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So carry their bags and return to their hotown.
Similarly,
others travel thousands of miles to foreign lands.
What’s common is,
it’s all for family.
A white Airbus glides across the sky.
Even though the climate in this diterranean gem is warr than back ho, Luo Han still instinctively pulls his black coat closer as he disembarks the plane.
Without any entourage, this influential figure travels light, just like his brother, accompanied only by a subordinate.
After all, this is Sicily.
The stronghold of the Mafia.
And the Mafia, are his close partners.
“Mr.
Luo.”
The relationship built on long-standing mutual interests is trustworthy, for Luo Han who traveled from afar, the Mafia senior boss Fernando afforded him high honors, sending an impressive motorcade to receive him, and personally appearing on site.
Dozens of n in suits stood with their hands behind their backs, faces stern, like statues.
Passersby could not help but glance sideways, their nerves tense, instinctively softening their footsteps.
As the Uncrowned King of this land, Fernando walked towards Luo Han with his head high and chest out, ignoring others, his face full of smiles.
Luo Han also raised a splendid smile, anwhile lifting his hands.
The two tycoons, commanding their respective domains, embraced firmly.
“Welco to Sicily.”
“Mr.
Fernando, it’s been a long ti, you are still as handso as ever.”
Though there were close business ties, the number of tis they t was not many.
If not for Luo Long’s “disappearance”, this chance encounter might not have happened.
“Mr.
Luo, you have aged quite a bit.”
Fernando sized Luo Han up, smiling.
Luo Han laughed heartily, “Ti spares no one, Mr.
Fernando, if you have any secret to maintaining one’s appearance, don’t be stingy.”
“Those dicines we sell, they’re all sham, what’s most important is to maintain a good ntality,” Fernando candidly said.
Luo Han agreed deeply, nodding with a smile, “Makes sense.”
“Let’s get in the car, let’s first taste our Sicilian cuisine.”
Both parties got into the cars.
Under the respectful gazes of the visitors, the formidable motorcade started moving, progressively distancing itself.
Instead of choosing a famous local restaurant, the massive motorcade drove straight to Fernando’s vineyard.
Yes.
That vineyard baptized by gunfire.
And what’s crucial is.
The vineyard still retained its most authentic look—maintaining the appearance it had on the day of attack.
The motorcade drove through the decrepit plantation.
Luo Han’s gaze retreated from the window, his expression as usual, as if unaware of the turmoil that had taken place here.
“Mr.
Fernando, this is the vineyard, right?”
Fernando, sharing the ride, nodded and looked out the window, sighing wistfully, “It used to be.
Co autumn, it would be bustling and beautiful here.”
Luo Han was no novice, he refrained from probing deeply.
He thought the plantation’s periphery was just for show, but little did he know, once inside, the estate’s main building was even more ghastly.
Walls were collapsed.
Glass shattered everywhere.
Although it wouldn’t be easy to completely restore the vineyard to its original state in a short ti, if Fernando wanted to, it wouldn’t be so dilapidated.
“Mr.
Luo, please get out of the car.”
The impassive tough n opened the car door, and Luo Han stepped onto the ravaged land.
Standing in front of the desolate main building of the vineyard, he showed no surprise.
After all, even the most tactful cannot foresee everything.
From thousands of miles away, how could he have guessed what had transpired here.
Moreover.
From Luo Han’s point of view, how could he have guessed that the other party would be so “honest” with him.
“Mr.
Fernando, this renovation style of yours is truly unique.”
Look.
The art of language of a significant figure.
“A mutual understanding among heroes, I too think that its current appearance is quite good.”
Fernando looked at his property and smiled, then lifted his hand.
“Please.”
Although the exterior was in ruins, the building’s interior had undergone basic renovations; otherwise, even with close relations, Fernando wouldn’t have chosen this place to entertain guests.
The host and guest sat down.
Luo Han sat in the sa spot Luo Long once did.
“Mr.
Luo, let’s eat and talk.”
The servants began serving dishes.
“This is a newly developed wine, Mr.
Luo, please have a taste.”
Fernando personally poured the wine.
Luo Han picked up the wine glass and took a sip.
“How is it?”
“Not bad, it suits our people’s taste well, it will definitely do well in Shenzhou.”
Luo Han affird fully, straightforward and direct, “What’s the selling price of this wine?”
Even with his own brother missing, he still had the mind to talk business.
But, that’s the difference between significant figures and ordinary people.
First offer a lure, which undoubtedly works better than outright asking for help.
“50 euros.”
Fernando, without beating around the bush, nad the price.
For their level, talking such business might seem beneath them, but one must realize, not just the liquor industry, the mid to lower range products represent the biggest market.
Their international trade has always focused on mid to low-end liquors; 50 euros is already a high price in their partnership.
Luo Han took another taste of the wine, this ti he seed more earnest.
Fernando was pleased with this response, as it fitted the appropriate attitude for cooperation.
Hearing the “high” price and not changing expression, Luo Han put down his wine glass, “I think Mr.
Fernando undervalued this wine a bit, in my opinion, I’m willing to pay more than 50 euros for this glass, that’s what it deserves.”
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