Need for Agent

Chapter 229

Chapter 229

Asked Duan Sixie to plug in the SIM card and make a call to Miao Xinghai. The female secretary who answered the phone was scolded by Luo Yu and handed the receiver to Miao Xinghai angrily.

"Wait for the master to find someone to kill you." The female secretary was very dissatisfied, she dared someone to call and curse directly, she just said that the master does not answer the calls of ordinary customers.

"Old man Miao, what the hell do you want, where is my wife!" The deafening voice on the receiver could be heard clearly even by the female secretary who was three meters away. What surprised the female secretary was that the master didn't seem to be angry at all.

"Tingting, I got someone to pick it up." Miao Xinghai still had an amiable look, "I got someone to call you, but I still can't get through."

"I must see Tingting tonight, old man, what are you doing?" Luo Yu knew that Miao Xinghai was by no means the kind of person who would just look for something to do. He must have his own reasons for doing this. After symbolically getting angry, Luo Yu ask him.

"Evening?" Miao Xinghai waved to the female secretary to signal her to go out, and then continued, "Probably not?"

"Why?" The anger that had just calmed down suddenly came up again, Luo Yu wished he could slap Miao Xinghai in front of him right now, you are not the Queen Mother of the West, it's fun to break up young couples if you have nothing to do.

"Because Tingting went to the United States." Miao Xinghai's tone was still calm, "She has friends in the United States, and she will come back after a while."

"Then did she change her mobile phone number?" The more Luo Yu listened, the more suspicious she became. Now Tingting only has Luo Yu in her heart. How could she leave alone without leaving a word? Now Luo Yu can clearly imagine that Tang Tingting is hurting alone. sad look.

"I didn't bring my mobile phone, and the people over there are all ready for her."

"Friend?" Luo Yu frowned, suddenly shocked, "Tao, you didn't arrange some boring things like a blind date, did you? You must know that Tingting is carrying on the family line of the Luo family."

"Of course not." Miao Xinghai took a sip of tea, "It's a girl, about the same age as Tingting, from the American Smith family."

The world's economic development will become more and more consortium-oriented, the concept of a country will gradually be weakened, and most of the world's wealth will be controlled in the hands of a few large consortia, and the Smith family in the United States is very likely to become One of these consortiums, the Smith family, which controls 60% of the casinos in Las Vegas, has always been low-key and secretive, so ordinary people don't know about it, but Luo Yu is not one of those ordinary people.

"That's it, well, let's talk about it later." The corner of Luo Yu's mouth raised a smile. The old man couldn't sit still and wanted to ask outside for help. The opponents in this dispute are not small.

"Let's talk about it later." Miao Xinghai hung up the phone and leaned on the sofa and let out a sigh of relief, looking at the scenery outside the window in a daze.

Duan Sixie has always been smoking in an attitude of having nothing to do with himself, and the entire sealed car is filled with smoke, which looks like it is on fire.

After several accelerated overtakes and unimaginable drifts, the Mercedes-Benz stopped outside a palace-like building.

A large building covering an area of ​​[-] mu is absolutely astronomical in a place like Zhonghai, where every inch of land is worth an inch of gold. What is even more enviable is that this is not a set of commercial houses, but a private mansion connected together. Duan Zhengchun's name, the home of Duan Sixie's father, Duan Zhengchun.

Knowing that Duan Sixie's father was actually called by this name at the beginning, Luo Yu almost laughed his ass off, it was actually the flamboyant Dali Prince in Jin Lao's "Dragon Ba Bu".

Duan Zhengchun studied in France in his early years, majoring in architecture. He had a soft spot for Gothic architecture and completely symmetrical architecture. After returning to China, he relied on his own efforts and luck to become a generation of tyrants, so he bought a large piece of land and designed and built his own mansion. .

Luo Yu had met Duan Zhengchun before, he was a resolute and steady middle-aged man, he did not lack the integrity of an architect, but he also had the insidiousness of a black-hearted contractor.

Honest people are only suitable for teaching in schools, and scheming people are suitable for making money in the wind and waves—this is what Luo Yu himself made up.

Today, the Duan family seems to have guests. There are many famous cars such as Bentley, BMW, and Kelly Lac. What is even more exaggerated is that there is a Rolls-Royce called "Blenheim Palace on the Sea" with a global production of less than 12. , and it is the highest-grade Yinling series, one wheel of this car is enough for an ordinary family of three to live a life without worrying about food and clothing for a lifetime.

Thinking of what Duan Sixie said earlier about important family matters, Luo Yu smiled slightly, and Duan Sixie also had a relieved expression. There are guests at home, and he wants to show the temperament of the master.

The car was parked in the parking lot. Luo Yu was speechless after getting off the car. There were no less than 30 luxury cars, the total value of which was definitely over [-] million. People who didn't know the situation would even think that this was a luxurious car show. You can only see it in TV magazines.

Thinking of the Aston Martin that Miao Xinghai gave him, Luo Yu thought that his class should be higher.

"Master." The housekeeper who was over 6 years old bowed to Duan Sixie, his old face was like a blooming chrysanthemum and smiled, "You are still back."

"Come back and take a look and leave." Duan Sixie looked around and led Luo Yu to the palace-style building, "Where is my dad? Who are the people in the family?"

"Return to the young master." The housekeeper is well-trained, "Master is receiving guests in the living room. There will be a meeting tonight. The guests are the Han family from other provinces."

Both Duan Sixie and Luo Yu knew about this, and the housekeeper didn't know the specific situation, so they walked directly to the hall.

Along the way, Luo Yu couldn't help lamenting the corruption of the rich. Duan Zhengchun, who was steeped in French architecture, romantically built his home completely according to the Louvre in Paris, adding a lot of his own ideas in the middle, completely symmetrical and resplendent , Carved railings and painted buildings, many famous paintings are hung on the wall, the golden sunflower Luo Yu can swear that only Van Gogh can draw it in the world.

In the lobby, a long table was placed according to the foreigner's reception mode, covered with clean white tablecloths, and the sterling silver dish candlesticks dazzled the eyes.

Duan Zhengchun was chatting with someone with a glass of red wine, when he turned around with a stretched smile, he happened to see Duan Sixie and Luo Yu.

"Come and meet your Uncle Han." Duan Zhengchun introduced the guests to Duan Sixie and Luo Yu.

The slightly bald middle-aged man, with sharp eyebrows and cold eyes, seemed to be able to see through people at a glance. He smiled and accepted the greetings from Duan Sixie and Luo Yu.

Luo Yu was uncomfortable being watched by Uncle Han, and was staring back fiercely, when a pleasantly surprised voice suddenly came from behind: "Luo Yu!"

ps: Hey, you don't need to think about who the owner of this voice is.