In a luxurious suite at the Dynasty Hotel, Philip changed into a black tuxedo, holding a glass of red wine in his hand, and sat thoughtfully on the soft leather sofa. [26nbsp;]
Davis stood aside with his hands folded. As a country's ambassador to a foreign country, his status is very prominent, but in front of the Duke of Buckingham, who has an extremely distinguished status in England, Davis still maintained a respectful and low-key attitude. Although he had many things to ask.
, but good cultivation and the aristocratic etiquette he learned since childhood allowed Davis to remain calm.
"Davis, are you wondering why I asked you to help Ye Feng?" Phillip put down his wine glass and looked at Davis and said.
"Yes, Your Majesty the Duke." Although Davis was full of curiosity, he still restrained himself and said calmly.
"Do you remember what happened eight years ago?" Philip's thoughts went back to the past. At that time, he was still a student in an aristocratic middle school, busy with studies, living a happy life, and being carefree all day long.
"Your Majesty, are you talking about Duke Albert's visit to South Africa that year?" Davis couldn't help but ask, remembering a major event that shocked both the government and the public.
"Yes." Philip nodded, "My father, when he visited South Africa eight years ago, was kidnapped by a group of mercenaries. They made a very demanding request, either for our Wesford family to change our political stance, or to
I chose to let my father die. The people from MI2 have been busy for more than half a month, but they still haven't found my father."
When it came to MI2, Philip's face showed a hint of disdain and anger, "These bastards from MI2 usually claim to the outside world how powerful they are, but when faced with a mercenary force of dozens of people, they couldn't even
None of the strongholds were found.”
Davis agrees with this point. Today's military intelligence department has been reduced to a bargaining chip for some political forces to compete for power, and it has long lost its former glory. At home, Davis, like Philip and others, advocates reform.
These departments encountered so much resistance and suppression that Davis later had to choose to stay away from England and come to China to become an ambassador abroad.
"Later, a relative of our family in Lisbon, my distant uncle Earl Orwell, recommended Ye Feng to my mother, and my mother asked someone to find Ye Feng. Ye Feng went into Africa alone to look for clues, and spent two days
On the same day, I found the mercenary stronghold in a valley in central Africa, wiped out forty-eight mercenaries, and rescued my father."
Philip slowly recounted the past events of the year, his expression sometimes solemn and sometimes excited. Eight years ago, he accompanied his mother to South Africa to greet his father who was rescued by Ye Feng. When Philip, who was still a middle school student, saw Ye Feng for the first time,
After hearing the old Duke of Buckingham tell how Ye Feng killed forty-eight heavily armed mercenaries by himself, young Philip had a hero-like admiration for Ye Feng.
Hearing that Ye Feng rescued the old Duke of Buckingham from the mercenary stronghold alone, Davis was shocked and couldn't help but ask, "Who is Ye Feng?"
Phillip glanced at Davis, "Davis, I can't tell you Ye Feng's identity. You just need to understand that he saved the honor of our Wesford family and he is our friend."
"Yes, Your Majesty the Duke, I understand." Davis did not care about Philip's dissatisfaction. Sometimes, for a person, it is enough for you to understand whether he is a friend or an enemy, and the rest is not important.
"Dong dong dong" came a knock on the door.
Davis walked over and opened the door, and the young Chinese woman who had just followed Phillip to see Ye Feng walked in.
"Ms. Li, have you caught the murderer?" Davis closed the door and asked eagerly.
Li Ruoyun wrinkled his thin eyebrows, and there was a hint of bitterness at the corner of his mouth. "Your Majesty, Mr. Ambassador, I'm sorry, we caught one, but he smashed his teeth and committed suicide on the spot by taking poison. The other murderer ran away. Our people
Still looking for clues.”
"We have uploaded the physical characteristics of the murderer who committed suicide to the Interpol database. After comparison, we confirmed that the murderer was a Dutch professional killer. As for the rest, we don't know yet." Li Ruoyun looked at it.
Philip, who looked calm, continued.
"I understand." Phillip nodded and said calmly.
"Your Majesty the Duke, we have strengthened the security in the hotel. All the leaders attending the banquet have arrived. I hope Your Majesty the Duke can attend." After such an assassination incident, for Li Ruoyun, who is responsible for security work, in addition to hoping that the banquet can be completed as soon as possible.
to find the murderer and avoid unnecessary diplomatic disputes. We also hope that this signing banquet will not be affected. After all, China has made great efforts to hold this Chinese-English cultural exchange event. If there are twists and turns, safety
The department is also to blame.
"Miss Li, this is an accident. It will not affect the friendship and cooperation between our two countries. I will attend the banquet on time." Philip saw the anxiety in Li Ruoyun's eyes and said very gentlemanly.
"Okay, Your Majesty the Duke, I'll take my leave first." Li Ruoyun secretly let out a sigh of relief, turned around and walked out.
Davis sent Li Ruoyun out, then closed the door and looked at Philip with a calm face. "Your Majesty, what do you think of tonight's events?"
Phillip stood up and straightened his black tie, "Davis, there has been some unrest in the country recently. This atmosphere is similar to the situation eight years ago. I think it should be the same group of people. Eight years ago, although
We have not traced the mastermind behind it, but my family has been investigating this matter, and clues vaguely point to those people, but there is no specific evidence."
As an ally of the Wesford family, Davis understands who those people are. Things like politics are not all fair and aboveboard. Some are on the table, while others are shady. The results are also very serious.
Simply, the party that wins or gains benefits is the winner. No matter what the process is, whether it is bright or dark, the result is the only one, and winning is the result.
"Okay, Davis, let's go to the banquet. This time I come to China, the most important thing is to cooperate with China to hold the Chinese-English Cultural Year. We can't give up because of the destruction of our opponents, otherwise we will lose more.
many."
In a luxuriously decorated room in an ancient European castle, a white-haired old man held a magnifying glass in his hand and carefully admired an oil painting.
The phone rings.
The old man picked up the phone, and an old voice came from inside, "Old friend, something happened. They made a mistake in China."
The old man's wrinkled fingers gently stroked the oil painting, and said with a hoarse voice without expression, "My friend, this is just a small episode and is not part of our plan. Those young people are a little too anxious."
"Well, let's proceed as planned."
"Beautiful woman, please drink less. Do you want to drink tonight without spending any money? Just drink to your death."
"It's just that before getting off work, I kept saying that I wanted to treat myself, but when I got here, I had to ask others to pay for it."
"Chen Xinyi, you know how to bully me with Fairy Zhou." Tiegang's handsome little face turned red, and he drank the wine in the glass in one gulp. "Humph, it's that foreign devil who dares to steal my order, I'll drink to death
he."
Chen Xinyi and Zhou Xiaoman burst into laughter, even the quiet Zhang Jing covered her mouth and snickered, and the lively and cute Liao Xiaoxuan almost cried with laughter.
Just now, a few people had ordered their meals, and when the waiter served the dishes, they brought over two bottles of 1982 Lafite red wine, saying they were from the Duke of Buckingham, and also paid for their meals.
Ye Feng took red wine and poured wine into Tiegang's wine glass. He smiled and said, "Manager Tie, Sister Xiaoman is joking."
Tiegang held the wine glass, winked at Ye Feng, drank it down in one gulp, and said delicately, "Manager Ye is still good at talking. Manager Ye, don't call me Manager Tie, I'm so outspoken. I
I'm two years younger than you, so just call me Tiegang."
"Okay, then I will call you Tiegang from now on."
"Then I will call you Brother Ye from now on. Brother Ye, let me toast you." Tiegang raised his orchid fingers, twisted his slender waist, and walked to Ye Feng's side charmingly.
Seeing Zhou Xiaoman pouting at him, Tiegang rolled his eyes at Zhou Xiaoman. "Brother Ye, don't be like Chen Xinyi and the dead goblin in the future. Don't wear the same pants with them, or they will bully me."
Chen Xinyi held Ye Feng's arm, laughing so hard that her majestic breasts swayed, rubbing Ye Feng's shoulders back and forth. "Of course you will wear a pair of pants with us, do you still want Ye Feng?"
Wear the same pair of pants with you."
Zhou Xiaoman looked charming and winked at Ye Feng, "Brother, do you want to wear a pair of pants with your sister?"
Ye Feng didn't say anything. Facing Zhou Xiaoman's teasing, Ye Feng always felt a little powerless, unlike when he faced other women.
Tiegang's face turned from red to pale, and he looked at Zhou Xiaoman and Chen Xinyi with a pout, "Huh, you two know how to bully me. Don't think about me going shopping with you again."
Hearing Tiegang's angry words, Ye Feng couldn't help but chuckle in his heart. However, facing such a "woman", Ye Feng didn't know how to speak, so he could only watch them bickering with a smile.
When Tiegang saw that Ye Feng was silent, he wiped the corners of his eyes with his small hands, looking pitiful, "Brother Ye, if you don't help me, you only help these two vixens, huh, I will ignore you.
"
Seeing Tiegang going out, Zhang Jing, who was sitting nearby, stood up and asked, "Manager Tie, what do you want to do?"
Tiegang said angrily, "Miss, I will go out and cry for a while."
Just as Ye Feng was about to speak, Chen Xinyi pulled his arm down, "Ye Feng, leave him alone. He won't be angry. We are like this all the time."
Tiegang, who had already opened the door, glared at Chen Xinyi fiercely when he heard Chen Xinyi's words. "Chen Xinyi, don't try to hitchhike with me again in the future. I have to charge for gas."
The door slammed shut, and several people couldn't hold it back anymore and started laughing. It was also the first time for Ye Feng to see a group of beauties bickering like this. He found it interesting and funny, and couldn't help laughing.
Ye Feng had never experienced such a relaxed and happy life before. Ye Feng was secretly proud of his decision. It seemed that ordinary people's lives were pretty good.
The laughter gradually stopped. Ye Feng poured red wine for everyone one by one and said with a smile. "I just returned to China and I have met so many friends. I am very happy today. Come, let's have a drink."
The lively and cute Liao Xiaoxuan stood up, raised his wine glass, and shouted, "cheers."
Everyone drank a drink and just sat down when they heard voices coming from outside the box.
"Hey, isn't this the Iron Man Demon?"
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