Boss, the next time you talk to these vampires, please use Chinese or English, "Su Yun said expressionlessly.
Zheng Ren glanced at Su Yun and then at Kerry. He forced a smile. "Kerry, it's very difficult for me to talk in your hometown language."
Zheng Ren had already switched to English with a London accent.
Christian shrugged his shoulders. It did not matter to him what language he used.
"After this matter is over, let's go see Lord Roche as soon as possible," Christian said.
"Okay." Zheng Ren nodded reluctantly.
Su Yun finally knew what the two of them were muttering about.
Old Roche, the old man in the wheelchair, had actually come to the country!
Sure enough, it was as he had guessed. Something big had happened!
Su Yun quietly walked into the crowd and went to the fire escape. He was about to pick up his phone and call Fan Tianshui.
Although he knew that the possibility of something happening was not high, Su Yun still had a very subtle fear of the descendants of these ancient families.
Especially Old Roche. Su Yun felt that it would be inappropriate if Fan Tianshui was not by his side.
Zheng Ren knew that Su Yun had left and could guess what he was going to do. He looked at Su Yun and shook his head, indicating that it was fine. Su Yun looked at Zheng Ren in confusion. Seeing that he insisted, she could only walk back.
After saying a few more words, Kerry made a gesture. In the distance, the president of Lanke Company threw Deputy Director Yuan aside and trotted over.
"Lord Kerry."
"We're going to leave for a while," Christian said coldly.
"As you wish."
A few minutes later, Zheng Ren and Su Yun got into an old car. The style was the same as the car they had driven in the Alps.
Lin Yuan was already dumbfounded. She saw a slightly familiar face in the crowd. It was a big shot from Lanke Company. He was talking and laughing with his teacher at Harvard.
However, outside the operating theater, he was hidden in the crowd like a drop of water falling into the sea. He was as ordinary as a passerby.
Was Boss Zheng's status that high? Lin Yuan was a little absent-minded. Even a tenured professor at Massachusetts General Hospital would not receive such high treatment.
Although Christian brought her endless fear, Lin Yuan could sense his danger with her woman's intuition.
Forcefully suppressing the fear in her heart, Lin Yuan followed not far behind Boss Zheng.
At this time, she was like a little transparent, no one noticed her existence. However, Lin Yuan knew in his heart that the man in black had noticed him.
When they were about to get into the car, Lin Yuan mustered up his courage and ran over.
She did not know if she was worried that Boss Zheng was in danger or something else. Anyway, her mind was blank as she followed him.
"It's not like we're performing surgery. Why are you following me?" Su Yun looked at Lin Yuan and said.
Lin Yuan was very nervous. Once again, she felt the gaze of the person next to Boss Zheng, whose face was shrouded in shadows.
Like a knife, he would cut himself into countless pieces in the next second.
"I …" Lin Yuan forced out a word and swallowed the rest of his words.
"Go back." Su Yun scolded.
Lin Yuan insisted on standing in front of Zheng Ren. She didn't know why she followed him. It was a subconscious action.
"Nothing will happen. Just follow me." Zheng Ren smiled and introduced her to Christian. "She's a member of my medical team."
Kerry just shrugged and didn't say anything.
The few of them walked into the car. There was a lot of space in the car. Lin Yuan sat in the corner, her left hand pressed against her right hand, resisting the urge to raise it into her mouth and bite her nails.
The curtains on the car window automatically closed as if it was haunted. Lin Yuan was shocked. She saw Boss Zheng and the strange guy in the black hat talking and laughing as if they were very familiar.
The two of them communicated in English, so Lin Yuan could understand them.
However, she was too nervous and only heard fragments.
Boss Zheng seemed to be talking to the strange and mysterious guy about some things in the past, like they were old friends.
Lin Yuan also noticed that the CEO of Lanke Company had become transparent like her. He sat in the corner of the car and no one noticed him.
Boss Zheng usually looked very antisocial, but how did he have so many contacts? Lin Yuan was a little confused. This was something she could not understand no matter how hard she tried.
Half an hour later, they arrived at a hotel.
When they reached the top floor, Lin Yuan and the CEO of Lanke Company were stopped. They stood in the corridor bored and watched the backs of Boss Zheng and Brother Yun disappear.
What was the point of following them? Lin Yuan couldn't understand. At that time, she was really worried that Boss Zheng would be in danger. Now that she thought about it, it was a little ridiculous.
This was China. How could there be danger? Lin Yuan felt a little awkward, but then she was very happy to see that the CEO of Lanke Company was also standing in the corridor like her.
He didn't seem to think that treating her like this was rude and began to chat freely.
Lin Yuan was a little nervous at first, but she got used to it later.
Boss Zheng and Brother Yun didn't go in for long. They walked out in less than 20 minutes. Behind them was Christian, dressed in black and wearing a black hat.
Christian was pushing a wheelchair with an old man sitting on it. His face was also covered and couldn't be seen at all. Lin Yuan could tell from the faint wrinkles on his skin.
"Mr. Luo Che, please stay," Lin Yuan heard Boss Zheng say in a fluent London accent.
"Zheng, I don't have a request for time, and I've shown my sincerity. I hope that one day in the future, our family will become your most loyal ally. "A cold voice traveled over. Lin Yuan shivered.
"It'll take a long time. I estimate it'll take at least ten years," Lin Yuan heard Boss Zheng's serious answer.
"We have almost endless patience."
"Then I'll leave first."
Zheng Ren smiled, turned around, and left Old Luo Che's side.
"Zheng!" Just as Zheng Ren walked to the elevator, Old Luo Che shouted.
"Hmm?"
Christian pushed the wheelchair in front of Zheng Ren.
A hand full of scars and wounds stretched out, trembling slightly. It was as if time was constantly bringing harm to this old man.
If scars were the medals of a man, then this old man was like a veteran. His body was full of medals, showing his courage to fight against fate.
"Please!" Old Luo Che said.
"Don't worry, I'll study it carefully." Zheng Ren smiled, reached out his hand, and shook Old Luo Che's hand.
Lin Yuan's eyelids trembled twice.
The visual impact of two completely different hands holding each other was simply too great. It gave Lin Yuan an inexplicable illusion.
"Zheng, I have a small gift for you," Old Luo Che said. "This year's Nobel Prize will be very fair."
"Thank you." Zheng Ren smiled.
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