Old Taylor was happy with Amy.

Mr. Taylor was not the typical old-school gentleman, and his insistence on seeing every "business partner" was a personal habit. Amy's flamboyant personality certainly causes displeasure among true old-school gentlemen, but Taylor thinks it's good.

Young people, it is appropriate to have a flying personality, is it good to be old and decrepit?

Looking at Amy's youthful and upright back, Mrs. Taylor said with a little concern: "Is it appropriate to sell our most advanced instruments and equipment to the Weixi people? This Miss Amy is said to be the leader of the new generation of biological genetic engineering in the Weixi Empire. ”

Although the Chuck Empire and the Weixi Empire are not hostile, the Chuck Empire has always suppressed other countries in the Southwest Galactic openly and secretly in order to maintain its position as the overlord of the Southwest. One of the most important is to strictly limit the output of high-tech.

Mr. Taylor smiled faintly and said, "It's okay, Julian's old man patted his chest." The old man can afford such a thing. ”

Mrs. Taylor was silent.

Dr. Julian's status in the imperial scientific community and even in the minds of the upper echelons is undoubted, especially the front-line troops have been repeatedly frustrated and lost ground under the attack of the army of monks, which has further highlighted the importance of biogenetic engineering.

I heard that His Majesty the Emperor and the ministers of the cabinet are secretly discussing whether to gradually make the secret research of genetically modified fighters public, and make positive publicity throughout the country, so as to recruit more volunteers and quickly form an army of genetically modified fighters to compete with the army of monks.

If that's the case, Dr. Julian, a biogenetic engineering champion, will only get higher and higher.

In the future, perhaps the Taylor family's business will depend on Dr. Julian's care.

At this time, it is best not to smear the old man's face.

Besides, Miss Amy herself is also a royal family of the Vesy Empire, so maybe she will be able to use it in the future?

Businessmen don't always mind having multiple friends and multiple paths.

As for Zhang Tianjiu, he didn't show up in front of Taylor at all.

Although Dr. Julian said it very vaguely, the meaning of his words was very clear, and Mr. Taylor also had a certain "caste complex" and was not very interested in people of the lower castes.

There is no need for Lieutenant Colonel Zhang to join in the fun.

The conscience of heaven and earth, Lieutenant Colonel Zhang really didn't want to join in the excitement, he was only interested in the wine and food provided at the party.

As we all know, the Taylor family always offers the finest food and drink. Therefore, it always attracts a lot of people, especially young Toshihiko.

Of course, this party was nominally organized by the Governor's Palace of the Creel Star, and had the nature of a donation party.

Not charitable donations, but war donations.

Donate to the "close" war on Crimea.

Such war donations are the most frequent in Creel, and who calls them closer?

As long as the amount requested is not too high, everyone is still willing. After all, now everyone realizes the cruelty of the world war with Xiuzhen, because there is no peace with the army of monks, and it has become the consensus of everyone to do their best to win this war.

Victory or extinction, there is no third way.

During the war, the government's expenditures were so tight that such donation parties had to be hosted by private families, and the Governor's Mansion sent a bunch of officials to eat and drink in a nominee, and by the way, they brought back the donations, and they did not pay a penny.

The Taylor family has a lot of money and doesn't care about that.

People usually have nothing to do and often hold various parties, dinners and cocktail parties, what is it to contribute some money to the Governor's Palace?

It's like an emotional investment to pull the relationship.

You must know that as a manufacturing giant, the Taylor family is one of the few business groups that did not suffer losses in this war but made a windfall. In order to avoid being scolded for "making a fortune", the Taylor family was very enthusiastic about all kinds of war donations - we made money from this war, but we gave back to the front.

But all this has little to do with Zhang Tianjiu.

This guy occupies a table by himself, and the table is full of all kinds of greasy food, such as roast pork, roast chicken, roast goose, fried steak, etc., a table full of them, and at least three kinds of drinks.

Lieutenant Colonel Zhang ate and drank heavily, eager to grow a few more hands and open a few mouths to come out, and he was so excited all the way.

This kind of gluttonous approach is naturally incompatible with the nobility and elegance of the party.

To say that Mr. Lieutenant Colonel could have hid in an inconspicuous corner and munched on his own, no one would have said anything. After all, at the Taylor family's party, there has never been a shortage of such foodies.

Many people come to the Taylor family's gala purely for a big meal.

But those people are very self-conscious and know how to avoid people's eyes.

How can he be like Zhang Tianjiu, who occupies an entire table near the food area and eats and drinks nonsense?

As if I'm afraid that others won't see it.

However, the nobles were personable in the end, and most of the nobles just frowned, trying to stay away from this bald fat man who ate fiercely. Although his clothes were embroidered with a logo with gold silk thread, indicating his noble status, it was still clear from his appearance that he was a member of the Changnan tribe.

What is there to worry about with the inferior?

didn't lower his identity.

But not everyone has this kind of good demeanor, especially the younger generation of aristocrats, most of whom have a high-flying personality.

They do have the qualifications to be high-flying.

"Who is this person?

"Like, who?"

Soon, this kind of discussion filled Lieutenant Colonel Zhang's ears.

A group of young aristocrats with wine glasses in their hands and looking around for a suitable hook-up partner gradually became aware of this sloppy bald fat man, and the eyes they swept over were also unfriendly.

The bald head ignores it, and he takes care of himself and eats and chews - Lao Tzu is also in the way of eating something?

I didn't rob you of women.

You go ahead with the wine and wrap up.

This completely uncooperative attitude finally completely angered some of the grumpy young aristocrats. They hadn't planned to deal with this inferior person, but this guy sat directly near the food area, and everyone who came to get food would inevitably see his greasy mouth, and suddenly lose their appetite.

You're influencing others, right?

"Hey, sir, could you please move somewhere?"

Ignore the bald head and bury your head in eating.

"Hey—"

The man couldn't help but come over, knocked on the table, and screamed again in displeasure.

Only then did the bald head raise his head, with an inexplicable look on his face, he glanced at the young nobleman and said, "Are you talking to me?"

"Of course!"

The young nobleman was a little arrogant, but looking at this guy's dull appearance, it seemed that he was born to be the kind of person who was slow to react, so it was not easy to deal with him.

"I said, sir, could you change places?"

"Why? Can't I sit here?"

Lieutenant Colonel Zhang looked very innocent, and his small eyes were trying to be round.

"It's not that we can't sit here, but ......" The young nobleman didn't know how to express his opinion, and struggled to organize his words, and after a moment continued: "You are here to affect our appetite!"

"How so?"

The bald man's expression became even more innocent, and then he picked up a braised elbow and bit it down, "let's chirp" and eat it with a mouthful of oil.

"Look, don't I have a lot of fun eating?

The bald head had a mouthful of big fat in his mouth, and said vaguely, looking like a matter of course.

The young nobleman swallowed suddenly, not knowing how to continue.

"An inferior person is an inferior person, poor, I've never seen so many good things before, right?"

Another nobleman, a few years older, came over and relieved his companions. If the young nobleman was still a little shy and tried to maintain his demeanor, then this one completely tore his face, with a condescending look, he looked down on Zhang Tianjiu condescendingly, and sneered unceremoniously.

This person was wearing a very decent suit, the fabric and workmanship were very high-end at a glance, and he wore a delicate bow tie, not only with pride on his face, but also with pride all over his body.

This kind of arrogance cultivated since childhood is by no means something that can be pretended.

On the cuffs of his haute couture suit, embroidered with a logo in gold silk thread - Douglas!

The Douglas family is also a well-known manufacturing giant in the Gemini Galaxy, a wealthy business consortium, but it is not a competitor with the Taylor family, but an in-law relationship. The two families have always been intermarrying each other, and the relationship is very close. However, the main base of the Douglas family is in Cremmia, and now that Cremma has fallen into war, and the royal army of the Chuck Empire is retreating, seeing that Crimean will eventually fall completely, the confidence of the Douglas family is somewhat insufficient.

But the family's consistent style is tougher, which is significantly different from the Taylor family's subtle and restrained.

Even at Creel Star, on the home turf of the Taylor family, the young Douglas is still aggressive and arrogant.

Zhang Tianjiu glanced at him a little strangely, then looked at the food in front of him, and said, "I ate your family?"

Nima Lao Tzu didn't eat anything from your house, what do you want you to do?

Immediately someone burst out laughing.

This bald fat man who looks simple is really wilting, and he can put people against the wall with a single word.

However, this kind of small means obviously did not have much effect in front of Douglas, Douglas himself was a master of scoundrels, and the demeanor of the aristocracy was not shown in front of inferior people.

"Where's your invitation, how did you get in?"

Douglas didn't argue with him about your family or mine at all, and went straight to the roots.

Although this inferior person seems to have raised his status and has a noble status, such people are usually rarely invited to the evening party of the Taylor family.

In the minds of the authentic aristocracy, the inferior people who raised their nationality were still the inferior castes, how could they be compared with these real nobles?