The world's richest man: I am a stock god

At this moment, the attendant looked at Li Jin with extremely respectful eyes.

If anyone observes carefully, they will find that the etiquette used by the attendants at this moment is very close to the level of receiving a head of state.

In fact, if you think about it carefully, this is not surprising.

After all, under the operation of the Miao Department, Li Jin already has the status of the embassy blessing, and at this moment he represents China.

This salute is not from him, but from China!

Not long after, Li Jin and Li Songci, led by their attendants, walked to a huge mural.

The content of the mural is about God's creation of the world, which is magnificent. Judging from the mottled marks on the mural, it seems that it is still a cultural relic.

Li Songci looked at this magnificent mural and was shocked, but also felt a little puzzled.

The attendant had just made it clear that Solander had invited him, so he should have brought himself and Li Jin to the conference room, but now he seemed to be bringing himself and Li Jin here to admire the murals.

But she also knew that now was not the time to be curious, so she glanced at Li Jin.

But Li Jin seemed to have completely forgotten the invitation just now, and was concentrating on admiring this beautiful work of art.

"Ajin's magnanimity is completely comparable to that of my father, no, it may even be stronger."

Li Songci secretly compared it in his heart.

At first, she was shocked as to why she had such an idea, but after thinking about all the major things Li Jin had done since he appeared, she felt that this idea was extremely reasonable.

After all, at the same age, the father whom he respected so much in his heart was indeed far inferior to Li Jin.

"You two, please come in..."

The attendant tapped lightly on several corners of the wall and heard the sound of huge gears turning, and then a sizzling sound came from the strokes in front of him.

This magnificent mural actually split into two halves in the middle and slowly moved back.

This mural, a cultural relic that looks like it has aged well, was actually used by the Alves family as a cover for a secret door.

What a trench, it is simply inhumane!

And Alves is just one of the many top wealthy families in Iraq. Although the country is small, its wealth is really staggering.

Even though Li Songci was a noble daughter of the South American Li family, she was still amazed by Alves's generosity.

After all, although the Li family is powerful, regardless of its influence, it may not be able to compare in terms of wealth to the wealthy Yi family who possess this seemingly endless black gold wealth.

However, it is a pity that if you have wealth but no power to protect it, you will eventually become the prey of all countries.

"What are you still doing? Come in quickly."

Li Jin interrupted Li Songci's reverie and greeted with a smile.

There was no trace of surprise on Li Jin's face at this moment, as if everything that had surprised Li Song Ci just now seemed to him to be a matter of course.

Who is the son of a famous family, me or Ah Jin? If I hadn’t known about Ah Jin’s background from the beginning, just looking at his current demeanor, it would have been obvious that he was from an extraordinary family.

On the other hand, he, a real son of an aristocratic family, looked like a country bumpkin in comparison.

Although Li Songci complained secretly in his heart, he still followed Li Jin into the door obediently.

After walking through the stone gate, you will see a magnificent hall about half the size of a football field, which is beautiful and resplendent.

When Li Songci saw clearly the people sitting on the huge round table in front of him, his eyes widened even more.

Especially when she noticed the man sitting at the head of the round table who was as calm as a mountain, her eyes became even more focused.

The important person A Jin mentioned was actually him? !