Super Monk

Nearly two hours later, the Gulf Stream began to decline. A prosperous city appeared in front of Zhao Fugui and Chen Yihan. Chengdu is a rising star city in the inland, but there is still a big gap compared with this city.

"Mr. Zhao, this way, please!" After the Gulf Stream stopped, another Mercedes Benz business car had been waiting there for a long time. Zhao Fugui and Chen Yihan were led to this Mercedes Benz business car.

At the same time, another private plane also landed slowly. If you count the two private planes that had been parked on the apron before Zhao Fugui and Zhao Fugui landed, four private planes have been parked on this zero hour runway.

Any rich person should not buy so many private airplanes, so there is only one possibility that Zhao Haoyun's family used their personal relationship and borrowed some private airplanes from other families.

"This is a Bombardier. It costs more than Gulfstream. Of course, this plane is more luxurious!" Chen Yihan said to Zhao Fugui as he followed Zhao Fugui to the Mercedes Benz business car.

"If you don't tell me, I know what kind of car you are waiting for. Aston Martin, what kind of car you are waiting for us. Obviously, the Zhao family thinks it's the people on this plane who can save the old man's life! " Zhao Fugui said with a smile.

Bombardier was very stable soon. Some tall white people stepped down from the plane. These white people were even protected by professional bodyguards all the way. After getting off the plane, these white people did not look at others at all and walked to the Aston Martin with their boxes. Soon the Aston Martin went away, and no one even looked at them.

"Let's go!" Zhao Fugui disdains to curl his lips, and Chen Yihan get on the Mercedes Benz business car, and then the business car slowly drives to the city. Hong Kong province is indeed a city that never sleeps. It seems that this city has just woken up at this time. It is the busiest and most prosperous time.

After a period of time, the Mercedes Benz business car drove slowly up the mountain. After a while, Zhao Fugui saw a piece of luxury houses. The security outside one of the luxury villas was very strict. A group of people in black suits were guarding the door. There were many cars parked on the mountain road outside the villa.

"Mr. Zhao, please follow me!" The Mercedes Benz business car drove into the mansion and stopped next to the garden fountain. After getting off the car, the Secretary opened the door, invited Zhao Fugui down, and took him to the huge villa with at least several thousand feet.

"With the current housing prices in Hong Kong and the premium of baijiadao, this villa can be worth at least 2 billion!" Chen Yihan followed Zhao Fugui to look at the mansion with a huge garden and swimming pool, and said to Zhao Fugui.

"Two billion yuan is enough to build a community in Chengdu!" Zhao Fugui was also surprised to say that he did not expect that the housing price in Hong Kong was so high, which was frightening to death.

The huge villa hall is decorated magnificently. Some servants in white are around. There are many people waiting in the living room. In addition, Zhao Fugui and Chen Yihan are just divided into four groups.

One of the four groups is three Japanese, who speak Japanese, have a moustache and bow when they see people. The other group was an old Indian man with a stick in his hand and an interpreter beside him. The Indian muttered to himself and kept muttering.

The rest of them were white people who looked arrogant and seemed a little racist. They didn't know which country they were from, but they looked impatient.

"Well, we are all here. Let me make a long story short. No matter whether you can cure Mr. Zhao's illness or not, we will provide a check for one million US dollars. If someone can cure Mr. Zhao and let him live longer, then we will offer the ten million US dollars we talked about before with both hands! " A middle-aged man clapped his hand and said, "I'm Zhao's lawyer. No matter whether you can cure Mr. Zhao, you can get the money from me!"

"There's no need for these people to come. God stick, swindler, thief of medical technology, it's a waste of my time to see Mr. Zhao with these people! " Tall white people pointed to him one by one. He said that the Indian was a god stick and the Japanese was a thief. Unfortunately, Zhao Fugui was pointed to his head and said that he was a liar.

Japanese face instantly rose red, but in the face of white people, they have a natural sense of inferiority, look ugly for a while, but dare not refute. The Indian looked at the white man inexplicably. Obviously, he didn't know what he was talking about, and the translator consciously didn't talk nonsense.

If this guy speaks English, Zhao Fugui can't understand it, but he actually speaks Chinese. This NIMA is looking for her own cigarette.

"Arrogant white pig, I don't know where you come from Zhao Fugui said impolitely.

"What? You stupid Chinese dare to scold me The tall white man became angry immediately, and several bodyguards behind him came to Zhao Fugui in an instant.

Zhao Fugui showed a sneer and suddenly stood up from the sofa and pinched the bones of his hands twice. These professional bodyguards immediately noticed the dangerous atmosphere, they stopped vigilantly, looked hesitant, did not dare to start. The tall white man was very discontented and began to speak a lot of English. He seemed to urge the bodyguards to teach Zhao Fugui a lesson.

"Gentlemen, please give some respect to the host here. We didn't invite you here to fight!" The lawyer increased his voice and said in a loud voice. Then he took a warning look at Zhao Fugui and said in a deep voice, "Mr. Zhao, please pay attention to your words. It's not gentlemanly for you to speak like this!""I'm sorry, my mother didn't teach me how to be a gentleman when I was pointed at by the nose!" The white man was provocative, but the lawyer only accused Zhao Fugui, obviously not taking Zhao Fugui seriously. Zhao Fugui sneered, looked at the watch on his wrist and said, "it's ten o'clock in the evening. The one upstairs can hold on until midnight at most. The darkest time in the middle of the night is when he died. Unfortunately, there is no one here who can save him

As soon as the lawyer's face changed, the tall white man even showed a look of rage. With a sneer, Zhao Fugui took out a business card, which was still on the ground. He turned around and hugged Chen Yihan's waist and said, "let's go out and eat something. If you want to make this Mr. Zhao alive, please call me. For the sake of everyone's surname Zhao, I will help him!"

"Arrogance The japanese yelled angrily, but now they are getting more energetic.

Zhao Fugui takes Chen Yihan out. The bodyguards of several villas at the door stop him. The lawyer looks at a middle-aged man on the second floor, who nods.

"Let him go!" Said the lawyer.