Chapter 640 Is It Difficult to Choose Between You or Your Subordinates?

Frank was instantly frightened by Li Changheng's threatening words, his head was numb and his hands and feet were cold.

If my old friend offered a reward of 100 million US dollars, not to mention friends, wives and FB1, maybe the gangsters and white gangs all over New York, the whole of the United States, and all of America would regard him as their prey.

More importantly, for Li Changheng, 100 million U.S. dollars is as easy as spending 1 million U.S. dollars by himself.

Then I thought that 4 years ago, I had just exchanged 1,000 fake checks from Europe, and brought back 10 rough colored diamonds from Africa.

When meeting Li Changheng secretly, he covered his mouth from behind and almost suffocated, and Li Changheng has the habit of carrying a gun with him.

Frank immediately felt that Li Changheng was definitely the kind of person who would really kill his mouth.

For a while, Frank began to hesitate whether to board Li Changheng's boat or not.

Still relying on the more than 10 million US dollars in gold spot futures in the account, I will live the rest of my life in peace and stability.

But I am only 21 years old, is it true that I can retire so early, marry a wife and have children safely?

Before Frank could hesitate and open his mouth, Li Changheng bewitched, "The small goal of becoming a multi-millionaire has been achieved for you, do you want to become a billionaire now?"

Frank's eyes lit up instantly, and then he knew that Li Changheng was tempting himself.

The tangled expression on his face changed several times, and then he looked up at Li Changheng and said, "Henry, I want to know that you are so rich and powerful, do you still carry a gun on your body like before?"

As soon as Li Changheng heard it, he understood that Frank wanted to see if he was still as cautious and ruthless as before.

With a smile, he opened the suit with his left hand, revealing the custom-made carved revolver in the underarm holster.

"FK", Frank cursed violently, and finally shook his head helplessly, "I swear I will betray no one, and I will not betray you."

"Remember what you said today." Li Changheng let go of his clothes and said with a smile, "However, don't worry, at least you are one of my very few friends.

And I can do a lot, a lot of insurance against danger.

You can also use your hands as safety valves. "

Frank froze for a moment, quickly forgot the fear and nervousness in his heart, and asked with a stretched brow, "What do you mean?"

"You've been at Columbia University for so long, you should meet some new friends who are just hanging out, not friendship, right?"

Frank nodded, and Li Changheng continued, "Let these people help you with things that violate laws and regulations.

In case something happens, make a deal with FB1 and prosecutors to expose their criminal evidence to reduce your sentence. You shouldn't feel burdened, right? "

"Wait," Frank said with an expression of disbelief, "You asked me to be an informer?"

Li Changheng looked at Frank contemptuously, "Is it hard to choose whether you die or your subordinates die?"

"this,,".

Frank wanted to say that he would not be sorry for his friends, but when he thought of himself and the people he found, he was not a friend at all.

And if you bring them to make money, it seems that there is really no need to have any psychological burden.

Thinking about it this way, Frank suddenly felt that it was best not to look for classmates or friends from Columbia University. After all, people who can go to Ivy League universities may not have high EQ, but they are definitely not stupid.

Or you can find a few unsatisfactory friends from childhood to help yourself.

Seeing that he didn't speak, Li Changheng didn't understand that this guy agreed in his heart, and he was just embarrassed if he didn't say it.

With the idea of ​​using his subordinates as a shield from the beginning, Frank will definitely not really get along with his subordinates in the future.

Without the burden of friendship and other emotions, the probability of accidents in junk stock investment companies will be much, much lower.

Even without the involvement of his subordinates, Li Changheng actually has enough confidence, under his own supervision, with the help of lawyers and retired prosecutors as judicial advisors.

Unless Li Changheng stubbornly eats alone when Belford Investment Company is blocking the way of the Wall Street consortium, no one can bring down Belford Investment Company.

"Get out of the car," Li Changheng patted Frank's arm, "Let me see your internship on Wall Street in the past six months. What have you learned?"

Frank understood that this was a test, so he took a few deep breaths nervously again, and pushed open the car door.

Following Li Changheng, guarded by a dozen bodyguards in black suits, he walked into the store of the junk stock seller.

"Deville Stock Trading Center, what can I do to help..."

A 30- to 40-year-old woman who was sitting at the front desk in the store was entered into the store by 4 people before she could finish speaking.

Wearing a black suit, at least 1.85 meters tall, with a serious expression on his face, the bodyguard who couldn't even hide the muscles on his arms was frightened.

Then when a few bodyguards came in, they screamed and ran into the store while shouting, "It's none of my business, I'm just a receptionist."

Li Changheng was amused when he heard it, and then he smiled and said to Frank who didn't know why, "This kind of leather bag company that sells junk stocks to postmen and plumbers is, to put it bluntly, a scam company that doesn't even have a license.

What to invest for three months and earn back the principal.

False advertisements with a one-year investment, several times, or even ten times, are specially published in naked magazines to deceive those idiots who dream of getting rich all day long.

Therefore, this kind of company will inevitably encounter the experience of being approached by people asking for a refund, or even being beaten. "

Then, to Frank's surprise, the seven or eight middle-aged men in the shop were casually dressed, even sloppy, and looked like low-level middle-aged men. The first thing they thought of was not to call the police.

Instead, he picked up the baseball bat under the desk, and warned the bodyguards with a fierce look on his face that they paid money to manage the gangs in this area.

Then someone shouted, "Call the Corleone family quickly."

But within three seconds, the group of people all let go of the baseball bats and microphones in their hands, raised their hands above their heads, and looked at the bodyguards who took out their guns in horror.

As Li Changheng's close bodyguard, let alone a concealed gun certificate.

They are also formally authorized to fire unsolicited firearms, like the police, when necessary to protect the safety of astronauts on the moon and National Guard Air Force lieutenant colonel fighter pilots.

There was a burst of surrender, wailing and begging to be let go, and even when the cry sounded.

Li Changheng shook his head helplessly, and simply took advantage of the fact that there were three strong men taller than him standing in front of him, and no one in the store recognized him.

Turn around and leave the store and get back in the car.

Then he said to Frank who followed him, "Get in the car, let's go to a coffee shop and let someone check to see if there are other junk stock sellers nearby."

An hour later, Li Changheng, wearing a mask, baseball cap, and sunglasses, followed Frank into a small company called Noda Securities under the protection of Blade and four guards.