Next to several old gray buildings, sparse dead woods surround a cemetery. Hundreds of people, including the Likus family and their connections, gathered here to attend the funeral of the family patriarch, Ronald Likus.
The people attending the funeral were solemn and quiet, moving slowly towards the cemetery. Direct members of the Likus family stood beside the grave, each with sad faces. Among the mourning crowd, the most eye-catching one was Likus.
The previous generation patriarch of the family——Old Likus.
Old Likus is a legend in France, with ups and downs, many ups and downs. None of his opponents are unknowns, and every battle is thrilling. The power of the Likus family has greatly increased in his hands, and the French and Dutch conglomerates have also grown.
Under his leadership, it became the top power in Europe.
In France's upper class society, you don't have to be jealous of the president. Anyway, idiots like Sarkozy and Hollande who only know how to run for office have little ability. But you can't ignore the old Likus. He can make you rise to the top, and he can also make you
Fall into hell.
It's just that old Likus was too old. He defeated all his opponents, but could not resist God's call. After his son Ronal came to power, everyone felt that an era had passed.
But now..., Ronald is dead, and old Likus actually stands up again. This dying old man who relies on intubation to maintain his life can actually get rid of the hospital bed and wheelchair, and appear at his son's funeral with a cane
.
Although old Likus's hands were trembling on the crutch, he was not tired after standing for a long time. He spoke hoarsely but calmly, thought clearly and quickly, and was kind and polite to the guests attending the funeral. He did not look like someone who was about to die.
people.
The news spread at the funeral and spread like a trend throughout Europe. All related stocks of the Franco-Dutch Consortium followed the trend that day and soared several points. The market showed great confidence in the old Likus's return.
After the funeral, Old Likus slowly walked into a small church next to the cemetery. Standing in front of the church were a man and a few women. The man was Zhou Qingfeng, was the woman..., except for Old Likus's?
In addition to the youngest daughter Ai Jielin, there are also several young women in the family surrounding her.
Ai Jielin still looks innocent and romantic. She holds a box of biscuits in her hand and leans against Zhou Qingfeng. Zhou Qingfeng must take a bite of each biscuit before she eats it. From time to time, she even kisses Zhou Qingfeng.
, eat the cookie crumbs from his mouth.
The other girls surrounding Zhou Qingfeng were quite embarrassed, but they did not dare to leave. Among them, there was even Ronald's daughter, but now she had to please her father-killing enemy under the orders of her grandfather. Only Sa, as a little slave girl,
Feiya was relatively calm and followed Ai Jielin.
"Young man, I'm so happy to see you. Your medicine is very good. I feel ten years younger. The doctor said it's a miracle. My organs, my bones, my brain, my cardiovascular system, almost everything.
Everything is improving.”
Old Likus seemed very happy, and finally asked in a low voice, "Are you planning to sell this medicine in bulk?"
"We have no such plan. We only provide this drug to our closest friends," Zhou Qingfeng said.
"Very good." Old Likus nodded with satisfaction. Although he was a little controlled by others, he would be a little unhappy if such a magical drug became available on the streets. This is something that can truly represent status.
"I will return to China in two days. I will contact specialized personnel for subsequent cooperation. They will be more suitable to negotiate than me." Zhou Qingfeng actually came to say goodbye today.
This news caught Old Likus a little off guard, but he couldn't save her. He turned to look at Ai Jielin and asked in a low voice: "You can take Ai Jielin away, she needs you."
Alas..., Zhou Qingfeng sighed and turned to look at the French girl with wide eyes, and said in a deep voice: "Ai Jielin has recovered her memory, and she is fully capable of becoming the next generation leader of the Likus family. I don't
Find a way to take her away."
Ai Jielin, who was grabbing the biscuit, was suddenly stunned. Angry, wronged, and sad, all kinds of expressions were changing on her face. She wanted to pretend, but she couldn't hide it in front of Zhou Qingfeng. She could only ask bitterly: "Why are you like this?"
Cruelly expose all this?"
"Everything I carry makes me have to be cruel." Zhou Qingfeng tried to hug the French girl and kiss her forehead. But Ai Jielin pushed him away violently, cursed "I hate you", and left crying.
Cookie crumbs were scattered all over Zhou Qingfeng, and the scene was extremely solemn. He dusted it off and said to Old Likus: "I'm sorry, apologize to Ai Jielin for me. By the way, help me take care of Safiya, she and Ai Jielin are very close."
It’s in perfect harmony, and I can’t take her away.”
"I think you should apologize yourself." Old Likus was also furious and tried hard to suppress his anger. He was very angry that a big shot like him could not retain Zhou Qingfeng even though he had such a low profile.
Zhou Qingfeng could only slightly nod and apologize again, and slowly left the Likus family cemetery. The moment he turned back for the last time, a tearful Ai Jielin stood in the dead woods of the cemetery and stared blankly at him.
There was a Maybach parked outside the cemetery, and four other people from the wasteland were sitting in the large car. After Zhou Qingfeng came back, the car started and left. His face was not good, and he did not even dare to look out of the car.
The butcher was driving, Lina was doing her nails, Katarina was flipping through a magazine, and only Minsk seemed a little restless after seeing Zhou Qingfeng.
"Okay, Minsk, just say it if you have something to say. If you hold it back like this, I'm worried for you." It was when Zhou Qingfeng was unhappy, and he especially didn't like to see Minsk hesitate to speak.
But Minsk opened his mouth several times but still didn't know what to say, until the butcher driving the car looked in the rearview mirror and said for him: "Minsk wants to stay, he wants to go back to Ukraine with Elisa. Elisa is
His wife, he said he doesn't want to go back to the wasteland to fight."
Minsk looked embarrassed and looked at Zhou Qingfeng pleadingly, "I'm sorry, Victor. I'm really sorry, I can't lose Eliza. I don't want to take her to fight in the wasteland. I beg you...
.”
Zhou Qingfeng scratched his head and interrupted Minsk, "Brother, I understand what you mean, I understand all of this. I won't force you, I can give you a sum of money so that you can be comfortable with Eliza
I will serve you for a lifetime. But I also have a request, you must settle in China."
Wenwen Township is the Tomb of Heroes. Ever since he saw the wooden-looking Minsk with Eliza, Zhou Qingfeng felt that his brother just didn't want to fight anymore.
Some people value money, some value power, and some value family. Minsk has already experienced a life of wealth and power. Now he no longer wants to risk a hail of bullets to fight for his life. He just wants to live with his lover.
Minsk suddenly beamed when he heard that Zhou Qingfeng agreed to leave. He had no idea where to settle, and it was even safer to live in China. Although it was inevitable that he would be monitored, it was at least better than war-torn and impoverished Ukraine.
After confirming that Minsk was leaving, Zhou Qingfeng looked at Catalina again. To be honest, he could accept Minsk leaving. But if Catalina also left, he would probably go crazy.
Han Niu was reading a magazine. After sensing Zhou Qingfeng's gaze, she said lightly: "I want to take my parents back to the wasteland. I have already made it clear to my father.
He felt that this was a legend of the century, a new journey after the Age of Discovery, and an adventure that must not be missed. He was as excited as a child and stayed up all night. He couldn't wait to marry me.
You, you can't get rid of me even if you want to."
Zhou Qingfeng rolled his eyes and suddenly felt that his father-in-law was actually quite reasonable.