Talented Genius

Under the prestigious deterrence of General Hugo, Castilla and the others did not find any more trouble.

Ye Tianlong and Haman also restrained their emotions and entered the clubhouse, and after passing several hurdles, they went to the party garden.

Miranda looked at Ye Tianlong's back, her expression tangled and extremely ugly.

"How is it possible? How is it possible?"

There was a horrible state of blood flowing in the wild beast base camp in her mind, and she couldn't mix Ye Tianlong with the wild beast murder.

In addition to Ye Tianlong's gentleness and not like a murderer, there is also that Miranda can't accept it. An Asian bloodbathed more than a hundred elite beasts.

But Ye Tianlong's simple sentence also showed that he could not get rid of the murder.

Miranda wondered whether to interrogate Ye Tianlong, and then decided to dismiss the thoughts, not wanting to be involved in an accident in the presence of sentient beings, and wait until the reception was over to make plans.

Ye Tianlong didn't know Miranda's thoughts, and he didn't care, he just carefully examined the club environment.

The gathering garden is very large, half a standard football field mask, gathered nearly two hundred men and women in Chinese clothes, with faces from all countries.

Faces of Asia, Europe, America, the Middle East and so on, almost all sway in this garden.

When a party of predators talked very happily, the accompanying female companion was also like a peacock, competing for beauty, making the party full of ambiguous and fragrant flavor.

After arriving in the garden, Haman followed the medical staff to treat the injuries, and agreed with Ye Tianlong to meet again later.

"Where did this guy come from?"

Looking at Haman's back, Ye Tianlong's eyes flashed with light: "Even bullets can be picked up, not a mortal."

Lu Xiaowu responded in a low voice: "It's true that he is not a mortal, but he has very little information, only that he is from the Vatican and is a professor of theology."

"Vatican?"

Ye Tianlong narrowed his eyes: "The site of the Holy See, but that place, and it's China, what aircraft carrier does he buy?"

Lu Xiaowu shook his head lightly: "There is no extra news, and even the specific identity of Haman is not different. He only knows the ambiguous theology professor."

"Would you like me to let someone check it in more depth?"

She suggested: "For example, go to the Vatican to explore the traces of his activities?"

"Forget it, he didn't mean anything to me, so I don't need to investigate further."

Ye Tianlong finally dismissed the idea: "And we are here to buy the Expedition, not to establish enemies and alliance friends."

After speaking, Ye Tianlong took two glasses of juice and handed it to Lu Xiaowu, and drank it by himself.

In his peripheral light, he caught Castilla and the group gathered in a corner, glaring at him, discussing something fiercely.

Their camp is bigger than it was at the door. There are many more European and American teenagers, and there are also a few Asians.

Ye Tianlong didn't pay attention to this kind of character, such as if Haman stopped him, and wanted to bid for the Expedition, he stepped on the opponent to death.

At this time, the Chanel girl came to Ye Tianlong, her pretty face was frosty: "Castile has decided to kill you, and it is within today."

"If you don't want to die, just kowtow to me and admit your mistakes. Maybe Castilla will give me some face and spare your life."

She looked proudly: "Otherwise you will never survive today."

Ye Tianlong glanced at her curiously, then smiled faintly: "This lady, I don't seem to be familiar with you, and I don't want to apologize to you."

The Chanel girl snorted coldly: "Of course I am not familiar with you, but for my compatriots, I hope to find a way out for you."

"Don't treat kindness as donkey liver and lungs."

She looks good for Ye Tianlong.

"Remind me kindly?"

Ye Tianlong sneered when he heard the words, and looked at the girl playfully: "I don't think so. You come to persuade me, it's just two factors."

"First, I've been kneeling for a long time, and I feel that Westerners are sacred and inviolable, so the little prince was beaten by me. You, a slave, feel uncomfortable."

"After all, you kneel lick of people, I was hit, the more humble you appear invisible."

"You want me to kneel down and beg for mercy in the past. The main reason is to redeem the loss in your heart and make me as humble and humble as you."

"Second, the little prince was slapped a dozen times by me. If I am strong to the end, even if I am finally killed, your life will be sad."

He unceremoniously exposed the woman's thoughts: "The little prince will think of me as a Chinese person when he sees you, and will have no time to beat you to vent."

"In this way, all your dreams are lost."

Ye Tianlong looked at the Chanel girl and smiled: "Go back, tell Castilla, don't provoke me, or he won't see tomorrow."

"In addition, as a compatriot, I advise you not to fool around with Castilla, or you will regret it in the future."

After speaking, Ye Tianlong left with the juice.

Looking at Ye Tianlong's back, the Chanel girl clenched her small fist abruptly, with shame in her eyes:

"I, Ma Qingqing, will never regret it for the rest of my life."

She took great pains to squeeze into Western circles. If this path is wrong, doesn't it mean that all her previous efforts were wasted?

At this point, she yearned for Castilla and the others to step on Ye Tianlong, letting Ye Tianlong know that humbleness can never offend the noble.

"Do you know who this woman is?"

After Ye Tianlong left Ma Qingqing, Lu Xiaowu posted and smiled: "I checked. She is the daughter of the Chinese patriotic entrepreneur Ma Shuangdao."

"Patriotic entrepreneur? Horses and swords?"

Ye Tianlong narrowed his eyes slightly: "Although I don't know who Ma Shuangdao is, with Ma Qingqing's performance, he can afford a patriotic entrepreneur?"

"The Ma family is a tycoon of young people in the Northwest."

Lu Xiaowu smiled to Ye Tianlong: "When the nation was founded, the Ma family's father donated the factory of ten cows to the country, so he has certain political capital."

"The state rewarded him with a sum of money, and allowed him to continue to be the factory director, and at the same time injected a lot of money for his development."

"Lao Ma is conscientious and has done his work well. He was once a benchmark in the industry. The milk that the official team drank every day came from Ma's dairy farm."

"Later, Ma's old age was too high and his health was not good, so Ma Shuangdao took over the dairy factory."

"Ten years later, after a series of operations, a state-owned enterprise with nearly a thousand cows was turned into a company controlled by Ma Shuangdao."

Lu Xiaowu whispered to Ye Tianlong: "He reserved ten shares for the Northwest government."

Ye Tianlong smiled when he heard the words: "I still have a little conscience, I thought it was completely a private enterprise."

Lu Xiaowu smiled wryly: "These ten points are not that he is kind, but that he wants to use shells to promote."

"Under the banner of the Northwest government's shareholding, Ma Shuangdao hyped up that the Ma Group is a state-owned enterprise and an enterprise of national conscience."

"He also called out that for every piece of milk sold, he would donate one cent to the country's military development."

"Ma Shuangdao has made a fortune because of this, and the product has also received strong official support, especially for various schools as student milk."

"The Ma Group has been brilliant since then."