On the side of Yichen and the five people, dozens of meters away, two pitch-black figures with their backs to the sun walked towards them, and when they got closer, the faces of the two were gradually revealed.

Among them, the tall figure with a burly figure is naturally Andre, dressed in a black straight suit, a dark patterned tie, and a silk scarf on his left breast pocket.

The other man was also middle-aged, but he was not as tall as Andrei, with a thin body, shaggy black hair, a short white beard on his chin, and even if he was smiling, his eyes were slightly squinted, giving people a sense of cunning.

"Who's that guy?" Chen Tao touched Yichen with his shoulder, and it was the middle-aged man who stopped them.

Yichen shook his head, it was the first time he had seen this person, he had come to the club a few months earlier than Chen Tao, and he didn't know much more people than him.

"Gorman Bruni, Italian." Lu Xuan took off his hat and adjusted the camera and said.

"Brick Warehouse Director." Chentao raised an eyebrow.

"He's just stingy—" Before he finished speaking, Yichen, who reacted, immediately covered his mouth.

"It's all one word away, do you still need to cover it?" Gorman, who approached, smiled lightly at Yichen, stretched out his index and middle fingers, which were not together, and pointed to his own eyes, and then to his eyes.

Yichen swallowed a mouthful of saliva, he understood what Gorman meant, he was targeted, and he was also held a grudge.

"Isn't it just a miser? What is there not to say? A faint voice came from behind him, Lu Xuan walked past Yichen, stretched out his hand and patted Gorman's shoulder, the expression on his face turned one hundred and eighty degrees, and the "bright" smile replaced the cold.

Gorman's shoulders were obviously short, and his embarrassed and panicked smile shattered the image of the smiling tiger that had just been established.

"If the deeds of Director Bruni were to be put on the table, it would definitely be the exemplary behavior of the miser in the European literary corridor. Pedantic, fierce, suspicious, cunning, Director Brunie, you're a combination of those four. Lu Xuan patted Gorman's shoulder lightly.

Gorman smiled bitterly: "The Governor of the Sword Road is joking, in front of you, how dare I be fierce?" ”

"Really? How did I hear that Brunny's supervisor said a lot of harsh things when he reimbursed the office renovation fee to the quality door? One of them seems to be aimed at me, is there such a thing? Lu Xuan maintained a "bright" smile.

"What a son of a son of a bitch! Nothing! Lu Jian Governor, someone must have framed me! Gorman cried out for injustice, with a sincere expression of anger that had been calculated, and those who didn't know were terrified that he had been wronged.

"You don't have to pretend to be here with me, Director Brunny, if you have an opinion about me demolishing two offices, just say it, why are you talking cruelly behind your back?" Lu Xuan was clearly not fooled by Gorman's false expression.

Feeling the weight on his shoulder, Gorman didn't dare to pretend, and said to forgiveness: "I, me, I, Lu Jian Commander, blame me, it's my fault, I'm wrong......"

A middle-aged man cowered in front of a young girl, and also bowed down to forgiveness, this kind of picture is incongruous no matter how you look at it, but none of the people present dared to laugh, let alone interject.

The club is really full of neurotics, one more nervous than the other, Yichen said in his heart.

Gorman is still pleading, he is the least faceless person in the club, and in his opinion, it is worth it to trade a euro for a disgrace.

If he can get a euro for a disgrace, the club is convinced that he has the perseverance and determination to turn the EU into bankruptcy.

Just when Gorman felt that the strength on his shoulders was about to increase again, Lu Xuan withdrew his hand: "It's boring, let's talk about the task." ”

Two executive directors at once, she doesn't think there's nothing to do.

Andre stepped forward and walked past Gorman with a gloating expression: "That's right, we found something that has to be important, it was auctioned by a mysterious seller to an international auction house as a finale, because it has applied for international certification, and the value is too high, so the club has no right to take it directly." ”

"You can grab it, doesn't the club like to do this kind of thing the most?" Chen Tao said bluntly.

"I thought so too, but failed, the strength of the mysterious seller exceeded the assessment of the grid, and he beat down the three Haoyue squads, including the team leader." Andrei nodded and said, as if there was nothing wrong with taking robbery for granted.

"You can negotiate with the seller and buy directly at the right price, and many auction companies have this unspoken rule, contacting the seller and the buyer privately when the lot is not on display, and then charging high intermediary fees at both ends." Yichen said that his father told him these inside stories.

Andre cast an approving glance at him: "This is still a bit like a rich second generation, but unfortunately we have tried this method and it has also failed." ”

"The seller rejected our offer to buy outright at 10 times the starting price." Gorman gritted his teeth and said, "That guy actually said that even if he only sold a starting price, he would sell things in the form of an auction. ”

At the end, Gorman's voice was noticeably louder, and he was filled with intense anger, obviously he felt that his IQ had been insulted, how could such a thing be sold for only one starting price?

With their proposal, sellers only need to find a promoter to easily push the price above ten times the starting price, and see if there are any bidders with higher bids on the premise of ensuring that they will bid.

Pushing the price to the top with at least one bidder guaranteed is a profit-making deal.

"Since that thing can be put at auction, the price is not low, Director Brunny, you are willing to pay ten times the starting price to buy it, I admire you." Yichen gave a thumbs up.

"That's because he knows that if he doesn't, he'll spend more money at auction. You would never have guessed that he was the first to propose to rob him, for which he even tripled the funds for the operation. It's just that it still failed, and to use an old Chinese saying, it's called 'stealing chickens doesn't make rice'. Andrei laughed and poked through Gorman.

Gorman scratched him fiercely and warned him with his eyes: If you say one more nonsense, I will deduct your annual salary.

Anyway, enough laughter, Andrei put away his smile, heard the sound of the helicopter, and said: "Let's go, the helicopter will take us to the airport, and the 'rush to the air' is already waiting for us." ”

"Where to go?" Looking at the helicopter that kicked up the dust and landed on the ground, Yichen asked.

"New York."

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Europe.

An ancient kerosene lamp illuminated the cave, and the old man with a stern expression walked to the depths of the cave with the kerosene lamp, followed by a middle-aged man with an ancient fragrant wood plate.

The old man was dressed in a black robe, plainly dressed, and his wrinkled face was covered with old faces, but his eyes were sharp and sharp, giving people a sense of not being angry and arrogant; The middle-aged man has an angular face, the appearance is quite similar to that of the old man, blonde hair, and he does not need a gorgeous robe, and his innate aristocratic temperament is naturally revealed.

Both of them wore black gloves and were silent, walking slowly to the depths of the dark cave one after the other.

After walking for nearly ten minutes, a rusty iron door appeared in the dim yellow light, and the two came to the end of the cave.

The old man took out a key from his bosom, which was also full of rust, found the lock hole with the help of the dim light, inserted the key into it, and with a slight turn, the lock opened with a click.

Crunch.

Pushing open the iron door, the two walked into the secret room, and the faint light could barely illuminate half of the space.

The chamber was small, only fifty square meters in size, and the walls, floor, and top were all uneven mountains, as if an iron door had been added to the end of the cave.

When the light found the mountain, the carved grooves were illuminated, and the dense grooves under the feet, overhead, and around the whole chamber were densely packed, and the transparent glass sealed the solidified silver liquid in the grooves.

"The last time this kerosene lamp was used was forty years ago, when your great-grandfather carried it, and I followed behind." The old man placed the kerosene lamp on a dusty table.

The middle-aged man did not speak, and the old man did not look back, obviously, the old man was not talking to the middle-aged man.

Unable to get a response, the old man continued: "After so many years of accompanying the Reverse Evil Ball, it can be regarded as an old antique, and after this time, I will put it in the museum, what do you think?" ”

"It's time to retire." This time the old man finally got a response, and the figure sitting in the center of the secret room said under the light that barely illuminated half of the secret room.

"You've really figured it out?" The middle-aged man's gaze fell on the figure.

"It's my choice, and there's no better person than me." The figure said lightly.

The middle-aged man sighed, "It will eliminate the side effects of the Ares fruit on your body, but I don't want to do it." ”

"I'm afraid I won't even live to that age if I do this." The figure took his words.

"So far, no one has lived to that age, and they have all died early, including ...... Your uncle and grandfather. The middle-aged man paused and said, "Snow Shame and the heir should not be the same person. ”

"Only the Snow Shame is worthy of being the heir, otherwise I wouldn't have robbed my father of the throne." The figure said in a playful tone, "Dad, this is the world of young people, you are old." ”

"He's doing better than you." The old man said to the middle-aged man, a rare smile on his serious face.

"Yes, I admit it, he robbed him of Lao Tzu's job, a big one." The middle-aged man smiled wryly.

"Grandfather, forty years ago, my uncle and grandfather sat here with me." The figure seemed to look down.

The old man nodded, and his expression became serious again: "You have to be clear about what you are doing now, and even more clear about what you are going to face." You know what happened to the family forty years ago, so I won't say more. From the moment you became the heir to the family, the burden of shame has fallen on your shoulders. ”

"Dad, he's very unlucky, if he hadn't had me early in the morning, this job would still be his." The figure smiled in response to the old man.

"Be serious! That's not a good thing! He escaped, and the tragedy of forty years ago may well be repeated in the family! You're going to die! The middle-aged man said in a deep voice, why is his son talking more and more improper?

"The occurrence of a tragedy must end in a tragedy, just a life, I don't care."