Codex of the Old Gods: I Have a World

Arriving at the door of the banquet hall, Zhao Chuanxin heard the bustle of people inside. The people coming and going were actually different from what he thought. There were businessmen, labor unions, and white-collar workers on Wall Street. Most of them Zhao Chuanxin did not recognize.

He didn't expect that Abraham Cohen could actually invite so many prominent people.

Entering the banquet hall, Zhao Chuanxin suddenly saw the human-looking Abraham Cohen standing intimately with a woman not far away.

This woman is tall, with a headscarf on her head, delicate facial features, and expressive eyes.

Look at the chest, at least size 36.

Look at the hips, they are wide and big.

The skin is milky white.

Zhao Chuanxin was stunned for a moment, with some guesses in his mind. He turned his head and asked Isaiah: "Who is the woman standing with Abraham?"

Isaiah said, "It's his cousin's aunt."

Zhao Chuanxin: "..."

Sure enough, it was exactly the same as what Abraham Cohen and his cousin described.

Meathead.

It’s just that Abraham Cohen, a scammer, actually brought his cousin over while his cousin was in jail. He had ulterior motives...

Outside the door, an old lady wearing a skirt with gray hair and a stooped back walked in.

She was wearing a somewhat outdated large-brimmed top hat, raised her head slightly, and her eyes behind her glasses were very sinister.

This person turned out to be Grandma Dorrance in disguise.

No one recognized that this old lady was disguised as a man.

Soon, Grandma Dorrance found the location of Zhao Chuanxin.

Zhao Chuanxin, as always, wanted to find a favorable position that could control the entire court.

But at this time, Situ Meitang came here with Xiao Luo.

"Franklin, let me introduce to you, this is...Mr. Chen Yigeng."

Zhen Chen Yigeng, who was standing behind Situ Meitang, rolled his eyes and felt indignant.

"This is my lawyer advisor, the young hero, Franklin Roosevelt."

Zhao Chuanxin looked at this tall and handsome young man, gave Situ Meitang some face, and shook hands with him.

Lehehe said to him: "Your family is a model family, and you are all very talented."

Ronaldinho looked strange.

He knew that Edith Roosevelt had a close relationship with Zhao Chuanxin, and he helped to create the pseudonym Chen Yigeng.

But the real Chen Yigeng was behind Situ Meitang at this time.

Situ Meitang said: "Franklin's future is limitless and he is indeed a talented person."

At this time, Ronaldinho was high-spirited and very handsome.

Benjamin Goldberg, who was standing next to him, looked at Ronaldinho and asked: "Master, when you talk about the sharp eyebrows and starry eyes, the rich god and handsomeness, are you talking about Franklin?"

Ronaldinho smiled reservedly, who can refuse others' compliments on his appearance?

Situ Meitang smiled.

However, Zhao Chuanxin scolded him and said, "Are you blind? What I'm describing as a teacher is myself. Show off your tricks from now on."

Ronaldinho: "..."

Situ Meitang: "..."

Ronaldinho coughed awkwardly: "Mr. Chen, does your Xinghui Catering Company need legal counsel? I can help you introduce an excellent lawyer."

"You don't need it when I'm here. Who is so blind as to dare to file a lawsuit with me? I usually don't stay overnight if I have a grudge."

"..." Xiao Luo felt that speaking was a difficult task for the first time since he started working as a lawyer. He smiled sarcastically and said in Chinese with a weird accent: "Mr. Chen is so funny."

"hehe."

Seeing his perfunctory behavior, Ronaldinho was a little angry. The white man's arrogance came to him, and he asked in weird Chinese: "Has Mr. Chen ever attended university?"

I think he can surpass this person in terms of knowledge.

Zhao Chuanxin said happily: "I haven't gone to college, but I have read "The Doctrine of the Mean"."

Ronaldinho: "..."

Situ Meitang smiled bitterly, pulled Zhao Chuanxin and whispered: "Zhuan Xin, just give me some face."

Zhao Chuanxin still has some respect for this true patriot.

He immediately showed a bright smile, stepped forward and patted Ronaldinho on the shoulder: "Compared with your distant brother in the white house, I think you are much better than him. Come on, read with me - Peter can take his place!"

Ronaldinho's goosebumps stood up when he heard this.

He has thoughts of entering politics.

But his heart wasn't that big yet.

Therefore, talking to Zhao Chuanxin requires a flexible thinking and a good attitude.

"Mr. Chen is joking, I don't have that ability." Ronaldinho resumed speaking in English.

"The Chosen One, don't give up, Ollie!"

"..."

At this time, Zhao Chuanxin suddenly saw an acquaintance.

How come he is here?

Situ Meitang excused himself and left with Xiao Luo.

But Chen Yigeng, who was following him, lingered nearby.

Zhao Chuanxin just wanted to ask the acquaintance who appeared unexpectedly why he was here.

Abraham Cohen came over with his cousin.

"Boss, this is Rebecca Levi, my cousin's wife. She..."

Just as he was about to speak, Big Smith waved to him: "Abraham, come here."

Abraham Cohen had no choice but to say: "Boss, please take care of Rebecca for me first."

He secretly stuffed something into Rebecca Levy's bag behind her back.

Then left in a hurry.

Zhao Chuanxin naturally saw it, but it was none of his business.

In Zhao Chuanxin's original vision, Abraham Cohen's cousin should be a coquettish beauty.

Or a beautiful scheming bitch.

Otherwise, why did she marry Abraham Cohen's cousin when they were childhood friends?

However, upon contact, he knew he was wrong.

This woman is very shy and doesn't know how to speak.

She said shyly and dryly: "Hello, boss."

Zhao Chuanxin lit a cigarette: "Hello Belika, your husband and I are friends. If you have any difficulties, just ask, but I won't necessarily care."

"..." Rebecca Levi was directly fucked out of power.

Seeing her silly look, Zhao Chuanxin laughed: "I'm just joking with you. I really have no sense of humor at all. It's nothing."

Rebecca Levy began to feel at a loss.

She would rather be a quiet wooden pile in a deserted corner.

Seeing her dull look, Zhao Chuanxin was speechless.

How could such a woman marry an old bastard?

He said calmly: "Rebecca, are you mute?"

Rebecca Levy's beauty faded.

She had heard about Zhao Chuanxin's deeds from Abraham Cohen, a man even more difficult to deal with than her husband.

Chen Yigeng, who was wandering not far away, curled his lips in disdain when he saw Zhao Chuanxin bullying a woman like this. His eyes were rolling with pity on her, and he was secretly thinking about how he could teach Zhao Chuanxin a lesson without letting the boss blame him.

Rebecca Levi stammered: "Boss, I didn't mean not to speak, I just, just..."