When Chen Chuan woke up the next morning, he found that he had slept in the manor.

Xiao Naner seemed to have been brought back by Dale, and he came over to greet Chen Chuan early in the morning.

Chen Chuan lay on the bed and yawned.

The maid came in, opened the curtains, and oh, the beautiful scenery outside, came into view.

Xiao Naner sat on the single sofa opposite the bed, waiting for Chen Chuan to get dressed.

It was another hangover, and Shonaner didn't look energetic.

"Is the crown prince of the French Ptolemaic dynasty still making butterflies?" Chen Chuan asked Xiao Naner.

"The butterfly seems to be still doing, but it is not the crown prince of the French Ptolemaic dynasty, it seems to be from Marseille. Shonan said.

"Oh, there are people in this world who were trusted by the crown prince of the Ptolemaic dynasty of France. Chen Chuan sighed.

The maid retreated, and Chen Chuan changed his clothes.

"Let's go, Shonaner, you're my guest, let's go to the breakfast room. Chen Chuan led Xiao Naner to the restaurant.

The manor was designed quite rationally, with the living quarters of the servants strictly separated from those of the German princes.

In the breakfast room sits the crown prince of the Ptolemaic dynasty of France.

Oh my God, his butterflies.

Chen Chuan smiled at him embarrassedly.

Xiao Naner quipped, "So the butterflies are here." ”

However, the crown prince of the French Ptolemaic dynasty was not accustomed to the Americans' lack of superiority and inferiority, and gave Chaunaner a strange look.

Chen Chuan remembered that he was the director of the Paris Division of the French secret service.

"I've heard that the people in Marseille are doing the daytime part for you. Chen Chuan was noisy.

"Yes, it can't be helped. I can't help but listen to the president. The crown prince of the French Ptolemaic dynasty replied helplessly.

"Oh, this spec, you presidents know we're doing it. Chen Chuan said.

"Well, your president knows that too. Said the crown prince of the French Ptolemaic dynasty. He looked really tired.

Chen Chuan had no choice but to say carefully: "We don't call the president." ”

Both the Americans and the French smiled.

Dürer and Dale came in cheerfully. They were dressed in tracksuit and looked like they had just come back from a run.

"Alas, Chen Chuan, you can't drink enough, you only drank so many glasses and got drunk. Dale told me both. Dührer said to Chen Chuan while spreading the napkin on his lap.

"You don't look at what you drink, it's all spirits, vodka. Chen Chuan said dissatisfied.

"Hey, Dale, you're really good at ordering wine for Chen Chuan. Dürer turned back to Dale, who was sitting next to him.

Dale's little red face, which had just finished running, had a rare brilliance.

"What, is there any good news today? Chen Chuan asked.

"The system informed the Chinese side that it had made a very large profit. Dale said.

"Oh, it's not over yet, it's over. Chen Chuan said.

"It seems so. ”

Everyone ate breakfast together and was speechless for a while.

Suddenly, Zhang Yan appeared in Chen Chuan's mind, and it was obvious that Zhang Yan had a fever.

"System, system, what's going on?" Chen Chuan called out to the system.

"Wait, wait, I'll see what's going on. "The system replied.

The Ptolemaic crown prince of France sighed and said, "The people of Marseille are really welcome, but they are wrong. I'll do it. ”

The crown prince of the French Ptolemaic dynasty, dressed in a dressing gown, threw down his napkin and went to the area that had been marked out for everyone to cross.

There are all women there.

Chen Chuan's mind appeared, and the crown prince of the French Ptolemaic Dynasty reconnected the couplet one woman after another.

Chen Chuan was eating.

Seeing these images in my mind, I really can't eat.

Shonan smiled.

The two came out of the dining room.

Dale went with Durer to see the people from Marseille.

"Xiao Naner, are you ready? The butterfly is the agave, the agave is the tulip, and then you, of course, the Chinese Qigong will be the last to play. I don't know exactly how Chinese Qigong will be done, but it seems that Mu Chunzi is very sure. ”

"Is Mu Chunzi the main god of your East?" asked Xiao Naner.

"It is a great God like Jesus in your West. Chen Chuan was going to talk about God, but God seemed to be too big, so he simply changed his mind and said Jesus.

"Oh, that's big. Then he should be sure. Shonan said. With Chen Chuan, the spokesperson of his employer, Xiao Naner is still a little restrained. "How long will they all last?"

"Butterflies are ten days, agave is five days and five nights, and tulips don't say for long, but it seems that it's only a week. You're going to have to prepare. Chen Chuan said.

"Then how long will Chinese Qigong last?" asked Xiao Nan'er.

"I really don't know, how long they do qi function, it depends on what Mu Haruko thinks. ”

"Everything else here is easy to understand, that is, Chinese qigong is too mysterious. Xiao Naner followed Chen Chuan to Chen Chuan's bedroom.

The beautiful scenery outside jumps into view.

"I also think it's mysterious, I really haven't practiced qigong. Is yoga also qigong?" asked Chen Chuan.

"No, I think yoga is yoga, I've practiced yoga. Shonan said. Yoga is really popular in the United States. "How does China's qigong operate the stock market?"

"Mu Chunzi's female disciple said that the stock market is nothing more than the flow of energy, and they can reach out to stop it. Moreover, it is said that it is too easy for Chinese qigong to affect the flow of energy in the stock market, but they are generally not allowed to do it. Chen Chuan told Xiao Naner what he knew about qigong.

"Well, we really don't understand what God is involved in. Shonam said simply, and then said that he was going to prepare.

Chen Chuan asked for a bowler hat and mustache, and the middle-aged man arranged a car to send him.

Not many people live in New York who own cars. Because parking is too much trouble.

Chen Chuan watched Xiao Naner leave, and then went to the grass of the manor for a turn. The fountain is spitting tirelessly with water.

Butterfly doesn't know which country's futures market is playing now, because the Americas are daytime, and the Japanese futures market is closed at night.

Chen Chuan quietly crossed the area where everyone was not allowed to cross, and secretly took a look at the butterflies that the people of Marseille were making.

The image of butterflies in my mind is very beautiful, but in reality, the women they are associated with are not so beautiful. But it's blood-pumping. Chen Chuan hurriedly retreated.

On a sunny day outside, which country's stock market or futures market is suffering?

At this time, Zhang Yan in his mind no longer had a fever.

Oh, no wonder women like the crown princes of the French Ptolemaic dynasty. He's really thoughtful.

At this time, Zhang Yan's voice appeared in Chen Chuan's mind: "Chen Chuan, help me go and see what the crown prince of the French Ptolemaic Dynasty is doing." ”

Chen Chuan got the order and went immediately.

He was taking a bath.

"He's taking a bath, Zhang Yan. Chen Chuan replied to Zhang Yan in a hoarse voice.

"He connected me to him?"

"I don't know about this, just ask the system. ”

There was a silence in the system: "Zhang Yan, don't worry, we're seeing what's going on." You can't have this kind of affiliation with anyone. ”

Chen Chuan suddenly remembered that Zhang Yan was inductive and had no contact with anyone. Now I'm afraid that the crown prince of the French Ptolemaic Dynasty has connected with Zhang Yan through some method, which is not good. Even Chen Chuan, who has no knowledge of the system, knows that this is not good.