White people, there are not many people in this auction, there are all kinds of people, after all, this is a charity party prepared by Ms. Zhou Huiru, the first vice president of Longshan Company, no matter who receives an invitation letter, he must give this face. In terms of face, Zhou Huiru is bigger than Guo Tianjian, the president of the company.

Who made the man behind the house the actual owner of the company?

The white man who came over was called Mike, and he was the first person among the many foreigners who had been paying attention to Xue Wushu to come over and talk. Just being able to withstand the repulsion from the monks and stuttering openings is hard enough. First, he was bold enough, and secondly, he seemed sure that his behavior would not arouse disgust.

Because this white man named Mike is not a simple businessman or a rich man, his fame is even more in other fields, just like the old man Jian Chen beside Xue Wushu, this Mike is backed by the Dark Mage Association. He was the Governor of Oriental Affairs.

Xue Wushu didn't chase anyone, he was very curious about what this Mike was doing when he came to him. The bullshit Dark Mage Association, which is a transitional product made by him Xue Wushu and the zombie clan, is nothing more than to let the monk system slowly penetrate into the daily life of Westerners and Mi people in a moderating way. When the conditions are ripe, it is time for this transitional product to withdraw. At that time, there will only be monks in the world, and there will be no more magicians.

"Dear Mr. Xue, please allow me to extend my sincerest greetings to you on behalf of my master, Patriarch Dakan, and I also ask for your forgiveness, I cannot give you a full gift at this time. ”

Very standard Chinese, and the etiquette of giving hands is also quite in place. The voice was suppressed between the words, but Xue Wushu and a few people could understand it.

Xue Wusuan nodded and did not answer. On the other hand, Jian Chen on the side smiled and said, "Mr. Mike, don't come here to be harmed, please take a seat." ”

Compared with Xue Wushu, Jian Chen and Ma Weicheng were still very familiar with this white man. After all, they can be regarded as a family at the root, with frequent contacts, and Mike has cultivated all the things of the zombie clan and some of them are from Jian Chen's side.

"Mr. Xue, Mike has always had an idea, and he has communicated with us many times, and this time I came here to hear your opinion. Jian Chen guessed the reason why Mike came over at a glance, and explained to Xue Wusuan with a smile. At the same time, he also secretly appreciated in his heart, this Mike is worthy of being born in politics, and the timing is too good.

"Oh, what do you think? Xue Wushu habitually lit a cigarette, took a glass of red wine from the messenger beside him, smelled it, and directly evaporated the liquid in the cup with a wave of mana in his hand, and then turned over his hand and took a pot of wine and poured it.

This series of random movements made Mike a little nervous. He is not an "outsider", Dakan has told him a lot of things, and he also knows that the man in front of him is not only the richest man in the world, but also the super existence of the entire Dark Mage Association in addition to owning the Dragon and Tiger Academy, maybe Mike is still thinking that the entire zombie clan seems to be crawling at this person's feet.

What is the Dark Mage Guild? They are all babies in front of the zombie clan, let alone in the eyes of this Mr. Xue?

Ever since Mike had come into Dakan's sight and been entrusted with the task of learning more about the secrets, he knew in his heart that the Dark Mage Guild would one day be cleared. Because it's just a tool, it's a tool for Mr. Xue to integrate the whole world. Look at the Dragon and Tiger Academy, the apprentices are called harsh, and it is not too much to save one million, and then look at the Dark Mage Association? Who leaves the garbage after using it?

Mike didn't want to be garbage, he knew a lot now, he wanted to be more than just a temporary item from the zombies, he wanted to enjoy this status and longevity for a long time. And who counts all this? He felt that there was only this Mr. Xue in front of him.

The Zombies are a closed self-contained race, powerful, but without much innovation and ambition. What scares Mike the most is that in the eyes of the zombies, humans are in the same position as a plate of roast chicken. Now that the Zombie Clan doesn't care about him, and is really prostrate at Mr. Xue's feet, then what else does he have to hesitate about?

"Dear Mr. Xue, in fact, it's not just me, there are actually many children with cultivation talent in the West and the United States. I hope I can do what I can for you and your Dragon Tiger Academy. ”

"Hehe, you're very thoughtful. I know, you, I remember too. Go back and do a good job of helping Dakan. What's yours is yours, don't worry. Go ahead. ”

An immortal waste who has been transformed by the zombie clan, and his state of mind cultivation is zero, what is going on in the mind of this kind of person Xue Wushu can know immediately without guessing. But I also thought it was funny, and I wasn't interested in continuing to listen to it, so I waved my hand to understand, and encouraged it.

Mike is also interested, the purpose is to let Xue Wusuan know him, and now that it has been completely achieved, with Xue Wusuan's words, he will have a big stone in his heart. Bow and leave.

"Mr. Xue, there are also a lot of smart people among foreigners, and they know that their lives will not be better in the future, and now they have begun to prepare for the future. Not only this Mike, but also some high-ranking officials of the Dark Mage Guild also came to the academy to hint. ”

"It's not something they're supposed to think about, and it's not something you're thinking about. Okay, put my wine down, you've had three glasses, it's not good for you to drink too much of this wine. Give some to others. ”

Jian Chen, an old cultivator, handed the wine jug to Ma Weicheng, who smiled and hurriedly distributed it to the rest of the Dragon and Tiger Academy monks.

This is Mr. Xue's wine, not only mellow and fragrant, but also an excellent tonic for monks. It's a rare opportunity to be able to try it.

And just when a few people were sharing the wine, the people in the venue arrived, and Zhou Huiru, as the initiator, naturally went up to give a speech, and first sold her own set of jewelry. Jewelry is a set of old objects, which are items in the ancient palace in the past, which are priceless, and they were also bought by Zhou Huiru at a great price. Now she is willing to use it for charity sale, probably to make a good start for this auction house.

However, when Zhou Huiru put down this set of jewelry, the reluctance in her eyes that was inadvertently revealed was still caught by Xue Wusuan.

This woman is really stupid.

"Ten million. I'm going to buy this jewelry and give it to my wife. ”

It was a businessman from the Middle East who spent the money, and after finishing speaking, he politely smiled at Xue Wushu's seat and owed a debt. The meaning is obvious: Look, Mr. Xue, I still give a lot of face to what your wife has taken out, right? The market price is less than 5 million, and I am directly 10 million.

It is indeed to give face. Xue Wusuan also smiled and raised his glass to the merchant in the Middle East, meaning that he understood it. Turning his head, he raised his hand: "100 million, I also want to buy it and give it to my wife." ”

(End of chapter)