wine glass in his hand touched Tang Dao, "We know that your company is developing a human exoskeleton..."

As he said, he looked at Tang Dao, and saw that the latter frowned slightly, and hurriedly said, "Don't get me wrong. I'm not trying to inquire, but the whole Wall Street is circulating."

Tang Dao himself is a "famous investor". Many of his works have been talked about by countless people and have been praised as a good story. Such people are a little disturbing. The capital world is the best known. There is no airtight wall, only capital that pursues interests.

Hearing his explanation, Tang Dao's face relaxed a little, hesitated for a while, and nodded. If you can't hide this kind of thing, then do you generously admit it?

Sainthbury smiled, and a confident expression suddenly appeared on her pale face, "I want to invest in this project, I don't know if Mr. Nicholas is short of money?"

If you are short of money, you must be short of money!

But this project was recognized by Tang Dao as the future product of the Savior Company, so of course he didn't really want to share it with others.

"Don't worry about refusing first, I can talk about my conditions." Sainthbury said first, "We invested 200 million US dollars in the early stage, and we want the production and exclusive sales rights of this project."

"This is impossible." Tang Dao refused firmly, "Mr. Sainthbury, this condition is too harsh. Moreover, I am not short of the 200 million US dollars now, and this business is too small."

200 million?

The initial investment is almost exceeding this number.

Sainthbury looked at Tang Dao, "Borrowing external forces to implement beyond human limits has always been my dream. I think we can continue to talk."

dream?

Nonsense, capitalists have any dreams? They have already priced the price and waited for appreciation. Dogs can see that the exoskeleton has a huge room for appreciation in the future. If they can really invest in the civilian field, it will be a blessing for many disabled patients. It is better to spend hundreds of thousands of dollars to the hospital for treatment without end?

And, not to mention military use.

The man Sainthbury was flowing with Hermann's blood, and he was very smart.

Just like Boss Cai later spent 1 billion US dollars to acquire the Nets, everyone thought he was crazy because he was the last year and was a big dog every year. But later, the estimated price was 3.5 billion US dollars in just two years. The capitalist dream is to make money!

When Sainthbury saw Tang Dao's indifferent look, he was helpless and took out a business card from his pocket, "If you figure it out, you can contact me at any time." He is not the patriarch of the family, and the 200 million US dollars is already his private money. According to the family's curse, this money will not be spent. If he doesn't become the boss, he may have to be taken away by someone.

He wanted to get a good opportunity to perform, to make his father proud, and to become the prince.

No one can ignore the curse that has been for hundreds of years, after all, no one wants to die.

Tang Dao held the business card and watched Sainthbury wandering around the other crowds. Obviously, this noble child wanted to get help from others. Tang Dao smiled and still didn't throw the business card away on the spot. The child was still too young and you didn't have the chips to go to the table. Who would like to play with you? Those who were sitting were short of money, but they were not short of money. If you wanted to go to the bank to get a loan, some people would give it money.

Being a dealer requires confidence, and being a idle player requires ability.

Sainthbury had nothing, except for a good life experience, Tang Dao stuffed his business card into his pocket and found Contes, who was talking to someone. When he saw him coming, he apologized to the other party, and then looked at Tang Dao, "What's wrong? Are you leaving?"

Tang Dao looked around and shrugged, "This place has air conditioning so cold. I think we have to find a place to warm up."

Bratis was stunned, but his face turned red, "Where are you going?" She looked at her boyfriend with this gaze, as if she was waiting for an answer.

Tang Dao looked at his watch and it was only about seven o'clock now. "How about going to the cafe?"

Kantis:@#￥…

Tang Dao, the straight man in steel, obviously didn't understand it yet. Guantis lowered his head and was obviously trying to calm down his mind, "Let's go to the bar, I know there is a great place in Bern."

bar?

Tang Dao really hasn't been to it much. He has been to many of the people under his command, all of whom went to destroy the heads. Many of the people he killed were in the bar. After hesitating, he nodded when he saw the hopeful look of Jiantis, and he said hello to the familiar. The two of them walked out of the party. The little angel and others were waiting outside. It was raining lightly, and there were only a few rain flowers.

But several bodyguards cooperated to open the umbrella and open the car door.

This is called style!
Chapter completed!