Feng Ran took the things in the imperial capital and flew directly to country H, and after checking in, he gave Bai Muhan a good night's sleep.

Finally, she didn't have to bother with the messy things of the Feng family, but she was happy to be quiet.

I don't want to wake up and be woken up by the doorbell.

Feng Ran couldn't help but frown.

Who could it be? She came to country H for the first time in her life, and she didn't have any acquaintances here, so who rang the doorbell?

Feng Ran put on a piece of clothing, walked to the door with a little vigilance, and was suddenly stunned when she lay on the door mirror.

How could it be him?

Feng Ran was slightly relieved in her heart, and opened the door suspiciously, "Are you looking for me?"

Standing outside the door was a tall man from country H, burly, but wearing a pair of Sven gold-wire glasses, his hair was gray, and he looked polite.

The person who came happened to be half an acquaintance - Charles Ebel, Ragil's assistant, or, bodyguard and assistant.

In his previous life, he followed Rajir and was almost inseparable, and he listened to the fact that he had served the Morgenthau family for generations, so he could be regarded as Rajir's cronies.

"Hello Sister Fengran," Charles's face was always calm, "I am the assistant of His Excellency Ragil Morgenthau, my name is Charles Ebel, you can call me Charles, I am here today because Mr. Morgenthau sent me to invite you to dinner, I hope you can enjoy it." ”

Feng Ran pouted secretly in her heart. Is this a radar on her?

"Hello, Charles," Feng Ran complained secretly in her heart, with a smile on her face, "How did Ragil know that I came to Country H?"

"Mr. Morgenthau still has some ways in country H, in fact, sister, you have just entered the country, and Mr. Morgenthau received the news," Charles did not say explicitly, "Mr. Morgenthau has always been thinking about your help to him in China before, and I hope you can repay you well this time when you come to China." ”

Never forget? Feng Ran laughed in her heart. How could that businessman mind of Ragil be obsessed with someone, presumably because he thought she was quite interesting, that guy always looked sanctimonious, in fact, he only remembered the people or things he was interested in, hum.

That man is just a noble guy on the surface - this Ouyang teacher's original words.

Of course, Feng Ran will not stupidly question the ability described by Charles to Ragil in his words, and it is not an exaggeration to cover Rajir in country H, how powerful he is, she can still get a glimpse of it in her previous life, after all, she straddles the political and business worlds, chokes the commercial lifeline of country H, and has the noble blood of the nobility in this ancient and traditional H life, first the advantage is exhausted, and then it has experienced wind and frost, no wonder in country H, as long as this duke is mentioned, everyone has to be polite.

"You can take the liberty of asking," Feng Ran shrugged, "about Ragil...... I have dealt with all the troubles he mentioned to me in China before?"

If not, then she'd probably have some excuse to get off the date — she didn't want to get into any trouble.

Charles looked at her quietly, "If your trouble is the same thing as I have on my mind, then it should be fine." ”

Feng Ran nodded knowingly. Although this Charles has not had much contact with in her previous life, she has always looked like this, but she is a rare and reliable person.

Feng Ran glanced down at the time, "It's two hours before dinner, I guess I still have time to prepare for this, right?"

She was a little tired of such a cliché.

Alas, I miss her so much.

"Of course, sister," Charles bowed slightly, and then handed over a gilded invitation with both hands, "I came this time just to send this invitation to Sister Feng, and I will arrange a car to pick you up later." ”

Feng Ran exhaled lightly, took the invitation with both hands, and smiled decently, "My honor." ”

Feng Ran sent Charles away and closed the door, holding a blue goose down box in his hand, Feng Ran didn't need to look at it to know what was inside.

She reluctantly put the box aside, took out her phone and called the number that had not been dialed in the address book.

The phone was quickly picked up, and a pleasant male voice came from the other side, "Good afternoon, wind." ”

"May I ask my dear Mr. Ragil," Feng Ran smiled as she walked to the window, "did Mr. Charles bring you the invitation?"

She always had to determine who Charles was working for, after all, she knew everything from the previous life, and if someone wanted to do something wrong, she didn't want to be short of guns.

"It seems so. Ragil looked at a document in his hand and replied a little absent-mindedly.

"Okay, this problem is solved. I'd like to ask," Feng Ran yawned, "can we not be so crepe?"

Ragil was stunned for a moment, and then laughed, "Wind, you're getting more and more interesting. ”

No one had ever dared to talk to him like that.

Ragil handed the signed paperwork to the secretary, then waved her hand to signal that she could go out, before standing up and sitting down on the couch.

"I'm glad I pleased you. Feng Ran rolled her eyes, and then spoke in a tone that was no longer in a crepe tone, "Ragil, tell me honestly, the place to eat tonight is not a really difficult place to swallow, right?"

"What's the hard place to swallow?" said Ragil, with an open attitude.

Feng Ran sighed, "For example, what is the place where you have to pay attention to social etiquette, the kind of place where you must wear a good evening dress and do a good job of styling before you can enter?"

"If it's yours," Ragil curled his lips, "it shouldn't be." ”

Wait for Charles to charter the hotel, and you don't need to be particular about what you want to wear at that time.

"Really?" Feng Ran raised her eyebrows a little suspiciously, "And what did you send?"

Aren't there clothes and shoes in the box?

"It's just a gift," Ragil said, looking at the armrest of the couch, "and I'll need it later." ”

"You really don't have to wear it?"

"Of course not. Ragil smiled at the corner of his mouth, "It's just a very ordinary meal, and the comfort of a lady is the first consideration." ”

Feng Ran nodded suspiciously, "Then I'll wear it casually." ”

"Of course. "Ragil is as good as he is.

"One more question," Feng Ran hesitated, "Are you done with your business?"

"What's the matter?" Ragil looked out the window.

"Eliminate the evil. Feng Ran rolled her eyes. Pretend you don't understand anything.

"It's only a coincidence that you came," Ragil laughed silently, "a month ago, just dealt with. ”

A month ago, he officially retired his father, took over the company completely, and successfully kicked his half-siblings out of the group, which can be regarded as a success.

As for the position of the duke, there is no suspense, and no one can shake it.

After many years of ups and downs, everything has finally settled.

It should be his, and naturally no one can take it away.

Feng Ran was truly relieved to hear this. It's not that she doesn't believe Charles, after all, she doesn't know Charles well, he can't think from her point of view, she is more willing to trust herself than others.

"See you that night. Feng Ran promised this time with sincerity.

"See you in the evening. Ragil politely waited for the lady to talk before putting the phone aside.

Ragil turned his head to the window, and suddenly a bird landed outside the window, and it looked a little innocent when it stopped.

Ragil stared at it for a few seconds, and the corners of his mouth pulled a trace of no warmth.

A bird flew out of the window of more than 30 floors, lonely, away from the flock of birds, but did you ever think that the scenery from the heights might not be as good as you imagined?