typeface
large
in
Small
Turn off the lights
Previous bookshelf directory Bookmark Next

Chapter 1262 King-level treatment

"Mr. Lin, Mr. Pierre from the organizing committee of the Cannes Film Festival in France called. He hopes that you will definitely participate in this year's film festival? They want to confirm your itinerary so that they can make appropriate arrangements."

"Tell them I'm not free. Give the award to whoever you want!"

"Mr. Lin, a reporter from New York's Time Magazine would like to make an appointment with you for an exclusive interview. They said they have never been able to find a suitable opportunity to use your face on the cover."

"Then let them continue to look for opportunities. I'm not interested anyway."

"Mr. Lin, the British Ambassador to the United Arab Emirates personally called. He, the British Film Institute, invites you to go to the UK at a suitable time, and said that this will help enhance cultural exchanges between China and Britain."

"There are not many good-looking British girls, so I won't go."

Zhou Qingfeng was lying on the bed, rolling around on the pillow with a broken jar. He realized that he was useless if he didn't use force, and he felt suppressed everywhere.

Originally, Zhou Qingfeng wanted to recruit Xiao Jinlang from Guoan to help support the situation. But Xiao Jinlang laughed even louder when he heard the truth about Zhou Qingfeng being bullied, saying that Guoan couldn't help directly. After all, he sent a

There's no point in giving him intelligence officers!

Oh my God!

I've been pretending to be cool for so many years, but today I can't pretend to be that bastard. I'm so angry!

Time passed by, and Zhou Qingfeng couldn't think of any way to overpower his opponent. He was used to being alone, and no matter how rich he was, he seemed weak and weak. He was completely weak in supporting the scene.

"Mr. Lin, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince's dinner is about to start. We must hurry up." The butler came to remind him dutifully.

Zhou Qingfeng was extremely reluctant. He felt that if he went there, he would definitely be regarded as a green leaf to set off the red flowers. After all, his current identity is just a movie star, and no matter how famous he is, he cannot compare to His Royal Highness, the Crown Prince, who holds the real power.

But if you don’t go, you can’t do it... If you don’t go, it will be like weakening your momentum, and you will be a dwarf in the future.

Zhou Qingfeng cursed thousands of words in his heart, but in the end he could only put on a handmade suit made by an old British tailor and walked out of the suite. To say that he has a tall and straight figure and a handsome appearance, and the well-fitting coat makes him even more extraordinary.

The momentum. It's just..., his face is a bit ugly.

They crowded into the elevator all the way to the hotel lobby. Yuan Mei and the three women had already happily led a group of people to rush over to see what the wealthy family looked like. When Zhou Qingfeng arrived at the front porch of the hotel, there were ten luxury cars.

Stand in line and wait for his choice.

The butler still looked proud and introduced in a low voice: "Dear Mr. Lin, these cars are sent by His Royal Highness the Crown Prince to transport you. Only the most distinguished guests have this treatment. And these cars are given to you afterwards.

Gift."

Haha... The local tycoons really don't take money as money. I'm afraid they'll be happy to death if they give so many luxury cars to others. But I can give them to the distinguished commander of the army... Lao Zhou thought to himself: I don't have any cars in the wasteland, so I can just take them.

One of them is better than these rags. What the hell am I missing from your cars?

In front of Zhou Qingfeng was an extremely luxurious Bentley. It was calm, elegant and worth millions of dollars, almost as much as a main battle tank. However, he stood in front of the car with his nose and eyes raised, not wanting to get in for a long time.

The butler was waiting on the side, and many hotel customers around were also watching. A lot of people were looking at it strangely. In the eyes of others, this is such a good thing, so why hesitate? Hurry up and get in the car!

It's not a problem to just stand. Zhou Qingfeng closed his eyes and just thought about it. The most important thing in walking in the world is the word "forbearance". How can you not have troubles in the world? After today's hurdle, you can find your place again in the future.

The doors of the Bentley were opened, and the driver and servants were waiting for the owner. Zhou Qingfeng sighed and stepped forward, and suddenly heard someone shouting: "Mr. Lin, your guards are ready."

What..., someone called me?

Zhou Qingfeng opened his eyes again and saw a man in a military police uniform running over not far away. The bodyguard quickly stepped forward to stop him, and the man quickly repeated what he had just said, "Your guards are ready."

I only have mutant guards in the wasteland. If I bring Marcos here, it will be really majestic and terrifying, and scare the whole world. But what kind of guards do I have in the real world?

Behind the military and police officers came a man with a Chinese face, whose identity he revealed made Zhou Qingfeng more trustworthy. The other person said in a neither arrogant nor humble manner: "I am the military attaché of the Flower Planting Embassy in the United Arab Emirates. I would like to say hello to you on behalf of Director Xiao."

.Director Xiao asked us to find a way to arrange this guard force."

Lao Xiao, you are so timely!

There are not many people who know about the relationship between 'Lin Sen' and Xiao Jinlang. It seems that this so-called 'guard' is a temporary arrangement and they arrived in such a hurry that they didn't even have time to notify them.

Thinking that Xiao Jinlang had called to laugh at Zhou Qingfeng, it turned out that he had already made arrangements. He was immediately overjoyed, walked towards the visitor to shake hands, and asked: "Where did the guards come from?"

The military attaché of the embassy quickly explained in a low voice, "There is no small matter in diplomacy. The country considers that you have a special status and represent the image of the country. We received an urgent notice and roughly understand your current troubles, so we quickly wanted to prepare a sufficiently impressive gift for you.

Entourage.

Originally, our embassy really had no good solution, but the vice president of Norinco, who was discussing business in the Middle East not long ago, took the initiative to contact us and said that he could find a guard that was dignified enough and suitable for your status. This guard was airlifted overnight.

It’s definitely enough to support the show.”

Norinco? I have helped them make a lot of money, so I should help them a little. But Zhou Qingfeng is still a little confused. You must know that he is in Dubai, and the person who is slandering him is the heir of the Dubai Ruler. This is someone else's

Territory, what kind of guard can overshadow the local snakes?

Walking out of the front porch of the hotel, Zhou Qingfeng was immediately shocked by the size of the guard in front of him - more than a hundred vehicles and hundreds of people. There were military and police motorcycles in front to clear the way, and in the middle were a series of bulletproof luxury cars paving the way.

There were a large number of soldiers armed with guns and ammunition, and even driving armored vehicles.

Damn it, what a state guest treatment! This style is much better than ten broken cars!

One word to describe it - trench!

Zhou Qingfeng clicked his tongue as he looked at it, then turned around and asked the military attaché of the embassy, ​​"This guard is unusual. I'm afraid the President of the United Arab Emirates is not that generous. Where did they come from?"

Zhou Qingfeng didn't understand, but the butler and others around him could see the clues. Each of these servants' eyes widened. They originally thought that as an international superstar, Lin Sen would be treated so kindly and leniently by the crown prince that it was already beyond the norm.

, look at this guard now, but it’s super, super, super super!

There is only one such guard in the entire Middle East, and there is no semicolon - this is the personal guard of the old Saudi king, the tycoon among the tycoons, the oil tycoon among the oil tyrants, the big dog among the big dogs, the worst in the world.

money man.

There are only two words for people to do things - rich and willful!

After the embassy's military attache explained a few more words, Zhou Qingfeng knew which guards needed to be transported by air. Such an impressive guard indeed needed to be transported by air.

"How could you get the king's bodyguards here?" Zhou Qingfeng was really happy. It was a great honor to have such a bodyguard to support the show!

The military attaché of the embassy raised his head proudly, "After the tank war in Bab City, Syria, the situation of flower growers in the Middle East was completely opened up. Especially after Iran gave us full cooperation, our right to speak increased significantly.

There are too many evil people in the Middle East. Weak chickens like Saudi Arabia are the fattest sheep among the fat sheep and are the most insecure. Now they are asking us for a lot of things and are desperately paying for protection. They are just a guard, and we are giving them face.

use."

There is a causal connection, and Uncle Zhou earned the respect for his relationship by himself.


This chapter has been completed!
Previous Bookshelf directory Bookmark Next