"Deddy, you are the best, dog! Dog! Dog!" Harry Potter's daughter shouted loudly from the side.

Harry Potter glanced at his daughter and smiled to himself, his little cotton-padded jacket finally stopped leaking.

Who would have thought that as soon as this thought came into her mind, her daughter would shout loudly to Li Wen: "Kung Fu, Kung Fu, defeat me Daidi."

The warmth that had just risen in Harry Potter's heart immediately shattered to pieces, shouting that he wanted to look good to Li Wen.

Although Li Wen is only 20 years old this year, he has been well-nourished over the years, and has space bonus to make up for his previous shortcomings. He is now 1.85 meters tall, which is considered tall among yellow people.

However, Harry Potter is as long as a bull, two meters tall, with broad shoulders and a strong body. His weight is estimated to be more than three hundred kilograms. ωωw..net

This made Li Wen, who had well-proportioned muscles and weighed only 170 pounds, look very thin in front of him.

Although there is a huge difference in body size, Li Wen is very good at controlling his momentum and does not fall behind in the slightest.

Li Wen narrowed his eyes, stretched out his right hand first, and then connected it with Harry Potter's palm-sized hand.

As the passenger acting as the referee started shouting, the two looked at each other and worked hard together.

Li Wen didn't take Harry Potter seriously at all, and he only used 20% of his strength to get into a stalemate with him.

As time passed, Harry Potter's face turned red, and it was obvious that he had reached his limit.

On the other hand, Li Wen's face remained calm and calm, and his expression remained unchanged. He even yawned from time to time, which was really a bit unsatisfactory.

When Harry Potter's buttocks became unstable and he was gasping for breath, Li Wen also knew that it was time to end, and then he exerted a little strength.

Li Wen's force was like the straw that broke the camel's back, and Harry's fat hand was slapped on the table.

"Wow! Li, you are so awesome."

"Lee, you are really a strong man."

"Uncle Li is so awesome, I want to learn martial arts from him."

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Everyone congratulated Li Wen one after another.

"Haha! Harry, don't be depressed. It's because I have practiced martial arts for many years, my chassis is stable, and I have good skills. It's normal to beat you, a non-professional.

Besides, your performance just now was also great, I feel like your strength can bring down a bull." Li Wen smiled at first, and then praised Harry Potter, who was a little frustrated after losing the game.

The white world has always worshiped the strong. Sure enough, when Harry Potter heard Li Wen's praise, his slightly depressed expression just now recovered.

"Li, thank you for your compliment. It is indeed an ancient Celestial Kung Fu.

Your hands were so strong just now, your fingers were like steel pliers, clamping my hand tightly.

I have never seen such a strong hand, and I won't lose unfairly this time." Harry Potter stood up and praised Li Wen happily.

Next, Li Wen became a star in the first-class cabin, and everyone tried to arm-wrestle with Li Wen. Even the two children did not miss this opportunity.

In the end, the two children even wanted to kowtow to Li Wen and ask him to teach them martial arts in accordance with the etiquette of the Celestial Empire.

However, they were all rejected by Li Wen. He is a tycoon, not a teacher.

Besides, what Li Wen was practicing was the real Chinese martial art, Neijiaquan, and he didn't want to teach it to these foreign brats.

After more than an hour of excitement, Li Wen said goodbye to everyone and returned to his bed. He was a relatively quiet person, and it was okay to be lively once in a while, but he became a little tired if it continued.

Perhaps because of the broad physique of Westerners, the beds on the plane are quite spacious, only a little smaller than a double bed.

Flight attendant Zhenzhen enthusiastically helped Li Wen make the bed. Although he kept hinting, Li Wen decisively closed the curtain on the bed.

"Alas! This woman is really a temptress." Li Wen shook his head, put aside his distracting thoughts, and silently recited the Bing Xin Jue.

During the subsequent flight, Li Wen ate two more in-flight meals, and then slept in the seat or on the bed.

The 13-hour flight was not slow at all, and it was just enough time for a good night's sleep. The plane landed on time at three o'clock in the afternoon, London time.

Li Wen was not the only one who came to London this time. In addition to Standard Chartered's salesmen, there were also three of Li Wen's own bodyguards.

They were not qualified to fly first class, but Li Wen was generous enough to arrange business class for them all.

The first-class cabin got off the plane first. After getting off the plane, Li Wen waited for a few people in the exclusive first-class lounge.

"Mr. Li!

"Boss! Boss! Boss!"

After about five minutes, Standard Chartered's salesperson and several bodyguards hurried over and said hello in unison.

"Let's go!" Li Wen didn't reply to anyone, he got up and walked out of the lounge.

At the airport parking area, Standard Chartered had already prepared a Mercedes Benz and a Rolls-Royce waiting.

"Hello, Mr. Li. You can call me Linda. I am your receptionist when you come to London this time, and I am also responsible for your financial business." Before anyone could reach the car, a white woman greeted them.

Come up.

Li Wen pushed aside the bodyguard blocking the way and carefully looked at the white woman in front of him.

Linda is about thirty years old, with a typical waist and thin hips, blond hair and blue eyes, and good looks. She is wearing a hip-hugging skirt and black stockings, which really looks amazing.

In fact, this time only lasted a few seconds, and Li Wen was not a tadpole-brained fool. He had already developed a strong immunity through various beauty and makeup techniques in his previous life.

Then, Zhou Luo, a salesperson from Xiangdao, directly came forward to introduce her. Li Wen took the lead in reaching out his hand and shaking Linda's hand, which was considered acquaintance.

"Mr. Li, we have arranged a sumptuous dinner for you here to welcome you, why don't you go directly." Linda had obviously done her homework. Although her Chinese language was a little stumbling, her etiquette was in place.

"There's no need to eat. Let's go to your work place first and arrange the next work. Time is very tight this time, so we have to get down to business." Li Wen shook his head and said.

"Okay then! Mr. Li's matter is the most important." Linda also knew that the time Li Wen requested was indeed a bit late, so she nodded to express her understanding.

"Ms. Linda, you need to practice more Chinese dialect in the future, it will be good for you in the future.

Now that I have arrived at your site, I will do as the Romans do, and let's communicate directly in English!" Li Wen first teased Linda in Chinese dialect, and then spoke fluent London English.

In his previous life, Li Wen studied well in primary school. But after entering junior high school, he slowly fell behind. The reason was that he couldn't learn English well.

Every time I took the exam, I scored 90 or 100 points in other subjects, but my English score dropped to 20 or 30 points. It was such a shock that I had no choice but to give up on myself.

In this life, it may be the blessing of space. Li Wen's memory can be described as photographic memory, so he taught himself most of the world's common languages ​​early on.

"Mr. Li, your English is really good. If I hadn't looked at your face, I would have thought that the person sitting in front of me was a Londoner!" Linda lightly patted Li Wen on the butt.
Chapter completed!