The Richest Man in the World of Film and Television

In the past three days, three brothers from their fraternity association who had gone out on missions were assassinated, and many people were horrified to find out that the killer was probably the most powerful cross Carlos among them.

After waiting for a day, I didn't find a chance to enter William's home on the Upper East Side, but I heard the news that a companion on a mission was killed.

Now the pharmacist really started to panic.

I am afraid that I will become the next target of Carlos Cross.

Just when he was about to go back to the textile factory in his hometown, William, who had been hiding at home all day, suddenly appeared in his sight again.

And following along, I saw William walking into a Chinese restaurant with a very large sign.

This made the pharmacologist very happy. After following for so many days, he finally had the opportunity to act.

Chapter 542. Five hundred forty-two

Walking into this restaurant called Tianchao Seafood Restaurant, he recognized him as soon as he entered the front desk of the restaurant, and within five seconds, the manager of the restaurant quickly appeared in front of him, and she was a beautiful woman in her 20s .

"Good evening, Mr. Devinhill, I'm McGee Lee, the manager of this restaurant, I'm glad you came to this restaurant, please follow me."

"Thank you, we can speak Chinese." William smiled and said directly in Chinese, but what he didn't expect was that his Chinese was fine.

But the beauty in front of me named McGee-Lee can't speak Chinese very well, and she doesn't need to think about it to know that she is the descendant of the second or third generation of immigrants.

"Sorry, Mr. Devonhill, although I can, I can't say too much, I'm sorry," McGee blushed and returned in Chinese.

Although McGee's accent sounded a bit twisted, it was still no problem to understand, so William didn't laugh or get upset.

The descendants of immigrants can speak, and being able to speak is already good. It is better than those bananas who not only can't speak, but can't even understand.

"It's okay, we can speak slowly, just as a practice," William said with a smile, "By the way, can you cook authentic Chinese food? I'm not used to things that are too sweet."

"Understood", McGee covered his mouth and laughed, the improved Chinese food in Laomei is basically sweet, "Don't worry, Mr. Devinhill, as long as you want, we can make even eight major dishes for you ,

However, I personally recommend that you choose Anhui cuisine, because our chef’s ancestral home is Anhui cuisine, and although other cuisines can cook, it is definitely not as authentic as Anhui cuisine.”

"Anhui cuisine? Is there stinky mandarin fish? I have eaten it once, and the taste is very good, but it smells a little special, which makes me unforgettable and dare not think about it."

"Haha", seeing William's greedy and unacceptable expression, McKee couldn't help laughing, "It's really special, but you have to wait for a long time if you want to eat it. A lot of time."

"Okay, then choose your chef's specialty and serve it."

"No problem, follow me please."

Take William all the way through the lobby, and come to a VIP room with Chinese characteristics but not much. After asking William to sit down,

McGee explained with some embarrassment, "Sorry, Mr. Devinhill, because of the customer audience, we have started to focus on seafood in the past two years, so if you want to eat authentic Anhui cuisine, it may take some time to prepare."

"It's okay, I have plenty of time today," William waved his hand indifferently.

Hearing this, McGee breathed a sigh of relief, and made tea for William with a smile. After ten minutes, an old man knocked on the door and walked into the VIP room.

After introducing myself, I realized that this old man is McGee's grandfather and the founder of this restaurant, but he is too old to cook by himself.

Talking to William about the affairs of China, Mr. Li discovered that William really knew a lot about China, and some things related to ancient times were even clearer and clearer than him.

Although William had to think about these questions for a few seconds each time, even if he just memorized them, it was very rare and powerful in Master Li's eyes.

So the old man is in a very good mood now, and he ordered McGee to tell the back kitchen that he would cook for William himself, and he would go to the back kitchen after a few words of greeting.

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Pharmacist Bernie Raposen thought that he had already figured out how to do it when he had the opportunity, but it turned out that not only could he not enter the back kitchen, but even the waiter who connected to the dishes could not do it.

The entire back kitchen has now been taken over by an old-looking old man with four middle-aged chefs. Not only did they drive the others out, but they even took care of serving the dishes themselves.

Even the restaurant hangs up a full sign and refuses to accept guests except for the guests who have already come in to eat.

According to the old man Li, it is rare for a foreigner not only to be the hereditary Grand Duke of England, but also to be so obsessed with Chinese culture and food, and to be extremely proficient in ancient culture.

Otherwise, how could it be possible to speak Chinese better than some people from the Celestial Dynasty and know more things than a man who is almost [-] like him.

I can even understand my own Huizhou accent, so I must not make any mistakes, lest foreigners laugh at their Li family's craftsmanship.

If William knew, he would definitely chuckle. On Sunday, anything that can be found on the Internet can be reported to William in less than two seconds.

That's why the restaurant puts so much emphasis on it. Pharmacist Bernie Raposon can only watch as the prepared dishes are sent to the VIP room by two middle-aged chefs, and McGee personally delivers them to William.

And with just one glance, he was chased away, and if he didn't leave, the restaurant would call the police.

He walked out of the restaurant indignantly, stood on the street and couldn't help cursing, "I hate the rich people who get special care every time I go there."

It didn't take long for Bernie Raposon to see five or six cars quickly parked on the side of the restaurant road, and a dozen paparazzi with cameras rushed out of the car and took pictures of the restaurant.

He was too scared to be published in the newspaper, he hurriedly turned around to avoid the camera, and walked away quickly.

After walking dozens of steps, he suddenly saw William's car in the parking lot. He knew it was a modified Ford F150 pickup. He rolled his eyes, thought for a while, quickly returned to his car, and drove back to his home.

Take the special equipment, quickly go back to the parking lot outside the restaurant, park the car in front of William's car, open the trunk, and use the long cable with camera function to reach into William's car.

He planned to put the poison into the air conditioner of the Ford F150, so that as long as the car was started and the air conditioner was turned on, the poison would be blown into the car automatically.

William would be poisoned within a few minutes, and even with a bit of luck, if the speed was high, a car accident alone would kill William.

It took some time to deal with the poison, and it was inevitable that the paparazzi would take pictures of himself. Bernie Raposon went outside the restaurant, staring at William's plan to come out, squinting his eyes and sitting in his car waiting.

Unknowingly, the time came to around [-]:[-] in the evening. I waited and waited for more than three hours, but I didn’t see William coming here to pick up the car.

This made Bernie Raposon, who had been chasing after William for several days without finding a chance to make a move, very anxious.