Chapter 260 A big shot is coming
Xiao Peng was still washing up when the phone on the hotel table suddenly rang.
He rinsed his mouth and picked up the phone and said, "Hello, who is it?"
Walter's voice came from the other end of the phone: "Boss, every time I hear you say 'Hello', it takes me a long time to react."
There's no word for "hello" in Western languages, so anyone who says "hello" first when making a phone call is either Chinese or has lived in China. At first, they were all very uncomfortable with this when they called Xiao Peng, but now they're used to saying "hello" when they answer the phone.
Xiao Peng said helplessly, "What's the matter? Your room is right across from mine. Do you need to call me?"
Walter coughed twice and said, "Boss, I'm afraid I'll disturb your good thing. Did that girl leave yesterday?"
"What else? If you have something to say, come and tell me. I'm washing up!" Xiao Peng said.
After a while, Walter came over and Xiao Peng was washing his face. "Walter, you're here just in time. Give me some advice. Should we go to 'Kahesa' or to the 'Little Market' in Catania tonight?"
It is said that Western countries have rich nightlife, but in fact it depends on the place. For example, Palermo basically has no nightlife.
Walking the streets of Palermo, you might sometimes feel like you've arrived in India: The city is home to a large number of Indians and Pakistanis. It feels like at least one-fifth of the city's population is from these two countries. Near Piazza Quattro Canto, there's a commercial street filled with people from these two countries, doing business, working, and living.
Although these two countries are considered "old enemies," since many Indians and Pakistanis speak Urdu, they can communicate smoothly, so people from these two countries have a good relationship with each other. You can often see Indian-owned shops hiring Pakistanis, and vice versa. . . .
Palermo's nightlife is really boring. The best nightlife here is actually 'visiting the market'!
Palermo boasts four historic outdoor markets, each dedicated to a different offering: one sells seafood, another sells meat and vegetables, and two, once popular for Sicilian cuisine, are now hot spots for nightlife. If you're a foodie, Palermo is a worthwhile destination. But if you're a gamer, it can be quite boring.
There are quite a few bars here, but no nightclubs. Although some bars have dance floors, they are used for late-night performances.
As for the nearest nightclub in Sicily? It's in Catania, 200 kilometers away, in what Xiao Peng calls the "small market." Technically, it's a bar, but it's large enough that if the weather is nice, everyone goes to the garden outside. When the music starts, everyone sings and dances in the garden, which is quite lively.
Walter's face darkened after hearing Xiao Peng's words: "Boss, have you forgotten something?"
"What's the matter?" Xiao Peng asked puzzledly.
Walter said: "Today is the day when the Mediterranean Support No. 2 goes to sea. Didn't they call you?"
Xiao Peng blinked. "Um...I forgot to charge my phone! Damn it! Hurry up and tell Moro and Bruch to get ready. Let's hurry to Palermo Port!"
"yes!"
In the car, Moro was obviously still asleep.
Seeing his dejected look, Bruch couldn't help but tease him, "Dude, even though you're divorced and single now, you don't have to work so hard, right? What time did you stay up last night? Don't tell me you came eight times in one night!"
Moreau yawned and shook his head after hearing what Bruch said: "Eight times in one night? That time is too short! I only do it once a night, and it lasts until dawn!"
"Oh..." Xiao Peng and others started to make a noise.
As for men, there is no one who doesn't brag about things between men and women, regardless of nationality!
Xiao Peng said, "Moro, let's be serious. Have you ever thought about finding a stepmother for Cathy?"
Moro shook his head. "Boss, I still remember what you said: 'Marriage is a lack of judgment, divorce is a lack of patience, and remarriage is a lack of memory.' I think the way things are now is pretty good!"
Xiao Peng said disdainfully, "I didn't say that! How could I say such a thing when I'm not married, divorced, or remarried? People do different things and say different things at different stages of their lives. You're saying this and doing this now because you haven't met the right person yet. When you meet that person, you probably won't say that anymore!"
Bruch flattered him: "The boss is very wise!"
Xiao Peng raised his middle finger: "Do you even need to tell me such a truth?"
"Puff!" Everyone in the car burst into laughter.
Bruch asked Morrow with a wicked grin, "Moro, how was your experience last night? I say, why don't you learn from your boss and pick up girls? Why do you have to go after those who clearly mark the price? Is it fun to spend money on happiness like this?"
Moro said, "Boss, picking up girls is also a cost-effective way to spend money! Besides, what does it mean to spend money to buy happiness? You can put it another way!"
"Put it another way?" Walter asked curiously while driving, "Put it another way?"
Moro said with deep affection, "Last night I met a woman I deeply love. We fell in love at first sight, and we spent a passionate night together. But the passion faded, and we both faced reality and realized we were not suitable for each other. So I gave her a breakup fee and we parted ways amicably... How do you think? Doesn't that sound much better?"
Xiao Peng's face was filled with black lines: "Go explain this to the police!"
"Boss, what should I explain to the police?" Moro asked in confusion.
Xiao Peng was stunned for a moment, then came to his senses. Damn, this is Italy, not China. Here, you can just make a phone call to find a woman and a call girl will come to your door for service. Moro is really confident in his pursuit of happiness.
He wanted to tease Morrow a few more times, but suddenly Walter said, "Boss, something is not right."
Walter said as he slowed down the car.
"What's wrong?" Xiao Peng asked.
Walter said: "There are quite a few people in Palermo Port. Those people don't look like private security but professionals from regular departments. It seems that some important people are coming."
Bruch curled his lips and said, "What professionals? They are just rookies with no experience pretending to be professionals."
"What does it have to do with us? The ship is waiting for us impatiently! Hurry back and clear the way! The silver is waiting for us at the bottom of the sea!" Xiao Peng ignored Bruch's words and said, "No matter who the big shot is, we will go our own way."
Walter nodded, increased the speed of the car and drove towards the dock.
However, when they arrived at the port entrance, they were stopped by several men in suits and wearing headsets who insisted on checking their documents.
"Show them your ID!" Xiao Peng frowned and said, "I hope you can check it quickly! Don't waste our time!"
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