Duan Xiaotian was lying under the parasol, squinting his eyes and looking at the boundless sea in the distance. The gentle sea breeze blew by, and Duan Xiaotian straightened his somewhat messy hair, with an inexplicable excitement and contentment on his face.
Duan Xiaotian and the owner of this resort are good friends. They come here to stay for a while every year to bask in the sun, blow in the sea breeze, and relax. When Duan Xiaotian came here for vacation for the first time, he lived in this three-story building.
Duan Xiaotian was very satisfied with this small white building. Over time, the owner of the resort gave this small building to Duan Xiaotian.
Duan Xiaotian also understood in his heart that the reason why the resort owner did this was closely related to his father's repeated promotions over the years. But this is the cleverness of Duan Xiaotian. Duan Xiaotian still interacted with the resort owner as they did when they first met.
He behaves like a friend, and does not put on any arrogant airs because of his elevated status.
This is also the biggest difference between Duan Xiaotian and Wang Huairang. Wang Huairang relies on his deep family power to run rampant and look higher than his head. He treats his subordinates as slaves. When he is happy, he smiles and when he is unhappy, he opens his mouth.
He scolded and hit Duan Xiaotian with his hand. But there was an exception for Duan Xiaotian who was following him. Wang Huairang always looked at the deep and steady Duan Xiaotian in a different light and never gave Duan Xiaotian a bad look.
Although Duan Xiaotian also understands that Wang Huairang treats him well, Duan Xiaotian hates Wang Huairang from the bottom of his heart. If it were not for Wang Huairang's family background, Duan Xiaotian would not bother to deal with Wang Huairang at all.
Xiao Wu, a servant dressed in white, came over. Xiao Wu leaned down and whispered softly into the ear of Duan Xiaotian, who was lying on the beach chair. Duan Xiaotian's narrowed eyes flashed with light and he nodded with a smile.
"Xiao Wu, go and inform the young master and ask him to come out quickly."
Duan Xiaotian stood up, stretched out his hand and pulled the corner of his clothes, and looked towards the stone path next to the small building.
Click, click, click, a sound came from the path. A young man with brown hair wearing sunglasses came over, followed by a short, fat Japanese wearing a kimono and wearing clogs.
Duan Xiaotian looked at the young man wearing sunglasses, with a faint smile on his face, stretched out his hand and said, "Alexander, welcome to China."
Alexander expressionlessly stretched out his hand to shake Duan Xiaotian's hand, took off his sunglasses, and sat down on the wicker chair under the umbrella. He feebly said to Duan Xiaotian, "Mr. Duan, this is Mr. Noda Nobuo."
"Mr. Noda, welcome." Duan Xiaotian extended his hand to Noda Nobuo.
Noda Nobuo reluctantly stretched out his hand from his large kimono and shook Duan Xiaotian's hand.
Duan Xiaotian looked at the somewhat cold Alexander and Noda Nobuo, the smile on his face gradually faded, he snorted coldly in his heart, and said lightly, "Mr. Alexander, what's wrong with you, has something happened to you?"
"Mr. Duan, our operation in China failed last night. Mr. Peter was very angry. I was just scolded by Mr. Peter." Alexander sighed and told Duan Xiaotian the matter in detail.
Duan Xiaotian was secretly shocked, but he still said calmly, "Alexander, the cultures of the East and the West are not the same, and religion does not play a large role in the current consciousness field in the East. Therefore, I am very concerned about Mr. Peter's remarks.
The plan is not promising. If it fails now, it will not affect our future actions."
Alexander did not speak, looking at the sea in the distance with a melancholy expression.
Noda Nobuo, who looked arrogant, snorted coldly and said in a disdainful tone, "Mr. Duan, where is the big shot you mentioned? Is he here? Why didn't you invite us to see him?"
Duan Xiaotian was about to speak when a cold voice came from behind.
"Hmph, arrogant Japanese, you have to remember that this is China, don't be too arrogant."
Wang Huairang was wearing shorts and a T-shirt, holding the plump female star Ruru in his arms, and walked over in a swagger.
"Young Master." Duan Xiaotian looked at Wang Huairang and frowned slightly.
Wang Huairang waved his hand towards Duan Xiaotian, pointed at Noda Nobuo and said, "Xiaotian, he is just a Japanese devil. Don't be polite to him, lest he bites your nose and doesn't know whose territory this is."
Ruru, who had just taken a bath, burst into laughter with a radiant face. Her towering breasts pressed tightly against Wang Huairang's chest. Ruru raised her pretty face and looked at the arrogant Wang Huairang, her eyes full of admiration.
Ruru pursed her sexy red lips and kissed Wang Huairang's pale cheek. "Young Master, you are so majestic. You are more heroic than the leading actor in our movie."
Noda Nobuo's face turned pale with anger at Wang Huairang's words, and his cheeks bulged. Noda Nobuo glared at Wang Huairang fiercely, and looked at Alexander beside him. Alexander seemed to have not heard Wang Huairang's words, and still looked at him with a lonely expression.
sea.
"Can those pretty boys in the movie compare with me? They all look at useless silver rods and wax gun heads. I am the real diamond." Wang Huairang looked at Noda Nobuo's angry look and laughed.
He reached out and grabbed a handful of Ruru's pink buttocks, "Xiaotian, I'll leave the matter here to you. You can handle it on my behalf. I don't have a good impression of these Japanese people, and I'm too lazy to say anything to them."
"That's right, what's there to talk about? Young Master, the weather is so nice today, let's go to the sea on the yacht." Ruru clung to Wang Huairang's arms like a piece of sticking plaster.
"Xiaotian, let's talk. I went to the sea with Braised Pork." Wang Huairang looked at the blue sky and then at the endless sea, with a hint of joy on his face. Wang Huairang pulled the braised pork because he was not satisfied with it.
Ruru, who was tired of being coquettish in his arms, wandered away.
Duan Xiaotian did not expect that Wang Huairang would suddenly come up with such a trick, but this time, Duan Xiaotian did not scold Wang Huairang for being an idiot, nor was he angry because Wang Huairang disrupted the situation. Instead, he looked at the angry Nobuo Noda with some gloating in his heart.
Duan Xiaotian knew Noda Nobuo's identity and his power in Japan. But Noda Nobuo's arrogance towards him made Duan Xiaotian feel very uncomfortable. Because Alexander was present, Duan Xiaotian could not refute. This was better, Wang Huairang didn't know how to eat.
Some medicine was wrong, and suddenly Noda Nobuo was given a blow. Such sudden changes made Duan Xiaotian dumbfounded.
Duan Xiaotian looked at Ruru's squirming body on the beach, and thought with some depression, could it be that the braised pork in Wang Huairang's mouth suddenly made Wang Huairang smart? It shouldn't be, Duan Xiaotian immediately denied it.
This idea of mine. How could a person like Wang Huairang let others point fingers in front of him? Wang Huairang must be very dissatisfied with Noda Nobuo's arrogance, which is why he acted like this.
Duan Xiaotian looked at Wang Huairang and Ruru who were playing and playing on the beach, and said disapprovingly, "Mr. Noda, the young master is such an outspoken person, so don't be offended."
"Humph, Mr. Duan, you should give me a reasonable explanation. Otherwise, I think we will not be able to continue our cooperation." Noda Nobuo said dissatisfied.
"Because his surname is Wang, you should be satisfied with this reason." Duan Xiaotian ignored Noda Nobuo's anger and dissatisfaction at all, picked up the Biluochun on the coffee table, took a sip, and said slowly.
Duan Xiaotian is quite dissatisfied with the arrogant Nobuo Noda. If it were not for Alexander's relationship, Duan Xiaotian would not be willing to cooperate with Nobuo Noda. But Duan Xiaotian also knows that his family's influence in China and the influence of the organization behind Nobuo Noda in Japan
In comparison, there is still a gap. This is why Duan Xiaotian and his father Duan Mingyuan decided to move Wang Huairang out after repeated discussions. The father and son, who are deeply involved in the city, hope to suppress the Japanese through Wang Huairang, thereby gaining
greater benefit.
Sure enough, after hearing Duan Xiaotian's words, the anger on Noda Nobuo's face gradually faded away. Noda Nobuo looked at Wang Huairang on the beach in the distance and said word by word, "Wang family."
Duan Xiaotian nodded, took a comfortable sip of tea, and slowly put down the teacup.
…
At the airport in Los Angeles, people were coming and going, some were waving goodbye and others were greeting them with smiles.
Ye Feng sat in Li Ruoyun's car and looked up at the sky. In the blue sky, a silver-white plane gradually disappeared.
Li Ruoyun looked at the plane that had turned into a small black dot in the sky, and sighed in his heart, "Can't you bear to part with it?"
Ye Feng didn't speak, just nodded.
…
The phone rings.
Li Ruoyun answered the call and hung up the phone in a hurry.
Li Ruoyun frowned, stopped the car on the side of the road, and said solemnly, "If there is anything from the ministry, come to me."
Ye Feng looked at Li Ruoyun and shrugged, opened the car door and walked out. Li Ruoyun opened his mouth, but did not say anything. He waved to Ye Feng who was standing on the roadside and drove away in a hurry.
…
Ye Feng was wandering alone in Luo City.
In the taxi returning to the city from the airport, Ye Feng received a call from Liao Xiaoxuan. Liao Xiaoxuan said that his old classmate had also arrived in Los Angeles, and he wanted to take a day off to get together with his old classmates. Ye Feng rarely had any leisure time, so he
Agree to Liao Xiaoxuan’s request for leave.
Just as he put down the phone, Zhou Xiaoman called again. Ye Feng heard Zhou Xiaoman talking about the whistle of the blood drink last night, and secretly sighed that the legendary telepathy was indeed real. When he heard that Ye Feng was safe and sound, Zhou Xiaoman was worried
I felt relieved, and after another warning, I reluctantly hung up the phone.
After receiving Zhou Xiaoman's call, Ye Feng was in a good mood and had a smile on his face.
…
The old town of Los Angeles is full of old-fashioned buildings with blue bricks and red tiles. Some houses are even hundreds of years old, making the whole street look quite ancient.
Ye Feng walked on the path paved with blue bricks, looking at the antique shops on both sides, as if he had returned to ancient times.
Ye Feng looked at the banner hanging in front of a wine shop, and suddenly felt something strange in his heart. From the corner of his eye, he saw a figure disappearing into the shop on the street.
…
In a luxuriously decorated ancient castle in southern Europe.
The phone kept ringing. The white-haired old man was particularly excited today. He had already drank most of the bottle of brandy on his desk.
The white-haired old man hung up the phone, his wrinkled eyes showed a delighted smile. The old man stretched out his skinny palm and crossed himself tremblingly on his chest.
The phone rang again.
The white-haired old man picked up the wine glass, took a refreshing sip, and slowly picked up the phone.
A quick voice came from the phone, the smile on the old man's face disappeared, and his brows were tightly knitted together.
The white-haired old man hung up the phone with an expressionless expression. He stretched out his skinny hand to the wine glass on the desk. The wine glass was slowly lifted up while shaking. The old man drank the wine in one gulp. He shook his hand hard and the wine glass fell.
On the floor.
With a "pop" sound, the wine glass shattered and transparent glass fragments flew everywhere.
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