There are many remote dirt roads along the Sino-Vietnamese border, and smuggling vehicles between the two countries often drive through these roads. When Zhou Qingfeng arrived in Liangshan, Vietnam, he could see many Vietnamese trucks transporting live pigs to Guangxi.

It is said that Vietnamese businessmen smuggle more than 5 million pigs into Guangxi every year, accounting for one-third of Guangxi's pig production. In the past two years, it has been cracked down by the customs for planting flowers, but this kind of smuggling still cannot be completely banned.

Zhou Qingfeng was riding a smuggling truck on the return trip, which was very dilapidated inside and out, and it also smelled.

When the pig cart arrived in Liangshan, Bacchus led the team to stay in the hotel to rest, and finally changed out of the dirty clothes on his body. He and Erica were relieved after passing through the border of planting flowers, and Zhou Qingfeng felt that the two of them were obviously much more relaxed.

"We're going to rest here for three hours." Bacchus arrived at Liangshan as easily as if he had arrived at his own home.

He saw Zhou Qingfeng in a daze in front of the window of the guest room, so he shouted in a low voice: "Don't be stupid, you can't go back." Howard couldn't catch up with us, and the Vietnamese Jingcha was also friendly. I'm here to settle everything. ”

Vietnam was once a Gallic colony, and even now the Vietnamese language is adapted by the Gauls according to Latin. As a Gaul, Bacchus felt very close to this place, and the Vietnamese on the street also looked very kind and even flattering when they saw his appearance.

Liangshan is a big city in northern Vietnam, but in Zhou Qingfeng's view, it is like a small county town 20 years ago. Erica bought a change of clothes from the street vendors, and she went out again after showering and changing.

"What did Erica do?" Zhou Qingfeng has mixed feelings about grumpy foreign girls, and he doesn't know whether to like or hate.

"She went to some friends to clear up the relationship and at the same time contacted the vehicle to Hanoi." Bacchus threw Zhou Qingfeng a change of clothes and said, "Give you ten minutes to take a bath, and then I'll take you to dinner." I hope to be able to get to Hanoi before dark, take an overnight flight to Gaul, and arrive in Prangi tomorrow morning. ”

"But I don't have a passport, let alone a visa." Zhou Qingfeng once knew a gangster who caused a big incident and had to run abroad. He also knows what it takes to go abroad. As a teenager less than eighteen years old, his knowledge was too mixed.

Bacchus smiled and pulled out a passport and a Gallic green card from his pocket. Zhou Qingfeng saw his portrait on the certificate, but he couldn't read the words on it.

"Praise me, boy. You're so lucky. Bacchus explained, "I spent a lot of money to get you out. Your parents are naturalized Gallic citizens, you were born in Gaul, and your DNA verification has been successful.

The most important thing is that my family has exerted influence on USCIS. This is your long-term residence permit in Gaul, which many Asians dream of. ”

As if he were giving a gift, Bacchus pointed out the preciousness of the long-term residence permit. But when Zhou Qingfeng saw the little card, he only said 'oh' and didn't care.

"I used some special channels to get you a forged flower planting passport, and even helped you stamp your visa to enter Vietnam. When you get to Gaul, you can throw that passport away and you can apply for Gallic citizenship.

By the way, Erica didn't break your leg and deliberately gave you the Gallic name 'Victor. Hugo', I hope you like it. Hahaha......"

"But I don't want to be a Gaul." Although Zhou Qingfeng's mind was full of confusion, he was still very sober, "It is enough to have a residence permit that is convenient for entry and exit, and I don't want to change my nationality." I'll be back when I'm done dealing with Pear. ”

"Come back? No, I said you wouldn't come back. ”

When he found that his efforts were not recognized by Zhou Qingfeng, Bacchus's vain smile disappeared. He shook his head and changed his indifferent face, and said, "Boy, I have always wanted to be friendly with you. But in fact, you are one of the goods I transport.

I don't need to ask for any opinion on the goods, and I don't need to give any explanation to the goods. Howard and I are actually walking together. It's just that he wants you to die, and I want you to live.

Just because I'm smiling at you doesn't mean I like you. On the contrary, I hate you Asian yellow-skinned monkeys. When you get to Gaul, your life and death have nothing to do with me, and I even think it's better for you to die.

Remember, I am a Gaul, a proud Gaul. I have been tired and tired of running around for you, so I hope to see how much you desire Gallic nationality, and it will make me happy. Otherwise, I'll knock you out and throw you on the plane, which can also send you to Pear. Now give me a smile and get out to the shower. ”

Bacchus's words tore through the only warmth and concealment on both sides, and his white elite disguise was completely faded, leaving only the arrogance of extreme self-interest.

Zhou Qingfeng originally felt that he should be grateful to this Gallic who was running back and forth for himself, but now he could only swallow all his doubts and anger back into his stomach, and silently took his documents and changed his clothes and walked into the bathroom.

Ten minutes to take a shower, ten minutes to eat, and then it is time to rest and regain strength in the bed in the hotel room. Zhou Qingfeng stopped talking, but was a little dumbfounded.

A few hours later, Erica returned in a sedan and pulled Zhou Qingfeng and Bacchus to Hanoi. She didn't feel anything about Zhou Qingfeng's changes, or she didn't care about it, and even felt pure. At most, she glanced at Zhou Qingfeng with a straight face in the rearview mirror and did not comment.

The straight-line distance from Liangshan to Hanoi is less than 150 kilometers, and although the road conditions are not very good, it can be reached in a few hours' drive.

After dark, Zhou Qingfeng used the flower passport given by Bacchus to buy a ticket to board the plane and set off for Gaul. A dozen hours later, he landed at Charles de Gaulle Airport in Palle the next morning, took out the long-term residence permit and walked to the airport customs.

In a trance, he came to a foreign country.

See the residence permit on 'Victor. Hugo's name, the Gallic customs officers at the airport couldn't help but be stunned, and then looked at Zhou Qingfeng's Asian face with a strange expression.

But the computer showed that this was indeed a Chinese with legal documents. He could only stamp Zhou Qingfeng's passport and allow him to come to the country of Europa.

At the Flower Planter, Bacchus and Erica are foreigners. When he arrived in Bali, Zhou Qingfeng was a foreigner. He walked down the VIP aisle to the parking lot outside the airport, and along the way he saw Westerners with high noses and deep eyes.

He had never seen so many foreigners in his memory, and he had no impression of Gaul. Bacchus was very unhappy with his calm appearance, and kept scolding him.

When they got off the plane, Bacchus and Erica walked with Zhou Qingfeng in front of each other. But when he arrived at the parking lot, Bacchus, who was in front, subconsciously retreated and followed behind like an entourage.

In front of Zhou Qingfeng was a convoy of several luxury cars, and a group of security personnel in black suits scattered out, not only monitoring the movement around him, but also preventing unrelated people from approaching.

Zhou Qingfeng came out of the passage and was facing the convoy, he watched Bacchus retreat from front to back, and also saw a tall and thin old man in the convoy stepping forward. The old man was wearing a tuxedo with a short front and a long back, standing beside Zhou Qingfeng with an old-fashioned face, looking at him with a very serious attitude, and greeting him in French, which was quite ritualistic.

Looking at this greeting posture, Zhou Qingfeng also knew that he was really worth an extraordinary value, far beyond imagination.

Zhou Qingfeng couldn't understand French, and Bacchus behind him could only translate on his behalf: "This is Mr. Max, he is my uncle Mr. Caroling's butler, and he specially came to pick up the plane." Just get in the car with him.

Boy, you're in luck. I didn't expect the old butler to come and pick you up in person, my uncle really values you. So I want you to forget about the unhappiness of the journey. ”

Behind Zhou Qingfeng, the grumpy Erica held her breath and retreated three steps away, not daring to make a mistake. Bacchus, who said to his face that he 'hates yellow-skinned monkeys', also appears very deferential.

For this surprise, Zhou Qingfeng whispered to Bacchus: "Is it that the importance of my cargo is also more important than you expected, which makes you very surprised and caught off guard?" I need you to get back on good terms with me. ”

Bacchus grimaced, he was told that his goal was very important when he accepted the mission, which is why he has always been patient with Zhou Qingfeng.

But he really didn't expect that Lao Max, who was the housekeeper of the family, would come to the airport to pick him up in person. He secretly regretted in his heart that his patience was still not enough, and he actually burned it out when he was in Liangshan, revealing his true thoughts in his heart.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Zhou. Please forgive me for being ignorant and rude, and please understand the tremendous pressure I was under before......" Bacchus tried to make some excuses for himself.

Zhou Qingfeng interrupted in a calm tone: "You don't need to apologize, in fact, I understand your thoughts very well." You gave me a wake-up call, reminding me not to get carried away and to be clear-headed, no matter what time I am. ”

If it comes, it will be safe.

After taking a deep breath, Zhou Qingfeng turned his head to look at the old butler who came to greet him and smiled. The tall and thin old man reached out sideways, led Zhou Qingfeng to the back seat of a Bentley in the convoy, and closed the door for him.

The moment the door was closed, Zhou Qingfeng found that the back seat was exclusive to him. The interior of the car has been modified, the front and rear are separated, the space is huge, and the decoration is extremely luxurious.

"Damn, what kind of treatment is this?" Zhou Qingfeng looked left and right, many things in front of him were unheard of, and he didn't know what to do with the row of buttons at hand.

He was stuck in the soft leather seat and didn't dare to lean back, and he was at a loss, and he didn't know what to do. "If you are really rich, you won't enjoy it, Lao Tzu is a native bun in the countryside."

Through the one-way transparent partition, the old butler Max sat in the co-pilot's seat, and the whole convoy started and left the airport smoothly. Bacchus and Erica, who got Zhou Qingfeng to Gaul, could only ride at the back of the convoy, and they were obviously not as valued as him.

Zhou Qingfeng sat in Bentley, but he didn't know where he was going? However, the convoy that greeted him did not drive into Palli at all, but turned away from it, and half an hour later drove into a manor in the ninety-two provinces on the outskirts of Palli.

The convoy spared the front yard of the manor and stopped in front of the fountain garden. A manservant stepped forward to open the car door for Zhou Qingfeng, and when he got out of the car, he looked up, and in front of him was a house with a simple appearance and a few years old.

"What an aristocratic fan!" Zhou Qingfeng looked around and sighed in his heart. He was originally a calm temperament, and the current scene made him forcibly control himself, not to be happy, not to show his cowardice in public.

The main house of the manor is made of stone, with only two or three floors. Its appearance is mottled and crawling with plants. Entering the gate, the interior is extremely luxurious. Murals, skylights, porcelain, crystal chandeliers, these things are very valuable when you look at them.

The old butler got out of the car and led the way himself, walking steadily in front with one hand behind his back. Zhou Qingfeng walked into an old castle, bypassed the hall, went up the stairs, stepped on the soft carpet through a corridor, and stopped in front of an oak door.

Along the way, the uniformed servants kept saluting Zhou Qingfeng, either bowing slightly or bending their knees gently, as if they treated him as a master.

And when he arrived at the oak door, the old butler Max knocked lightly, and after hearing a 'come in', he pushed open the hidden door and motioned for Zhou Qingfeng to go in.

After tossing for so many days, I finally have to see the main master.

Zhou Qingfeng stepped in with a full stomach full of questions.