At three o'clock in the afternoon local time in the United States, Mr. Wei of New City International Airport walked down the cabin stairs step by step with Shen Rushuang in hand, followed by his accompanying translator Xiaoyu.

Seeing Bruce's long-lost face, Mr. Wei was relieved, and said, "Bruce, my agent, I don't see you for a long time, I think you must be missing me."

Xiaoyu, who didn't know next to her, approached her duties and translated Mr. Wei's original words word for word in fluent English.

But Bruce spoke fluent Chinese at this time, and said, "My dear boss, how could I not want you?" I have prepared dinner in your manor, please follow me in the car" The dozen or so men in black who accompanied him were just bodyguards, and Bruce would not introduce them.

Mr. Wei stepped into the cool-looking elongated Lincoln with him and said, "Do you know why I was so relieved to hand over $70 billion to you?"

This figure made Xiao Yu and Shen Rushuang behind them really completely shocked, 70 billion US dollars converted into Huaxia currency is more than 400 billion in cash, which is enough to ascend to the position of the richest man in Asia What kind of concept is this, is there such a low-key invisible rich man in Huaxia? A series of questions filled their hearts.

Bruce obviously wouldn't answer such a question, and said, "Why?" He would just follow Mr. Wei's wishes, what is love, is it providence? Such sand sculpture questions never appeared in his dictionary.

Mr. Wei deliberately changed into the suit he thought was the most handsome today, and said with some cynicism, "Because you have the spirit of contract, I like this kind of person the most" As for the hairstyle, it is still that inch.

Bruce responded, "President, although I have not completed your mission, I guarantee that it is still in value, and your industry at this time is divided into various industries, such as airlines, cruise lines, real estate, metal mines, royal agents, wine, farms, stocks, funds, and your favorite supercar, etc."

Mr. Wei was satisfied, which showed that he was not wrong, and said: "This is why I like the capitalist market, if a dollar is in the hands of the right person if nothing else, it will only increase in value, but in our country there is almost no such possibility."

Bruce was delighted by his point and said, "Yes."

Although our capital market is in a state of stagnation from the world, it is still the most developed, only need a breakthrough, we will continue to sing forward, although the social market has entered a period of rapid development, but they have not yet reached that critical point."

His country was denied, and Mr. Wei was still a little unhappy, so he changed the topic and said, "I said, you have the spirit of contract, I will also have it, give me some time to stabilize the domestic market, and then we will add fuel to the world economy together."

Mr. Wei was able to keep his promise, and Bruce was naturally happy, turned back to the assistant and said, "Bring me the documents I gave you", since Mr. Wei is here, he will also hand over the account details to show his respect.

Another pile of documents was handed over to Mr. Wei, and he didn't have time to read what Liu Meihui gave him last time, but he still wanted to know how people operate capital, and it didn't hurt to learn it anyway, and said, "I just heard you say that your investment field has aviation, can you help me get a few private jets?"

Bruce had already thought of these requests that his young boss would make, and said, "In fact, I am ready, you have no problem partying on ten sonic airliners, and I have also applied for the landing right in the name of W Group and succeeded, but only in the United States and China."

Mr. Wei really likes himself as an agent more and more, and if he wants to pat him on the shoulder but is afraid of misunderstanding, forget it, and say, "Then you must even have the yacht ready, right?"

Bruce thought to himself, you can guess that this is awesome my boss, and at the same time, he also asked, "I don't understand, if you want to be the president of the first enterprise in China, I can help you achieve it now."

Mr. Wei shook his head and said, "Some things still have to be done by yourself, so that you can be impressive, you and I are the same kind of people, I think you can understand what I mean."

Of course, Bruce understands that he knows the consciousness of the Chinese people, and if it weren't for Mr. Wei himself ascending to the throne step by step, no one would recognize him.

The luxury Lincoln was not driving in the opposite direction of downtown New York City, and it took nearly 40 minutes before stopping.

Mr. Zhuang Huawei didn't show too much expression in front of him, but Shen Rushuang and Xiaoyu were different, and they wrote the word shock on their faces.

"Young Master, I am the chief steward of W Wei Manor

Welcome home, Eloline," said a tall American beauty dressed in a black maid outfit, speaking fluent English respectfully.

Mr. Wei was very upset with Bruce, this housekeeper was almost as tall as him, whether she was wearing high heels or not, he was not happy, but there was no need to care about this, when Xiaoyu was ready to do his duty, he spoke fluent English and said, "Hard work."

When Xiao Yu was stunned, Mr. Wei glanced back at her and said, "It's not because I don't know English that I have to ask for a translator, I'll say it when I use you."

Every step they took and the subordinates in the manor, dressed in black and white maid costumes, would bend down and salute, "Welcome home, young master."

After walking for nearly ten minutes, he finally arrived at the restaurant of Nuoda, and seeing that Mr. Wei was also in a large number of restaurants, Bruce hurriedly explained, "That's the president, all the manor castles under your name are laid out according to the specifications of European royalty, and in Chinese words, it is a panache."

Mr. Wei himself was curious, and asked, "How many properties do I have in my name?" How did he feel that Bruce was a roundworm in his stomach, and everyone in his heart knew it.

Bruce didn't care at all and said, "One hundred and thirty sets, each set will have a hundred such servants to help you manage, which means that you have at least 1,300 servants serving you."

Mr. Wei thought about it and felt that he should not ask questions like this in the future, otherwise he would feel that he was too stupid to deserve to own these properties.

This kind of retro Gothic architecture is indeed very beautiful and dignified and generous, so that he always feels that it is not as good as the ancient Chinese house, and it is extremely beautiful to put such a pot of hundred-year-old pine on any side of the ancient Chinese house, and these Gothic manors are not good.

However, there are four people on the table that can accommodate a hundred people, and there are a bunch of servants next to him, which always makes Mr. Wei feel a little embarrassed, but according to the rules, these servants are not allowed to eat at this table, and neither can the housekeeper.

Halfway through the meal, there was something going on again, and after Aroline walked up to Bruce's ear with the computer and whispered a few words, Bruce looked at Mr. Wei and said, "President, the person in charge of each part wants to meet with you, even if it's a video call, it doesn't matter, do you think it's okay?"

Mr. Wei was finally able to put down the awkward steel fork and said, "Of course, now."