Day 4.

Holiday Inn.

A few street boys in floral shirts and dressed in trendy clothes swayed into the hotel. For a man who was not tall and had half a big cigar in his mouth, he was the boss of Pattaya Tony. Beside him was a guy with a small hat stuck in his face, looking very old, but he was dressed the most fashionable. He had a long thick chain hanging on his neck and a cigar in his mouth. He walked around, and seemed to have a speaker.

"Sir, do you need accommodation?" the etiquette lady in the hall hurried over and asked.

"Look for someone, the presidential suite." Tony said arrogantly. The boys and girls behind were all excited and full of expectations for the presidential suite they were about to go to.

"Sorry, you can't go in without an appointment." The etiquette lady said politely, but soon there were two burly men in black suits coming out, both of whom were foreigners, with a white beard, air headset, and an elite look on their faces.

This is a security staff at a Holiday Inn. The high salary has been hired by the American Blackwater Company. The situation in a certain country is now unstable, and the hotel has also strengthened its own security.

"What a mistake, we are God." Tony said dissatisfied.

"Sorry, if there is no legitimate reason, our hotel has the right to expel unrelated idle personnel and protect the rights and interests of our guests..." said Miss Etiquette, with unquestionable tone.

This is class discrimination. Tony and his group are obviously social people on the streets, and there is a big difference between them and the well-dressed guest groups in the holiday hotel.

"I want to complain to you!" Boy Tony shouted, "Professor, quarrel with her!"

"It's not bad at all. There is no specific requirement for the guests' dressing in the charter of your hotel. Based on this, we have the right to..."

The etiquette lady and the two girls at the front desk both looked at the old horse-faced gangster next to him incredibly.

Talent, no wonder he is nicknamed Professor.

Tony was proud, but being educated was different. At this time, the phone at the front desk rang.

"Are you Mr. Tony?" the girl answered the phone and asked hurriedly.

"Of course, Scarface Star, Tony!" The boy hadn't forgotten to show off his coolness and flew at the girl.

"Hello, Mr. Tony, the guests from the Presidential Suite are welcome to go up." The girl hurriedly said respectfully.

"Oh my God, the guests in this suite are so strange from residents to visitors..." said the etiquette girl.

Borui's short hot pants, a small suspender, opened the door barefoot. This sexy and seductive home dress made Tony and some guys swallow their saliva, and they didn't know where to put their eyes.

"Oh my god, Mr. Kikujiro, this... is this really you?" When Borui saw Kikujiro dressed up in an old and dandy manner next to her, she couldn't help but scream.

"Of course, it's like a fake one!" Kikujiro took off the big cigar in his mouth, and the horse's face was full of a cynical look, and there was no such thing as restrained and shy as before.

"The professor is our good brother now. Let's not be too excited when we are together." Tony said, squeezing his eyes at Kikujiro.

"Yes, I can tell that it's very exciting..." Bo Rui was incredible. This professor had changed too quickly.

"Where is the boss?" Tony asked, looking around.

"Tony, Professor, I'm about to tell you about this. It's been two days, and it's been two days since last night." Borui showed a sad expression and said about what happened in the casino last night.

"In my experience, I'm stuck in it." Tony said.

"Ah?!" Hori and Kikujiro were shocked in unison. Although Hori was already feeling something was wrong in his heart, he still didn't want to hear this result.

"What should I do? Tony, we want to save him, he is your boss..." Porui grabbed Tony's arm and said nervously.

"Casino..." Tony sighed, as if he was quite afraid of this casino.

"What's wrong, Tony, aren't you the boss of Pattaya? You're fearless, are you scared?"

Tony glanced at the girl and thought to himself, "What do you think?" That's the prince's territory. I, a little gangster, dare to be presumptuous."

"Professor Kikujiro, are you helpless? Didn't Guo explain a lot to you when he came? We all came for the scientific examination, you must go and save him." Porui looked at Kikujiro again.

"Ah, I...I can't go, I can't go..." Kikujiro also lost his elegance and became cramped.

"Mr. Kikujiro, something happened to Guo. All our affairs are meaningless," Porui said anxiously, "Why don't we call the police?"

"Come on, call the police. Can the police manage the prince's affairs? And if they annoy them, it will be detrimental to Sunnyco." Tony said.

Kikujiro reached into his pocket, "Let me think about it, think about it, I can't go, no... I should be able to go, no, I can't go..."

Several people stared at Kikujiro nervously plucking his pockets, as if there were millions of pounds inside, walked to the window and muttered to themselves.

Bo Rui sat dejectedly on the sand, and the shoulder straps on one side slid down, revealing half of her white body, and she didn't notice it.

"Boss Tony," Kikujiro suddenly said, "Can you... find experts, experts with fake passports, fake bills, and fake documents? In the movie, don't you have such talents in the story?"

"Professor, why are you looking for this? Do you want to get a fake passport and escape?" Tony said.

"Don't interrupt, Tony, listen to what the professor wants to do." Borui said.

"I need such talents..." Kikujiro came back to his senses, and a resolute expression appeared on his face. "Saving Guo Sang is not only due to the friendship of his colleagues, but also closely connected with Guo Sang. I will not let all this ruin Guo Sang and then destroy my academic future."

This is a real person, and at the critical moment, he finally showed the style of a professor.

After a while of discussion, Tony, as the commander-in-chief of the operation, began to deploy.

The troops were divided into two groups, one by one, and went to find a famous counterfeiting expert on the road, and asked him to customize some information urgently according to Kikujiro's request.

The second way, start to think about breaking through the casino and obtaining the information inside.

"Daji, the horse you have hooked up with isn't you working in a casino?" Tony called out a tall and handsome gangster next to him.

"Oh, that girl, I haven't contacted her for a long time, but I should still be infatuated with me." The guy stroked his head narcissistically.

"Then find her right away, and through it, open the casino access." Tony said.

Daji didn't make any noise, looked at Tony, and reached out to rub his fingers.

"Damn it, my Tony's brother actually costs money to pick up girls?!" Tony almost jumped up and kicked the kid.

"Boss, what era is now? If you don't have money, you can't grab a nonsense girl. Look at Sunny, the holiday hotel, the presidential suite, they are picking foreign girls. Boss, be more generous..."

Several boys looked over together, and Bo Rui's pretty face turned red and she quickly pulled the suspender up. Tony was so angry, but what I said was right, it was in the commodity society.

Not only that, it would cost money to find a fake expert, and it would be a considerable fee.

Just because of their gangsters, how could they get so much money?

"How much can it be solved?" Borui asked.

"You get what you pay for, um..." Tony pondered for a while, "The key is that if we enter the casino again in the future, there will be more. Even if I, Tony, can't get in without a 1.8 million yuan base."

With one hundred and eight hundred million, Bo Rui had no choice. Her little family fortune was enough to have a 8,000-yuan US dollar.
Chapter completed!