"When the time comes, I will help him open the Taekwondo Club throughout the Southern Capital and help him promote Taekwondo culture...... He can't use me as his most important partner?"

Gao Bohang looked very confident.

"Well, you just need to have your own plan!" Father Gao nodded with satisfaction.

While the two were chatting, Golding's plane had already landed.

Golding was depressed.

He has been in contact with the ancient style in Africa, and he also has some understanding of the temper of the ancient style.

He knew that if he found the door himself, he would definitely be humiliated by Gu Feng.

Even, in the end, it is impossible to say whether Gu Feng will help him treat him.

Therefore, he relied on his family relationship to directly find the Maryland official, wanting to put pressure on Gu Feng from the official level.

Because, in his cognition, no matter how bad the temperament of the Xia people is, as long as it involves the "overall situation" and the official, they will generally compromise.

But this surnamed Gu didn't play his cards according to the routine at all! He even refused the request of the Maryland official.

Now although Golding has come to Xia Kingdom, he has no confidence in his heart.

He didn't know what he was about to face.

"Damn, why didn't our family invest in Xia Kingdom?"

He knows a little about family affairs.

There are many Xia people who ask them to cooperate, but some people in the family are not very optimistic about the Xia market, so they all refuse. The family's focus has always been on Europe and the United States.

Golding was annoyed.

If they had business partners in Xia and used their local networks, they would not have been so blind and at a loss.

Now, Golding can't even walk.

Rather than being the torture of the disease, Golding prefers to believe that it was the result of several chemotherapy treatments performed on him by the "best in the world" medical team.

Because every chemotherapy is a critical node. After chemotherapy, he became even weaker.

"Damn, I'm going to get a monkey to heal...... Come to this uncivilized place!"

Every now and then, Golding had the idea that he was really crazy, and he wanted to turn back again and again.

But he can't go back!

Those guys at Hopkins are still waiting for him to donate his body!

At the thought of this, Golding was furious.

He's still alive! Hopkins guys dared to mobilize him to sign an agreement for him to donate his body.

What else to say, the virus on his body is extremely rare and very valuable for research. If he donates his body, he will be a contribution to all of humanity......

Hell all mankind go!

Golding is not a virgin. If he dies, what does all of humanity have to do with him?

If he had a choice, he would rather have all of humanity buried him!

He just wants to live now!

"But what if that barbarian is lying to me? If he can't cure me, am I really going to die?"

Golding couldn't be more annoyed.

At the same time, there is a regret in his heart!

"If I had known this, I shouldn't have gone on that mission! There are so many dangers in the African rainforest!"

Golding shuddered at the thought of the environment in the African rainforest.

It's really hard!

Moreover, dangers lurk everywhere, all in unexpected places.

For example, he was just bitten by a bug and was about to die...... Is this unreasonable?

Golding's mind was in chaos, and he was wondering where to start, how to talk to Gu Feng......

Even, in this city of Xia Kingdom, it may not be so easy for him to find the ancient style.

Just as he was thinking about it, he saw a group of people standing at the pick-up gate.

A group of bodyguards stood in a row, very conspicuous. There were several men and women in formal suits, surrounded by these bodyguards, craned their necks and looked out, as if waiting for someone.

This is the rich man of Xia Kingdom, right?

Golding originally didn't care about the rich people in Xia Kingdom, and didn't care about it at all.

In his opinion, only Europe and the United States have a real aristocracy. A place like Xia Guo...... Even if he has a little money, he is just a nouveau riche, and he can't get rid of the identity of a barbarian.

Usually, he doesn't bother to associate with this kind of person at all.

In his concept, it is very humiliating to make friends with such nouveau riche and barbarians, that is, to lower one's own value.

But now, a thought flashed through his heart...... If these people are his friends, it is really convenient to be able to do things for him.

"Mr. Golding, these people seem to have come to meet us!"

Suddenly, a servant behind Golding said.

Now, Golding himself can't even walk.

Therefore, he came to Xia Country this time and brought servants and bodyguards, which was almost a small team.

"How is that possible? We have no friends in Xia Country!" Golding frowned.

It is not a glorious thing to have friends in such a backward place.

"Really, Mr. Golding, look, they're holding signs with your name on them!" said the servant behind him.

"Oh?"

Golding raised his head, and then noticed that there were indeed people in the group holding signs.

The sign reads: Warmly welcome Mr. Golding, Maryland to summer.

"Mr. Golding, Maryland?"

That's right!

It could not have been such a coincidence that there happened to be a second Mr. Golding who came to Xia on this flight, and he was also from Maryland.

"Mr. Golding!"

Moreover, just when Golding just hesitated, he saw that Xia Guo's rich man and his party had already walked over quickly.

The two men at the head of the group bowed down from a distance, and with respectful and even somewhat flattering smiles on their faces, they stretched out their hands to Golding......

"Mr. Golding, you have worked hard all the way! I am Gao Shixin of the Gao family in Nandu, welcome Mr. Golding to summer!"

Gao Dad...... The smile on Gao Shixin's face is called a bright one, and the expression is called a warm one.

Golding looked at it with some suspicion.

Could it be that he forgot something after he got sick? When did he have such a good friend in Xia Kingdom?

"We ...... Do you know?"

Almost subconsciously, he stretched out his hand and asked tentatively.

Gao Shixin's waist immediately bent deeper, and he tried to keep his head much lower than Golding's.

It wasn't easy, because Golding was in a wheelchair and the position was already low.

Pity Gao Shixin's big belly, and I don't know how to do it.

"Yes, Mr. Golding! No doubt I have known you for a long time, and I have admired you for a long time!