Riding in this luxurious elongated Lincoln, Zhuang Mingge arrived at the place where he was scheduled to meet Berezovsky.

Russian Air Force Club? Wouldn't it be all active Russian soldiers gathering in this place? How could Berezovsky, a university professor, choose to meet in such a place? (Berezovsky was a well-known professor of applied mathematics before he became a financial tycoon.)

Walking into the door with Chairman Ivanov, Zhuang Mingge was surprised to find that this seemingly inconspicuous club had something else on the inside.

The first thing that catches your eye when you walk through the door is a square reception hall with an area of 3,000 square meters, which, according to President Ivanov, can hold banquets for thousands of people at the same time. In the resplendent hall, Zhuang Mingge had an intuitive feeling, that is, the hall was too bright.

The walls around the hall are decorated with wall lamps, and a huge crystal chandelier hangs on the ceiling that resembles the roof of the MiG-27 fighter overhead, and the light and heat emitted by these light sources illuminate the entire hall in a shining light, so that people standing in every corner can feel the warmth different from the cold outside.

"Chairman Corleone, please wait here for a moment, and I will go and inform Mr. Berezovsky now."

"Haode, no problem." Zhuang Mingge said with a smile, "I might go to the table over there to find something to eat first, standing in the stands for two hours, consuming too many calories for me, you can find me wherever you go in a while." ”

At this time, a grand banquet was being held in the hall, and the food and drinks were carefully arranged on the various tables in the form of a buffet.

"Mr. Corleone!" Ivanov saw that Zhuang Mingge was about to go over to join the banquet over there, and hurriedly stopped him.

"What? Is there anything else that Mr. Ivanov has not said? Zhuang Mingge, who had already taken a step, turned around a little reluctantly and asked.

Ivanov cautiously glanced around, and after making sure that no one was eavesdropping on his side of the conversation, he quickly approached Zhuang Mingge and whispered, "Mr. Corleone, I have a small request, and I ask you to grant it." ”

"Oh?" Hearing Ivanov's words in front of him, Zhuang Mingge felt a little curious, "I don't know what Mr. Ivanov wants to ask me about?" Tell me about it? ”

"That...... If possible, could you please say a few words about our Spartak club in front of Mr. Berezovsky, at least to make him interested in investing in football. Ivanov was also cautiously looking at Zhuang Mingge's face at this time, he didn't know if the club president from Florence had a secret relationship with that gentleman, so he had always been very respectful to Zhuang Mingge, "Of course, if it's really inconvenient, you can't force people to ......."

"Uh, Haode, I'll talk to Mr. Berezovsky about it." Everyone has talked about this, what else can Zhuang Mingge say? can only accept it first, "However, whether it can succeed or not depends on the heavens...... God's thoughts. ”

"Thank you very much." After Ivanov finished speaking, he hurriedly walked in the other direction, and it seemed that he should have gone to meet him and the other party in advance to meet at the "joint location".

"Hehe, Karin, let's go there and see what's delicious here." Zhuang Mingge pulled Karin and walked to the round table with delicious food......

"Karin, you see, there's a lot of delicious food here!" Zhuang Mingge, who had consumed a lot of calories in the cold wind, could no longer suppress his cravings when he saw these authentic Russian meals, and pounced directly on the table.

"Tony, pay attention to your image! Anyway, you're representing Florence too! Karin grabbed Zhuang Mingge, who had become gluttonous, with a black line on her face, and said helplessly.

"Yes, yes...... My good Karin, how about a taste of this can of cow? Zhuang Mingge smiled evilly, picked up a fork and missed a piece of beef, raised it to Karin's mouth, and dragged a long tail note, "Come, open your mouth, ah......"

"Tony, you stupid, you're a shame!" Even Karin, who has always looked like an iceberg in the workplace, because of Zhuang Mingge's intimate actions in public, her fair cheeks were dyed with a thin layer of red, which made Karin look even more cute.

"Ah......" Zhuang Mingge deliberately ignored Karin's words, and perseveringly raised the fork in his hand.

"......" Karin was speechless, why did his man always behave like a child at some point?

"Ah......h

"Alas......" couldn't resist Zhuang Mingge's insistence, Karin had no choice but to sigh, closed her eyes in resignation, and swallowed the beef on the fork in one gulp.

“YES！”

"I said, Tony, didn't we say it before? Don't do this kind of overly intimate thing in public, or the Corleone family will come to you again. Karin, who was a little shy, turned her head to the other side, her voice a little muffled by the beef in her mouth, "And, don't you think, it's a shame to do that?" ”

"Ah, haha, don't worry about those things, Karin." Zhuang Mingge smiled and waved the fork in his hand and said, "At Christmas, my father has already told me that the family agreed to the matter of me being with you...... It hurts! Karin, why are you pinching me? ”

"Tony, why haven't you told me about this all this time?" Karin looked at Zhuang Mingge beside her with a complicated expression, "It's been more than two months since Christmas. ”

As he spoke, he could lightly knock on the round table on the side, and Zhuang Mingge clearly saw that there was a crack in the position where Karin had knocked!

"Ahh......h That, that, Karin, don't be angry ha......" Zhuang Mingge, who accidentally leaked the "Heavenly Machine", reacted at this time, "Originally, I was going to wait for Fiorentina to get a championship trophy at the end of the season before telling you the good news......"

At this time, Zhuang Mingge broke out in a cold sweat behind his back, and while explaining in fear, he calculated the possibility of a successful escape.

No, he is not the opponent of Karin, whose combat strength has broken through the sky, and he will never be able to escape; It seems that she can only use words to appease Karin, if she accidentally says something wrong...... Zhuang Mingge really wanted to go back to ten minutes ago and swallow the words just now back into his stomach.

Seeing Zhuang Mingge's expression, Karin's originally tense face couldn't hold on any longer, and laughed out loud: "Haha...... Tony, don't put on a sad face when this happens, it's really funny. ”

"Hey, I said Karin, could it be that you're ...... Trick me? Zhuang Mingge was helpless, he didn't expect Karin to be in the mood to scare himself at such a time.

"You're stupid,......" Karin could finish her sentence when a voice interrupted her.

"Oh, Chairman Corleone, I've finally found you, so you're here!"

Chairman Ivanov, who had just left for a while, searched through the crowd attending the dinner for a long time before finding Zhuang Mingge with difficulty: "This is Mr. Berezovsky's partner, Mr. Roman Abramovich. ”

"No, it would be more appropriate to say that I am not so much a partner of Mr. Boris [Berezovsky] as his assistant."

What followed Ivanov was a young man who looked quite sunny and cheerful, but Zhuang Mingge always had a feeling that under the appearance of the sun, this man was lurking a ferocious polar bear.

"I'm sorry that Mr. Boris was delayed on the road for a while, so he sent me to apologize to you first."

Apologies or something, Zhuang Mingge doesn't have time to think about these now, he is just surprised that he happened to meet a celebrity again:

"What? You're Roman Abramovich?! ”