Swank Ian.
Today, he finally met with a big client.
Sitting across from him wasn't it none other than the recently high-profile Billson Truger?
Of course, Swank had changed from before, it used to be him doing the selling. But a few neat drug raids around Los Angeles and the surrounding area had made him well-known.
But Swank was no fool, so at this moment he was only puzzled; "Mr. Billson, what you've mentioned... I seem not to have heard of it."
The African-American tycoon took a deep breath: "It's Joel who sent me, do you know him? The one from the State Government."
"Of course I know." Swank smiled and said: "But I'm sorry, Mr. Truger, I really don't know what you're talking about."
Truger opened his mouth, then took another deep breath: "All right, I understand."
Saying that, he left the place, and about five minutes later, Joel walked in and sat down opposite Swank; "You are very cautious, Congressman Swank."
