Walk into the Rothschild master's study.

Wang Fuxing's calm expression showed an extremely vague trace of astonishment.

It is not that there is anything to surprise Wang Fuxing about the appearance of this gentleman who is similar to God in Europe.

Rather, in the extremely deep and majestic study, there was a guest in addition to him, Arashi and the head of the Rothschild household.

What is this?

Wang Fuxing raised his eyebrows slightly, and then quieted down.

Meeting with the head of the house in front of him, this is a question that he has begun to think about in his mind when he was on the ship, he sketched countless pictures, but he never imagined that the first official contact between the two was carried out in such an atmosphere with outsiders present.

What exactly is he trying to say?

Express Rothschild's arrogance, contempt and indifference to the royal family of the Celestial Empire?

If this is really the case, then the head of the family will definitely offend not only Wang Fuxing, but also the guests he is personally accompanying now.

Wang Fuxing didn't think this was what the head of the Rothschild family meant.

This family, which has been in Europe for hundreds of years, has inviolable pride inside, but what can be shown will definitely not be such low-level family wisdom.

Wang Fuxing stood on his feet, entered the study with a calm expression, and stood with Lan, looking at Rothschild's generation of head of the family - Rothschild. Male.

It was not difficult for him to tell who was the main person in his meeting in the study, in addition to him and Lan, there was only one black man and one white man in the room, and Wang Fuxing would not even think that black man was Lan's biological father.

"Father, this is Mr. Wang Fuxing, my good friend, who you have always wanted to see."

Lan gently took Wang Fuxing's arm and said naturally, she looked at the black man sitting next to Xiong, nodded slightly, and smiled: "Uncle Hans, Rothschild welcomes you as a guest." ”

"I've come to celebrate our birthday with the most beautiful pearl in Europe, Miss Lan, and I hope your charm will last forever."

Uncle Hans's middle-aged black man's swarthy face moved slightly, and then laughed.

Arashi smiled and nodded.

Wang Fuxing stepped forward at the right time and rushed to Rothschild, who stood up from the sofa. Xiong stretched out his hand and said with a light smile: "Mr. Family Master, it's an honor to meet you. ”

Xiong was stunned for a moment.

Because Wang Fuxing and Lan came in together, they were far from coming to him, and when Wang Fuxing stretched out his hand, he only took a polite step forward.

In other words, if Xiong wants to shake his hand, he must take a few steps forward.

Pretty boring details?

Not at all, it's an active and passive gesture.

There was a hint of playfulness in Xiong's eyes, Wang Fuxing's gesture, if it was made by Hans next to him, he would not be surprised, but Wang Fuxing made it, but it made him a little uncomfortable.

The age of this young man, many times, can indeed make many people ignore the identity of the head of his family.

Xiong sighed softly, smiled and took a few steps forward, held Wang Fuxing's hand and said with a smile: "Young man, I hope you are telling the truth, I am very interested in you, during this time in Rothschild, I hope you can have a good time, I think we will have a lot of opportunities to talk, right?" ”

"Of course."

Wang Fuxing replied simply with a chuckle, adding a little strength to his hand, shaking it to show his friendliness.

"Ha, come, young man, let me introduce you, this is Mr. Hans, my very good friend. Hans, don't underestimate this young man beside me, he comes from the ancient Celestial Empire, a member of the royal family, the head of the royal family. ”

Xiong affectionately took Wang Fuxing's arm and introduced the black man, he paused in his tone, and continued to smile: "Both of you are honored guests of the Rothschild Empire, I think you can talk about it, maybe in the future, everyone will have areas of mutual cooperation." ”

Wang Fuxing looked at Hans's eyes quietly, stretched out his hand and smiled: "Hello, Mr. Hans, I am Wang Fuxing. ”

It is neither humble nor arrogant, it is a dialogue of equal identity.

The corners of Arashi's mouth rose slightly.

In Europe, especially in France and England, in the absence of a conflict of interest, some other wealthy people would never mind lowering their posture a little, even if they had the status to talk to Hans on an equal footing.

She would have liked to see what Uncle Hans had to say.

Hans belongs to the kind of standard black man, with a strong and strong body, dark skin, but a pair of eyes are extraordinarily flexible, and there is a hint of cunning in his eyes, he sat firmly on the sofa, and did not stretch out his hand, just silently looked at Wang Fuxing, silently.

Wang Fuxing stretched out his hand, motionless, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, without the slightest embarrassment.

His mind had just searched very quickly for information about the major chaebols in Europe, and the person who could make the head of the Rothschild family so polite would definitely not be a passerby.

But it is a pity that Wang Fuxing did not find a black family that could be unscrupulous on the European continent.

A black housekeeper in a large family?

Wang Fuxing shook his head, the housekeeper is already the core figure of a family, but it is definitely not the top core, and the person who can make Lan naturally call his uncle will definitely not be a housekeeper.

And if he is not a person who belongs to a large family, then there is only one thing that can be explained, this Hans is a person with a special identity.

And it is clear that this black man is definitely a master enough to handle most things.

Nearly a minute passed.

Hans took the initiative to break this delicate stalemate, he chuckled, stretched out his hands, shook Wang Fuxing's hand extremely hard, and smiled: "Hello, Mr. Wang, I'm Robert. Hans. It's a pleasure to meet you. ”

It's just that there is an extra surname, and there is still no explanation for his identity.

The pretense here is mysterious, and the almost one-minute stalemate just now is considered a disadvantage?

Wang Fuxing smiled self-deprecatingly in his heart, but there was no displeasure on the surface, and nodded lightly.

Hans let go of his hand, took a step back, took out a business card from his pocket and handed it to Wang Fuxing, and continued to smile: "This is my business card, Mr. Wang, I don't think you would mind exchanging contact information with me, right?" ”

Wang Fuxing quickly lowered his head and glanced at the business card.

The business card is very simple, and it is not luxurious, on paper, without any patterns on it, and Hans is written in English in a decent way. Robert's name, with a string of Arabic numerals underneath, should be the phone number.

Wang Fuxing glanced at Lan.

Lan took a step forward lightly and said with a smile: "Uncle Hans, Mr. Wang has just landed from Liverpool today, and I will use the fastest time to buy some necessary things for him, including a new mobile phone, but I think that at my birthday party tomorrow night, you and Mr. Wang will still have a chance to meet, right?" ”

This implies not only that Hans will be able to get Wang Fuxing's contact information tomorrow night, but also that he can leave now.

Hans shrugged his shoulders in a chic manner, patted Wang Fuxing's shoulder, and chuckled, "See you tomorrow, little one." ”

Wang Fuxing's eyes narrowed slightly, took a step forward, and took the initiative to hug Hans, his tone was slow and casual: "See you tomorrow, my friend." ”

Friend.

The same is an equal identity, not one point higher, not one point lower.

This is what Wang Fuxing has always maintained, and it belongs to the reserved spirit of the Wang family.

"Well, friend, I appreciate your pride."

Hans glanced at Wang Fuxing deeply, with undisguised appreciation in his eyes: "You seem to have been pursuing an identity that talks to us on an equal footing, facing Xiong, facing me, I believe that in the future, you will meet more big people, and you will also speak on an equal footing with them, right?" I don't know if it's a kind of hubris or not, but I'm sure it's a kind of strength and persistence, Mr. Housemaster, I like people like you. ”

Wang Fuxing was slightly moved, he took a deep breath, nodded solemnly with his eyes, and said softly: "Thank you for your love, friend." ”

There are some things that he doesn't understand, but he understands them, but he can't do them.

His waist can bend, his steps can also retreat, but the family behind him does not allow him to do this, he must stand up straight, with an arrogant posture, to face anyone, no matter what he encounters in front of him, he can't retreat!

He's been holding on strong.

This is his responsibility, more important than life.

Hans grinned, revealing a mouthful of white teeth, and he patted Wang Fuxing's shoulder hard, passing by him.

"Oh, I'm sorry, Hans, please wait a minute."

The Rothschild master, who had been silent, spoke suddenly the moment Hans walked out of the study.

Hans paused, turned his head, stretched out his hands to look at Xiong, and said with a smile: "Is there something wrong?" Friend? ”

"That's right, I hope that in your auctions, the East African region can be a little earlier, the sooner the better."

Xiong smiled faintly, talking about business, although his tone was still easy-going, but the easy-going began to reveal a kind of toughness and coldness that could not be questioned and refused.

Hans's eyes were cold, he frowned slightly, and was silent for a while before he said lightly: "Please be more specific, where do you want to bid?" There is not just one country in East Africa. ”

"Far eastern, Somalia."

Xiong smiled faintly: "Hans, we are very good friends, you can definitely help with this matter, right?" I'm willing to pay a higher price. ”

"Somalia..."

Hans frowned, muttered to himself, and shook his head slightly: "That doesn't seem to be where Rothschild should meddle, and it's not good for you to do this." ”

Xiong stretched out his hand and knocked on the table, and said indifferently: "Hans, this doesn't seem to be something you should care about, what you should care about is what kind of price Rothschild is willing to offer, isn't it?" ”

“OK。”

Hans nodded, glanced at Wang Fuxing, and said with a smile: "My friend, I think you should entertain Mr. Wang first, these things, I think we can talk about them later, I still have something to do, go first." ”

He looked at Wang Fuxing and smiled, turned around and left the study, and closed the door casually.

Male and Arashi glanced at each other and exchanged a vague look.

Auctions?

Auction East Africa?

Auction Somalia?

Wang Fuxing's mind instantly became chaotic, and the worldview in his mind seemed to be subverted.

Auction a country?

And listening to the tone of Xiong and Hans, they are not worried about whether they can do this, they are only discussing whether the auction time of this country can be brought forward.

In other words, the auction is certain, sooner or later.

It's definitely not fucking real.

Wang Fuxing subconsciously stretched out his hand and scratched his head.

"Haha, look, scared our friends."

Xiong was silent for a while, laughed, pulled Wang Fuxing to sit on the sofa, and said softly: "I think you misunderstood, Wang, this auction is not an auction of land in the country of Somalia, but if you really want to understand it like this, it is not impossible, you will know about this matter in the future." Rothschild just wanted to play a fun game with the skeletons, games that we play all the time. ”

Wang Fuxing shook his head, and a trace of doubt suddenly flashed in his heart.

Xiong obviously didn't want him to know the inside story of this matter in advance.

But just now he had come to Hans in his own presence.

With Xiong's IQ, he would never make such a low-level mistake.

He looked at Xiong, and then at Arashi.

The father and daughter smiled at him, but there was a hint of hidden weirdness and playfulness in their eyes.

"Okay, I'm a little tired, Lan, you take Mr. Wang to rest and have a good dream, young man."

Xiong suddenly patted Wang Fuxing's shoulder and said with a relaxed smile.

Wang Fuxing took a deep breath and sat on the sofa, motionless, just quietly looking at Xiong.

As soon as he came, Xiong was in a hurry to meet him, but he didn't say anything when he met, and let himself leave?

Playing on yourself?

Or is it just to meet Hans?

Wang Fuxing's heart was inexplicably shocked, waiting for an explanation from the other party.

"Hey, young man, don't think too much, Lan often mentions you to me, my daughter is a very good girl, but in the same way, her vision is also very unique, so I just want to meet you tonight, there is no other meaning, you just came to London, it is not suitable to talk about business, we will have time to talk slowly in the future."

Xiong looked at Wang Fuxing with a smile and explained.

Wang Fuxing scolded a bullshit in his heart, but he didn't say much, the guest was as he pleased, the head of the house had already said that he wanted to rest, and he couldn't hold him back.

He nodded, stood up, shook Xiong's hand again, and let Arashi take his arm and walk out of the study.

Outside the study, a slender figure stood quietly in front of the railing, with a soft and lazy temperament.

Very beautiful woman.

A tall figure, long smooth blond hair, fair skin, and charming eyes.

She was casually wearing a white cotton dress, simple, but standing here, she was like a precious Persian cat, lazy with a sex appeal that no man could refuse.

Wang Fuxing was slightly surprised.

If Lan and Huangfu Lingxi can give a full score in his heart, then this woman, Wang Fuxing will give at least a score of ninety.

Stunner.

This woman, he didn't know, but he knew the clothes on her.

And the back of this woman's 'noble and cold', he looked at it for almost half an hour just now.

Rothschild's fifth-in-line successor, Rothschild. Quiet.

Wang Fuxing held back the desire to hehe, remained silent, and looked at his nose and nose.

Jing took the initiative to speak this time.

The voice is elegant and languid, but it is unusually beautiful.

"Cousin, I admire an oriental man like Mr. Wang very much, so I still want to talk to him, I don't think you mind?"

A smile appeared on the corner of Lan's mouth, holding Wang Fuxing, tilting his head to look at him, and said gently: "Wang Shao is our honored guest, and I respect his wishes." ”

Jing smiled slightly, looked at Wang Fuxing with charming and sexy eyes, took the initiative to stretch out a small white hand, and said softly: "Wang Shao, is it okay?" ”

"No, you can't."

Wang Fuxing shook his head and said lightly unceremoniously.

He took Arashi with him and turned slightly.

Behind her, Jing's face instantly turned cold as frost.

Wang Fuxing didn't look back, and a flat voice came slowly.

"I'm tired and need to rest."