Seeing that Figo, who had always been at odds with him, was played by Wu Tao like this, and he was also choked, Panis suddenly became extremely happy.

I didn't think this guy really had a set.

Under the joy, Panis's hand-holding action, which originally kept a distance from Wu Tao, immediately turned into negative distance contact.

Although this Hampton Manor of the Morgan family is only one of the unimportant footholds, the design and decoration inside are still extremely luxurious.

Wu Tao walked inside, and there was not much of the gloomy feeling of an ancient castle, but the modern atmosphere that could be seen everywhere, which made people feel relaxed and calm.

It's just that the villa is big enough, needless to say, there are many rooms, and the corridors and passages are even more tortuous and circuitous, so that the internal pattern will not be clear to ordinary people for a while.

Wu Tao simply followed Panis.

Behind him was the hateful and still invincible Figo Morgan.

In the end, in the restaurant, they met Damon Morgan, Panis's father, **** and other actual controllers of financial groups.

It was a long square table large enough for twenty or so people to eat together, but only Dimon sat alone.

Even so, Dimon sat upright, as if he were eating in public, with a napkin around his neck, and took a slow stutter.

Seeing the three of them coming in, Damon kept moving his hands and commanded, "Figo, Panis, come here, and have breakfast together." As for the friend who came from afar, please take a seat. ”

Figo and Panis walked over and sat down at Damon's side.

Wu Tao had no choice, because the waiter next to him had already pulled out a chair for him, the chair opposite Dai Meng.

It's a statement of detachment.

Panis opened his mouth to say something, but was interrupted by Damon, "Eat." ”

Fortunately, this middle-aged uncle in his fifties has not forgotten the way of hospitality: "Pour a glass of wine for the guests." ”

Wu Tao subconsciously straightened his stomach, okay, I didn't have breakfast, I won't talk about it if I don't invite it, and I will just let me drink?

As a result, the waiter quickly came out with a tray with glasses and wine bottles on it.

It turned out to be red wine.

Wu Tao secretly breathed a sigh of relief, since it was red wine, there was no hidden worry about drinking on an empty stomach, at least this stomach could bear it.

However, when Panis looked at the bottle of red wine, his face changed.

Wu Tao didn't know, but she knew it very well. It is a habit of Dimon to serve guests with red wine, but the specific kind of red wine directly determines Damon's attitude towards guests.

For example, the bottle in front of Wu Tao is a new wine that has just been produced in recent years, not to mention the lack of aging charm, and there are a lot of them in the cellar.

Taking this bottle of wine to entertain Wu Tao shows that Dimon does not take his guests seriously.

The astringent aroma of the liquor washes over the walls of the glass, making a crisp flowing sound. The waiter poured a glass of red wine, and Wu Tao drank it all.

After a glass of belly, he realized that this glass of red wine tasted much worse than the one on the plane.

Even if he doesn't open his mind anymore, he understands the other party's intentions at this moment.

Finally waited for Wu Tao to put down the cup, Dimon put down the knife and fork in his hand and said: "According to your way of drinking, no matter how good the red wine is, it is a waste." So, I really didn't misunderstand you, Mr. Wu from Huaxia?"

Sure enough, the old man was waiting for him here, and Figo on the side even showed a gloating smile.

Wu Tao smiled slightly, and he was not afraid of anyone. So he immediately retorted, "Old Mr. Morgan, it is precisely because I know that this red wine is of inferior grade that I drink it like this, so as not to destroy my taste memory of the fine red wine on the bed of my tongue." ”

“…… What's more, if it is really a fine red wine, it does not even have a decanter. Should I say that the Morgan's hospitality is terrible?"

Originally, this kind of bickering was actually not lethal. But in the ears of Damon Morgan, a self-proclaimed nobleman, it was extremely useful.

So the next moment, Damon waved his hand, "Change the wine for the guests." ”

The red wine that has been replaced again is available with a decanter. Although there is no signage, Wu Tao, a layman, can still see that this bottle of red wine is not of low grade.

However, this time, Wu Tao had no intention of drinking.

It's not that I'm worried that Damon will make some pit for himself to jump into, but that he drank the cup of cow just now, so that he can have some stock in his stomach, so as not to watch the other person eat breakfast and lose control of the secretion of saliva.

The next moment, Dimon let the waiter take away the plate in front of him, took off the napkin under his neck, wiped his hands with interest, and said, "Mr. Wu, why don't you drink it again this time?"

"Because I'm not here to drink. Wu Tao replied simply.

"Oh, you reminded me. Dimon looked at his watch as if he had just remembered, and said, "You have five minutes." ”

Wu Tao was stunned. What does this mean, give yourself five minutes to state your claim, or convince him?

In fact, even Panis didn't know what to say at this time.

She is already unpredictable about her father's temperament, let alone in the case of special advice now.

Time passed minute by minute, and seeing that the smile on Figo's face was getting stronger and stronger, Wu Tao finally spoke.

"I'm an engineer better than an investor at heart, but Miss Panis is a pleasure to work with. I am very confident in the projects I am currently working on, and I also feel that Miss Panis should be given more trust and capital. ”

“…… After all, it's a win-win situation. Wu Tao spread his hands, "OK, I'm done." ”

On the premise of not allowing the other party's intentions, if you say too much, you will lose, but you can't help but say it.

So it is enough to express your meaning concisely.

As for the end result......

People like Dimon are not so easy to deal with at first glance, so the final result is not surprising to Wu Tao.

"Thank you for saving me three minutes and twenty seconds, but I don't feel much about your words, and I even have to suspect that some of your recent actions in NASDAQ business are just a kind of luck. ”

“…… So, then good luck. ”

At this point, Figo's face shone with excitement, and if it weren't for his father's presence, he would probably have cheered on the spot. In contrast, Panis's pretty face was so depressed that he lost his appetite for a hearty breakfast full of them.

At this moment, a figure hurriedly walked in. Before the waiter could react, he pulled out a chair and sat on Wu Tao's left hand side: "Bring me a breakfast, thank you." ”

Damon, who was about to get up, suddenly stopped, and Figo and Panis were both stunned.

The most confused is Wu Tao, looking at the guy in front of him who is confused, fifty or sixty years old, but dressed like such a person, even Dimon doesn't dare to speak easily, who is it?

It wasn't until his eyes fell on the other party's gray hair that Wu Tao suddenly realized, pointed at the other party and said, "Impossible, you are the guy who just trimmed the flowers and plants at the door?"

"That's right!" the other party not only generously admitted, but also took the initiative to stretch out his hand and say, "Reacquaint, I'm Jason, Uncle Panis." I was at the door just now, and I haven't had time to thank you. Fortunately, now, it's not too late, right?"