Ten Thousand Rewards for the Fuji Angel
"Alright, since you've used your surname as a guarantee, what else can I say?" Professor Lai smiled and turned around to introduce his colleagues to William. "Mr. Devonshire, this is Tang Jianjun from the Jiangling Museum."
"Hello, Mr. Tang Shi, nice to meet you."
"Nice to meet you too, Mr. Devonshire."
"These two are Li Xingguo and Liu Changzheng from the Yongzhou Museum. The last one is Yang Wenshu from the Jingzhou Museum."
"Hello, Mr. Li, Mr. Liu, Mr. Yang, nice to meet all of you. I hope my people didn't neglect you these days."
"Haha, that's right. Not only did you not neglect us, but you even made us feel flattered. You can stay and eat in a five-star hotel, and you have a designated car. If you want anything, you just have to say it and it will be delivered within an hour. This treatment is even better than the State Guesthouse."
"You're too polite. It's my pleasure. You're all seniors who can't be hired even if you have money. As long as it's within my capabilities, I promise not to give you any discount." William made a few gestures with his hands and promised.
Seeing William's gestures, the professors laughed out loud. "Looks like you're really knowledgeable. You even know the gestures of our night market."
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry. I just like Chinese antiques, so I learned a little from my interest."
"Then your interest is really suitable for a tycoon like you. Apart from hobbies, the most important thing in collecting antiques is money. Only with money can you buy any antiques you like. I just hope you don't set your sights on the antiques in China. Otherwise, I don't know who will be able to compete with you," Professor Yang Wenshu said meaningfully.
"Don't worry about that. The good things I buy in China can't be taken out of China. Unless I can set up a private museum in China in the future, I might as well set my sights on the English nobles.
There are still a lot of Chinese antiques in Europe. In addition, my ability to make money is not bad, so there will definitely be a lot of things that I will have to trouble you with in the future. At the same time, I hope that everyone can teach me some real skills so that I won't be laughed at. "
With a request, William became very easy to talk to. Although his attitude didn't belittle himself at all, and even made people feel a little proud, his tone was lower.
Therefore, the five experts were very satisfied with William, who was fluent in Mandarin and could casually use idioms. His tone was very Celestial. "Sure, sure. If you're interested in learning, of course we're willing to teach you. We're just afraid that if we're too strict, you'll feel uncomfortable."
"I promise I won't fight back if you hit me or scold me," William promised casually.
"That's enough, that's enough. We're just interacting with each other. In this day and age, other than using some tricks on the disciples of closed doors, we only teach if we're interested. If you're not interested, then stay away. Moreover, us old guys don't dare to hit or scold you. Otherwise, we'll be criticized when we return to China. If your female fans find out, they might not even dare to go out in London."
"Haha, that's right. If you're not interested, then you should stay away. Otherwise, you'll be annoyed."
Taking advantage of the gap in the conversation, Abigail, who was behind William, reminded, "Boss, let's get in the car first. There's not much time left before the appointment with Baron Kabore. It'll be rude if we're late," Abigail reminded the five experts.
"There's not much time left. Let's set off early to avoid being rude."
William nodded and gestured for the experts to get in the car first. When the experts got in the Mercedes-Benz luxury minibus, he waved at Antonov who was not far away. He didn't seem to be in a hurry at all.
Antonov immediately trotted over and stood two meters away from William. He put his feet together and looked straight at him with a serious expression. He looked like he was about to salute.
Seeing this, William said in polar bear language, "You're not a member of the army now. You have to change this habit. Otherwise, anyone who sees you will know that you're a polar bear soldier."
"Understood, Boss," Antonov changed his posture, relaxed his shoulders, and spread his legs. He immediately looked like an old American secret service.
"Very good. Have you arranged your family?"
"They're all arranged in Switzerland. When we settle down here, we'll bring them over."
"Okay, send Abigail to the car first."
"Okay, Boss," Antonov nodded and turned around. He walked to a Maybach limousine and helped William open the door.
"Thank you," William thanked Antonov and helped Abigail, who was wearing an evening dress, get on the car. He then walked to 007, who had been waiting at the side.
He waved to Charlene and waited for her to walk to his side. William said to Craig, "Help me take care of this Miss Charlene. I want to see her after dinner and talk to you about something you're interested in. Is that okay?"
Craig smiled and shook his head, "Don't worry."
Looking at Craig who didn't care at all, William shook his head and said to Antonov who was beside him, "Follow her and be careful."
"Understood, Sir," Antonov nodded immediately.
These words made Craig's attitude immediately become serious. He had worked with William several times, so he didn't think that William was humiliating him. He felt that he, a super secret service, couldn't watch over a little girl. This was a warning to him not to capsize.
After watching William get into the car, the motorcade drove out of the airport. Craig turned his head and stared at Charlene who was surrounded by the four members of Antonov's team with great interest. He opened the door of his Aston Martin DB9.
"Let's go, Miss. Before that guy William sees you, I think we can have a good talk."
Charlene unwillingly watched William's car drive away. She couldn't understand how she was exposed. She thought that she could smoothly get close to William, but the reality made her, a rookie assassin who had just completed a mission, dumbfounded.
Didn't the intelligence say that William in Devonshire was a person who couldn't take a step forward when he saw a beauty? Why didn't he have the slightest bit of tenderness towards her?
She looked left and right at her situation. Just as she moved, she felt as if there was a thorn in her back. This feeling was even colder than the instructors she met in the training camp. She panicked and couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat. However, how could she let herself be captured without a fight?
Craig looked at the nervous Charlene and said with some amusement, "I advise you to be quiet. If you cause any trouble, I guarantee that you won't be able to leave London because the person waiting to see you is William in Devonshire. Not only are there many experts around him, he's also a guy who knows everything."
"If you want to sneak away, I guarantee that the four polar bears behind you who kill without blinking will let you understand how bad an assassin is after being exposed compared to an elite soldier. Moreover, these guys won't have the slightest bit of mercy for you."
After waiting for a few seconds and seeing that Charlene still didn't move, Craig reminded her, "You shouldn't be in danger. Otherwise, that guy William wouldn't have handed you over to me. Instead, he would have let the four people behind you take you to a secret detention point."
"So, please, beautiful lady." Craig pointed at the Aston Martin DB9.
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