Author: wake up duck

This is an Asian man with a very haggard face. He looks very young, but he is very haggard. The main reason is his eyes, which are staring straight at people. There seems to be a green light in his eyes, like a hungry wolf.

Generally speaking, given his thin body, he looks like a starving ghost.

Arnold felt fuzzy at his look and couldn't figure out why he was looking straight at him.

He looked slightly to both sides, and saw that there were several servants eating with their heads down, and a few servants behind him were talking quietly, as if they were discussing some football game.

Arnold moved his body slightly and looked at the person diagonally opposite without moving.

It didn't seem like he was staring at him. After watching for a long time, the man suddenly took a deep breath, then shook his head with a satisfied look on his face, like a drug addict.

His action scared Arnold so much that his face trembled.

Cameron happened to see the movement on his side. Following Arnold's gaze, he turned around and realized that it was the Earl's classmate, right?

It seems he is still Korean?

"Don't look at him. It is said that he made some mistake and was punished by Your Excellency. He is not allowed to eat anything else. He can only eat pickles and rice every day. He is quite a pitiful person."

"ah?"

Arnold listened to what Cameron said and thought, this is a bit scary.

What mistake did you make to be punished like this?

As for eating only pickles every day?

Look how hungry everyone is?!

Arnold picked up the chicken legs from the dinner plate. They were Orleans-style grilled chicken legs. The roots of the chicken legs were bone-bonded and thoughtfully wrapped in tin foil. It was very convenient to eat with your hands.

Following Arnold's movements, the Asian who was being punished opposite looked at Arnold eating, and his expression began to twist with jealousy.

Li Zairong looked at the big man opposite eating chicken legs, glanced at himself and then continued eating, his heart was almost broken with envy!

He has been eating kimchi for more than two months, and he is like this every time!

He couldn't get anything except kimchi and rice. Someone not far away was always supervising him, even if he wanted to eat something in the trash can!

I can only eat the kimchi specified by Allen.

Think about his identity?

The dignified young master has been eating kimchi every day for more than two months. If Li Zairong's father stood in front of him now, it would be hard to recognize him. He is already so hungry that he has lost his features.

As for when he was going to eat, Allen had long forgotten about him.

Li Zairong now stays in the corner for a while after eating in the restaurant every day to smell the smell. No one is sitting around him. Many people will try to avoid him when they see him, mainly because his look in his eyes affects their appetite too much.

"Director, when will this movie be shot?"

Arnold put down his fork and almost finished the food on the plate. He picked up the wet wipe on the table, unpacked it and wiped his mouth.

"Well, it won't work this year. The shooting problems will be solved in about a month. The main reason is that the post-production special effects are more troublesome."

Cameron whispered to Arnold that this time's post-production of "Terminator 2" has sufficient funds compared to the previous one, and it must be produced in the best direction.

During this period, Cameron looked up and observed the restaurant. Some people in the crew found their seats and sat down to eat. Later, they would go to the first floor of the castle to visit.

This was because Allen was not at home and they were all his own, so Hu Te let them in to open their eyes.

At other times, don't even think about it. This is not a tourist attraction. It's a private estate. If the owner doesn't let you in, no one can get in.

"Hurry up! Hurry up!"

"Hey! Pull, pull back, I can't hold it anymore."

Several shirtless bodyguards were holding a huge special wire net to fish a crocodile that was nearly four meters long from the river.

When this thing is in the water, it is very energetic, rolling, flopping, and struggling fiercely.

Their mission today is to control the crocodile as much as possible, and then let Allen hunt it so that he can experience the thrill of hunting a crocodile for himself.

Allen held the short bow and waited for several bodyguards to fish the crocodile out of the water, then took aim and let go.

The special arrow was inserted deeply into the crocodile's back, but its lethality was really limited. The crocodile was hit by an arrow and twisted even more.

"Bring me my shotgun!"

Allen finally figured it out. This thing was thick-skinned and thick-skinned. If you wanted to shoot it to death with an arrow, you couldn't think of anything other than aiming at it.

But under dynamic conditions, I want to aim an arrow at the crocodile's eyes.

When the Olympic champion comes, he has to scratch his head.

Not to mention the level of an ordinary archery enthusiast like Allen.

At the end of the hunt, the joy of hunting must come from the gun.

As several bodyguards tried again to lift the crocodile out of the water, a gunshot was heard, and the crocodile in the water twitched twice, and this time it was completely motionless.

"The young master is very good at shooting!"

Old Carl grinned and boasted that the shot penetrated under the crocodile's neck and killed it with one shot.

"Hahaha."

Allen smiled and handed the gun to the servant next to him and said, "I'll grill a whole crocodile later. I'll peel off the skin of this crocodile and make it a souvenir."

After all, it was the first crocodile I hunted, so it was quite memorable.

Leaving a few bodyguards to take care of the crocodiles, Allen took Old Carl along the river towards the villa.

"How are the preparations going in Sydney?"

After staying here for a few days, Allen was already a little bored. The conditions here were really bad.

Every place is bad, even the environment is bad.

There is nothing interesting about the factories. They are all newly built factories. Just check the account books to understand the composition of each factory and see if the equipment specifications are consistent.

The rest of the time I hide in the air-conditioned room every day, and can only come out to play for a while in the morning and evening.

To be honest, if he hadn't endured it as much as possible, Allen would have been ready to go to the nearby national park. There are two national parks to the left and right of where he is now, not far away. There are many animals in them, so hunting is interesting.

"Well, the people I left there were not ready to report the situation two days ago. How about we go there in advance?"

There were still a few days before the banquet, and Allen was already tired of waiting, which gave old Carl a headache.

Fortunately, at the critical moment, old guy Patrice appeared!

Patrice, who has been so busy with travels, came back from Xiangjiang so quickly.

Looking at Patrice coming this way, Old Karl pointed and said: "Master, Patrice is back."

"Um?"

Allen turned his head and saw Patrice waving to him.

Hey. Is this old guy so fast?

It’s only been a little over a week, right?

"Why are you back so soon?"

It's good to go and come back quickly, but Alan thought that Patrice would stay there for at least half a month to understand the situation. Who knows if something happened if he came back so soon?

Alright?

"Master! I'm back."

Just one sentence, although Patrice's face was a little haggard, he looked quite happy, and it didn't look like something bad had happened.

"Let's go back and talk to you later."

Allen glanced at the large briefcase that Patrice was carrying in his hand. It was bulging, and he must have brought back a lot of things.

On the terrace in the villa, a small fan was placed in the distance to blow the cool breeze from the indoor air conditioner. Allen changed into short-sleeved shorts, sat at the coffee table, and waited for Nicole to bring tea before looking at it.

To Patrice.

Patrice watched Nicole consciously leave after delivering the tea, and then started to take out things from her bag.

A small box like a gift box was wrapped in newspaper.

What's left is some information rolled up from newspapers, which looks miscellaneous.

After he finished taking out the things, Allen looked at Patrice. The two stared at each other for a long time. After waiting for a long time, Allen raised his eyebrows and said, "Where's the reply? Wei Dewei's letter."

"Ah? He didn't reply, young master. Time is limited and I'm anxious to come back. We have a direct interview."

This was not the first time that Patrice met Wei Dewei. The two parties were old acquaintances. This time he took Allen's letter to Xiangjiang to meet Wei Dewei, and he even shocked Wei Dewei.

Allen himself has the identity of Boss Cha's personal assistant, and since Boss Cha is coming to Xiangjiang now, Wei Dewei thought something was wrong with them.

Everyone was startled. After Patrice explained, Weidewei figured out Allen's purpose.

After taking a sip of tea, Allen frowned and listened to Patrice's retelling.

It turns out that Boss Cha went to Xiangjiang this time, firstly to maintain stability, and secondly to intimidate.

Coupled with what happened some time ago, many big dog owners there are ready to run away.
To be continued...