The villain who travels through the book, this time the heroine has her own system?

Half an hour later.

At the entrance of the hotel.

Lin Chuan changed into a long gown with a black background and gold patterns, a pair of round-frame sunglasses on his nose, and a folding fan with a Tai Chi diagram in his hand.

If any Dragon countryman saw Lin Chuan dressed like this, he would definitely think of the blind fortune teller under the overpass.

Xia Tian hesitated again and again, and finally couldn't help asking, "Boss, I want to ask, why do you have to dress like this?"

"The secret cannot be revealed~" Lin Chuan pretended to be profound.

Without waiting for Xia Tian to ask, he continued, "Okay, the special car to pick us up is here, let's go."

After saying that, Lin Chuan snapped, put away the folding fan, and walked forward slowly.

Xia Tian hurriedly followed, and soon saw a very stylish, the latest model of Rolls-Royce Phantom.

Before she could react, a black man in a suit and leather shoes with a stern face opened the door and got out of the car.

"Hello, are you Mr. Lin?"

"Yes, what's your name?" Lin Chuan replied with a smile.

The black man said calmly, "My name is Michael Smith, and my boss asked me to pick you up."

"Mr. Lin, hurry up, please get in the car."

After that, he took the initiative to open the door of the back seat, and was very polite.

Lin Chuan nodded slightly, bent down and sat in the back seat, looking at the interior of the car with interest.

Xia Tian sat next to Lin Chuan, feeling a little uneasy.

He asked in a low voice, "Boss, can you tell me where we are going?"

Lin Chuan pretended to be mysterious and replied with a smile: "Again, the secrets of heaven cannot be revealed~"

Xia Tian became more and more curious, and couldn't help but complain softly: "What happened to the boss today? Why are there so many secrets of heaven that cannot be revealed?"

Lin Chuan pretended not to hear, and turned his head to look at the slightly dirty street outside the window.

He couldn't help but complain in his heart: "Although this beacon country is the world's number one power, the environment is too primitive, isn't it?"

"Wait a minute, why are there still people urinating and defecating everywhere? It's really...'open'."

...

More than ten minutes later.

The Rolls-Royce Phantom slowly stopped.

Black Michael looked back at Lin Chuan, his tone unchanged, "Mr. Lin, we're here, please get off with your...assistant."

Lin Chuan nodded slightly, opened the door and got off.

Looking up, a towering commercial building with a magnificent appearance came into view.

Not only that, in the flowerbed in front of the main entrance of the commercial building stood a three-meter-high stone tablet, on which the same line of text was engraved in various languages.

Xia Tian came forward, put his hands on the pergola, and said word by word: "Locke Consortium, a synonym for miracles and wealth."

As soon as he finished speaking, he immediately opened his eyes and turned his head to look at Lin Chuan.

"Boss! So the purpose of our trip is the headquarters of the Locke Consortium!"

"Oh my God! Is this true?!"

Lin Chuan couldn't help laughing, "Of course it's true. Look at that building. Isn't there a sign of the Locke Consortium hanging on it?"

Xia Tian was excited and even a little at a loss. "Boss, the Locke Consortium is a top-ranked super consortium in the Lighthouse Country, a financial giant that can call the shots on Val Street!"

"As far as I know, the funds it holds are enough to rival the GDP of some major countries. It can be said that it is truly rich. Country!"

"The industries under its name are even more diverse and countless, such as finance, real estate, medical care and high-tech. "

"Of course, the most important thing is investment! This is not only their core, but also the foundation of their fortune!"

"Boss, do you want to get investment from the Locke Group?"

Lin Chuan stepped forward and said calmly: "You are totally wrong. I am not here to invest, but to help Ian Locke solve his problems."

"Ian Locke! ? Help him solve his problems?" Xia Tian showed a surprised expression on his face.

"Boss, let alone other things, it's not easy to meet just this face, right?"

"For a big man like Ian Locke, it's probably not much easier to meet him than the Speaker of the Lighthouse National Parliament!"

Lin Chuan didn't care, quickened his pace, and walked into the interior of the Locke Group headquarters building.

Entered the hall.

Walked straight to the front desk and tapped the table.

The front desk lady happened to be an Asian again, and looked up at Lin Chuan in confusion.

Xia Tian immediately thought of the Asian woman who maliciously asked for tips and was fired.

She felt a little uneasy, fearing that what happened last night would happen again.

Fortunately, the receptionist in front of her always maintained excellent professionalism, "Hello, sir, how can I help you?"

Lin Chuan looked calm and said in a calm tone: "My name is Lin Chuan, and I have an appointment with Mr. Ian Locke, the head of your consortium, to meet at this time." "Okay, Mr. Lin, please wait a moment, I have to confirm it first." The receptionist smiled and picked up the phone. Confirmed that Lin Chuan's identity was correct. Raised his hand and pointed to the elevator with a golden door on the right. "Mr. Lin, please take that elevator, you can go directly to our chairman's office." Lin Chuan said thank you and walked towards the golden elevator. Xia Tian followed closely behind. A moment later, with a ding, Lin Chuan and Xia Tian successfully arrived at the floor where Ian Locke's office was located. As soon as the elevator door opened, the magnificent and stylish decoration instantly caught Xia Tian's eyes, not to mention the various exquisite ornaments. Xia Tian was a little nervous, but couldn't help looking around. Soon, his eyes were attracted by a man and a woman in front of him, or more accurately, a middle-aged man standing next to a valuable sofa. He was dressed in a suit and tie, well-mannered, with a pair of gray-blue eyes, enough to show that he was young. A handsome guy.

There is no doubt that the middle-aged man is Ian Locke, the head and founder of the Locke Consortium!

The third richest man in the world!

Just stamp your feet.

A big man who can make the whole Wall Street tremble!

Thinking of this, Xia Tian became more nervous, subconsciously slowed down, and shrank behind Lin Chuan.

In contrast, Lin Chuan seemed very calm, without any nervousness or restraint.

Seeing Lin Chuan calm, Ian secretly improved his evaluation in his heart.

Then he took the initiative to greet him, and seemed quite enthusiastic, "Welcome to my place. Did you have a smooth journey here?"

"The driver you arranged is very competent." Lin Chuan replied with a smile.

Ian understood instantly and laughed heartily: "That's good! I knew that it would be right to leave this matter to Michael."

"Let me introduce you, this is my assistant Helen, she is a smart, capable, and rigorous girl."

"Helen? Don't stand there, go and prepare tea and desserts. "

Helen hesitated again and again, but finally couldn't help showing her displeasure.

"Chairman, although Princess Elizabeth is of noble status, she shouldn't tease you like this!"

"She actually relied on the past friendship to introduce you to such a weird person with strange dress and no sense!"

"What else can you say about a fortune teller who can cure your heart disease? This is simply--"

Ian's face sank and he interrupted sternly, "Enough! Helen, your words are too rude!"

"I just praised you, apologize to Mr. Lin immediately, right now!"

"Otherwise, I need to re-evaluate whether you are qualified for the current job."

Helen trembled, her lips turned pale, and the displeasure on her face was instantly replaced by fear.