When League of Legends Comes to American Comics

Chapter 30 Atmosphere!

When night fell to Sunset Park, the lights of a shop were still fighting against the coming darkness.

Boss Liao was alone in the shop, opening all the objects that could emit light one by one.

The shop atmosphere, which was originally somewhat elegant, was suddenly illuminated by these gaudy lights as 'golden and brilliant'.

But he, the owner of the shop, didn't think there was anything wrong with it. On the contrary, he was a little regretful. There were still a few light tubes in the shop, and he couldn't illuminate the road outside the shop in white.

Just as Boss Liao was still thinking about how to get some more light boxes, a black Cadillac drove over from a distance and stopped at the main entrance of the shop.

The old man in the straw hat stepped down from the co-pilot first, then trotted two steps, and opened the rear door graciously.

Nan Ke got off the back seat, ignored the greetings from the two old men next to him, and directly opened the door and entered the shop.

If the old man is replaced by an eighteen-year-old girl, he can communicate, and he can be regarded as a flower who cares about the future.

But he really didn't think so when facing these two old Cai Bangzi who disliked being too old for making wine. After all, the generation gap was so deep that it almost caught up with the Marinaya Trench.

"Yo, welcome, welcome, return in triumph!"

Boss Liao's chubby face was full of smiles. Today he let out a bad breath. This breath has been held in his heart for more than ten years. Even he himself didn't expect to have the time to vent it.

So much so that although he is not drinking now, he still has a feeling of "flying away" in his mind, and his gestures and gestures reveal excitement and excitement, and he has a sense of sight as if an old man is talking about a juvenile madness.

"Sit here, sit here."

The old man in the top hat rushed to trot for two steps, and with his old legs, he helped Nan Ke push the boss chair that Boss Liao usually sat on.

The current situation of the whole shop is like three eunuchs, who are trying their best to please their master.

Nan Ke sat on the 'Dragon Chair' very calmly. Although he was a notebook writer not long ago, he has experienced the double polishing of time travel and Ryze. After all, this state of mind is different from other 'ordinary people'.

Bullying and bullying ordinary people, even if there was that Ward in it, Nan Ke still didn't feel that there was anything worth getting excited about.

In the previous life, separated by the screen, I liked to fantasize about the scene where I was able to perform in the Marvel world, but when you can really do this, you will find that with your own operations, all of this suddenly becomes boring stand up.

The former is like a demon, and the later is like a Buddha, in fact, it can just explain Nan Ke's current mentality.

"Don't do that, I'm in shock."

"Row!"

Boss Liao waved his hand, and the two old men closed their mouths knowingly, then smiled at Nan Ke, and walked out of the shop obediently.

then;

Boss Liao himself found a small bench from the side and sat down, with both hands on his knees. Although only half of his buttocks fell on the stool, his face still couldn't hide his excitement.

Nan Ke glanced at him, "This matter is not over yet."

He defuses a wave of land strategic defense attacks and the offensive of the Logistics Support Bureau, and has caught all six agents in the factory building into the net as bargaining chips.

But then how to use these chips to negotiate, how to use the chips in exchange for tangible benefits, instead of arousing the anger over there and making them more frustrated and courageous, you have to rely on Boss Liao to plan it yourself.

Nan Ke himself knows his own strength and level, so it's okay to be naughty, but if he really plays with those people, then he is really the home of the dung beetle, and he is not far from death.

Boss Liao licked his lips, holding back the joy in his heart, "I have worked with them for seven or eight years, and I know their work habits well. Let's do this first, then do this, and finally do this again. It's done!"

Boss Liao spoke with confidence;

Nan Ke, on the other hand, looked at him with a look of caring for the mentally retarded, "What are 'this way', 'this way', and 'that way'?"

"Hey." Boss Liao smiled, "It's not difficult to operate this kind of thing, but it's complicated when you talk about it. I'll tell you for two or three hours, but I may not be able to explain clearly. Come;
But this time I am really sure in my heart, I won’t waste my money, I won’t beg my grandpa to sue my grandma, this time I will negotiate with them openly, I don’t believe they are really willing to tear their face with me for a Chinese ink! "

In the past, Boss Liao didn't dare to say this, because there is indeed a gap between the consortium and the intelligence dealers.

But now, he has an extra Nanke here. Although he doesn't know the specific strength of Nanke over there, but he can quietly swallow their elite team. This kind of strength is enough to attract their attention.

The most important thing is that after the first step of negotiation is completed, those agents are brought back, and some of Nan Ke's strength is conveyed through their mouths, this so-called 'peace' will become simpler and more relaxed in the future.

"Okay, as long as you have the count." Nan Ke stood up as he said, ready to go back to his shop to pick it up and take a shower, but stopped when he reached the door, put one hand on his chest, and said : "By the way, you still have to ask for money from Hanmo, but you can take the big one, and just leave 100 million for me."

On the way back, under the influence of Xiao Zha, Boss Liao's two subordinates confided in Nan Ke, most of which were about Boss Liao and their difficulties;

In the final analysis, a Chinese who started from scratch in a foreign country and climbed to the present stage seems to be quite beautiful on the surface, but the bitterness in it is only clear to the two old men who started with him.

For the matter of Han Mo, Boss Liao threw half of his family's foundation into it. You must know that you have to get cash for entrusting someone to do things, and tens of millions of dollars in cash, even if Boss Liao's family is relatively well-off. Almost squeezed dry.

Besides, money, to Boss Liao, is considered something outside of his body, so he can't look down on it, but the grievances and supercilious eyes he suffered in it have to be smashed and swallowed in his stomach, which is the real difficulty for him.

If he didn't know, Nan Ke could still keep all the money with peace of mind, but now that he knew about the situation, he really felt a little bit sorry to go to get the money.

In the end, I did my best, but for me, this little effort is really no different from dancing a square dance with my aunt.

"This..." Boss Liao wanted to refuse.

"Let's do it this way, the money will be rich in the future!"

Nan Ke waved his hand grandly, then entered his shop without looking back.

'boom'

Hearing the sound of closing the door next door, Boss Liao rubbed his belly habitually, with a smile on his lips, "I didn't expect that this little fellow is quite majestic."

And in the shop next door;

Xiao Zha was floating in the air, watching with some astonishment that the owner in front of him entered the door, and suddenly squatted against the wall at the door.

'Huhu~'

Xiao Zha stood beside him to show his loyalty.

But Nan Ke raised his head at this time, his face looked a little ferocious, and he held his heart with one hand, feeling as if a part of himself had been forcibly torn out.

a long time;

Nan Ke slowed down, feeling the faint heartache in his heart, and said quietly to the grimace in front of him: "Then there are millions of them!"

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I hope you can wave your hands generously, and I will give you the recommendation ticket and monthly ticket!
(End of this chapter)