As someone who has experienced it personally, no one knows more clearly the rise, fall, honor and disgrace of the Goldman Sachs system in China than Zhao Daxi. South Africa is now like China seven or eight years ago, but the protagonist has changed from the Goldman Sachs system to Beishan Bank, which has landed on the Johannesburg Exchange with huge sums of money. It can be seen that the world is so wonderful that Zhao Daxi is still a little fascinated by the solemn South African Capitol.

When he came to his senses, Yang Su had already stood in front of him with a gray-haired white official.

He also came over and whispered: "Mr. Levante, Deputy Speaker."

Zhao Daxi naturally shook hands with the deputy speaker and almost instantly realized the inside story. This white deputy speaker should be Sister Yang, who is the biggest backstage in South African politics. If a white man can become a deputy speaker in the current South African government, he will definitely be the leader of the white family. Maybe he is still a hereditary colonial aristocrat, and other people with prominent family backgrounds.

At dusk, the Yang family.

In the living room, Zhao Daxi sat on the sofa with his legs raised, and Lei Yongqiang, who was in a suit, sat on the other side.

After a moment of inexplicable silence, Lin Haiyan spoke first: "Su Su, what is that Mr. Levante?"

Yang Su's face was still quiet when she spoke: "He is the leader of the Levante family. South Africa's politics is also very complicated. In a word, to describe the black government and the white world. The economic lifeline of society is still in the hands of the white family, such as the private gold mine owned by the Levante family."

As soon as he finished speaking, everyone suddenly realized that mastering gold mines in South Africa is equivalent to mastering the right to speak. This deputy speaker is definitely a godfather figure in South Africa.

Sister Yang deliberately avoided Lao Lei when she spoke, and smiled quietly again: "He is also a hereditary nobleman named by the Dutch royal family. You should respect him next time you meet, he is the orthodox duke of the Dutch royal family."

After saying that, Ji Lin couldn't help laughing. After chuckling, she found that everyone was not laughing. Secretary Ji's reaction was also very quick. He quickly apologized and covered his little mouth with his slender hands. No one could laugh except her. Of course, he knew what the title of Duke in modern society represents, representing supreme honor and nobleness.

When the atmosphere was a little awkward, Yang Su grinned: "Okay, I'll go to Mr. Levante's mansion to have a banquet later. Who would like to go back to the room to change clothes?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Ji Lin, who liked to join in the fun, raised his hands with a smile. Zhao Daxi and Lin Haiyan and Lei Yongqiang looked at each other, and felt that there was no reason not to go. He could only suppress all his questions and go back to his room to change clothes. Zhao Daxi still had the same set of Zhongshan suits that remained unchanged for thousands of years. Looking around the ancient medieval style buildings around him, he suddenly realized that he should have figured it out long ago. He said, "How could the South African government be so generous and sent such a luxurious medieval castle to a deputy minister of the Ministry of the Interior to live."

Until I figured it out just now that this castle is probably the property of the Levante family, and it is much more reasonable to think about it this way.

When the sun just set, it stepped on the pebbles of another castle, and even Zhao Daxi was speechless. Zhao Daxi asked himself that there were not many places of interest and historical sites in his life. The spectacular Greek library and the magnificent castle villa on the Mediterranean coast were the first time I saw someone who regarded the legendary places of interest as houses to live in. There was a magnificent palace in front of me.

The main building is a four-story fortress-style building. If you don’t see the air conditioning and cooling equipment on the exterior wall, you will only think that you have come to a famous tourist attraction. Except for Zhao Daxi, everyone, including Lin Haiyan, was stunned and opened their eyes. They saw what a real aristocratic family is, and they regarded famous places and historical sites as real wealthy families.

Yang Su was not surprised to everyone's dumbfounded reaction, and she also smiled generously: "Please welcome to Levante Castle."

Everyone looked at her smile and felt an inexplicable feeling in their hearts. They walked side by side into the dreamy castle gate. When they approached the door, two rows of gun-equipped guards stood attentively and saluted, which made everyone feel even more strange and saw unprecedented novelty.

Dinner scene, under the unattainable medieval style dome.

Zhao Daxi took a glass of foreign wine from the tray on the waiter's hand and looked at Lin Haiyan beside him. All his feelings were unspeakable. This banquet hall alone was so spacious that it was outrageous. It took about five minutes to walk from the banquet hall to the other side, and the area was almost as large as that of a large city in China. The long table was filled with fresh fruits, seafood, and meat. It was hard to imagine how much it would cost to decorate such a dinner.

On the other side, Ji Lin also looked around curiously and exclaimed: "My God, I only know why the white regime in South Africa was overthrown. It's so mad."

Zhao Lin and the others looked at each other, and Lin Haiyan said something unhappy to her: "What nonsense is it, it's rude."

Ji Lin was just a joke and pursed her lips cutely: "What are you afraid of? Anyway, no one can understand Chinese here."

Zhao Daxi drank foreign wine and ate fresh oysters, and couldn't help but chuckled: "What's the use of overthrowing? In form, it's overthrowing the bones and not changing yet... Look here. This is the social tradition accumulated over the years, and the private property left by the family for hundreds of years. This is called aristocratic temperament."

Ji Lin was recognized by him, so she naturally smiled sweetly intimately: "That's right, it's just aristocratic temperament."

While the two of them were talking and laughing, Lin Haiyan had no choice but to do anything to them. She couldn't help but grab a string of crystal clear unknown fruits next to her and ate them in her mouth with a reserved attitude. Zhao Daxi thought that there was nothing to surprise him in this life. Only after this came today did she realize that he was wrong and was very wrong. At least this Levante Castle was enough to surprise him for a long time.

While chatting, Lao Lei squeezed over from somewhere and squeezed out hot sweat.

Ji Lin, who was eye-opening, was in a good mood and couldn't help but laugh: "Why did you go to Lao Lei? It's been so long to go to the bathroom. Aren't you lost your way?"

Lei Yongqiang coughed awkwardly, obviously she said: "Be careful when you go to the bathroom later, walk forward for five minutes from here, pass a door and turn left... There is a dedicated person to receive it at the bathroom door."

Everyone couldn't help laughing when he heard what he said was so interesting. After a moment, the surroundings suddenly burst into applause. From the golden second floor corridor, Yang Su, dressed in a medieval lady, took the arm of the castle owner Mr. Levante, and walked down the stairs under the gaze of the crowd. Zhao Daxi was speechless again, saying that he was so sad that the famous flower had a master, Lao Lei could give up. Judging from this posture, Yang Su had become the duchess.

Lei Yongqiang's eyes were obviously dimmed, and he knew that there was no hope.

When Ji Lin saw it, she was stunned for a while, and couldn't help but complain: "Sister Yang is really... I won't tell us about such a big thing."

Lin Haiyan looked up for a while and couldn't help laughing: "What do you ask her to say? This kind of thing has not been done, so how can you ask her to speak as a woman?"

Although Ji Lin was not convinced, she was powerless to refute for a while. It was right to think about it. This kind of thing was really impossible to speak. Zhao Daxi also sighed softly and patted Lao Lei's shoulder twice, then cheered up and greeted him. He stretched out his thick arms under the gaze of countless VIPs, first greeted Mr. Levante, and then gave Yang Su an intimate hug. After Yang Su was hugged by him, she still looked a little relieved. Seeing that the smile on his face was quite sincere, she was obviously relieved.

After a moment, in a small independent circle.

Sister Yang, dressed as a lady, had a little red face when she spoke: "Haiyan, Linlin eat more, oh, and Lao Lei, don't be restrained."

Of course the atmosphere would be very awkward, but fortunately Ji Lin joked at the right time: "Sister Su, you are so calm, hehe, should you call the Duchess now?"

After all, Yang Su is a woman. After being embarrassed, she showed an angry expression: "Eating so much can't block your mouth."

Of course, Ji Lin is a playful and flirting personality. She took the opportunity to hold her arm and make a few more jokes, which dissolved the awkward atmosphere. It is rare to see Yang Su blush so many times in a day. After rubbing her blushing face and turning her eyes over, Zhao Daxi walked away a few steps to talk to her alone.

In the noisy banquet hall, Yang Su had to get closer and whisper: "I didn't mean to hide it from you, I can't say this."

Zhao Daxi saw her look sluggish, and finally couldn't help laughing happily: "I think it's pretty good, ha, you've become a royal family."

Yang Su also knew that he would inevitably make fun of him, and she actually showed a begging for mercy on her face: "Give me aside, alas, I knew I would be laughed at by you, so I won't tell you."

Zhao Daxi saw her so stingy and laughed for a while, and felt soft and let her go.

He raised his chin and pointed to Mr. Levante's direction, and said softly: "What are you interested in him? Hey, how old is he this year?"

Yang Su reluctantly looked up in embarrassment, speaking a little self-deprecating: "I have seen many men. At least he is kind and knows how to coax people's status and respect him. I shouldn't have considered age. Besides, I'm not young anymore... Time flies so fast. I'm also a person who is over 40 and fifty years old. It's time to find a good home for myself."

Halfway through his words, Zhao Daxi felt relieved and really gave him a thumbs up: "I've found this destination so good. You can do it, Su Su."

When Yang Su heard his sincere approval, he didn't know why his expression on his face became much more relaxed. It seemed that Zhao Daxi's recognition was very important to her. Zhao Daxi was really moved at this time. His feelings for Sister Yang were somewhat like a sibling. At this time, he really wanted to laugh three times to express his sighing mood.v
Chapter completed!