v3 Chapter 2234： Our family will be your most loyal ally

"Boss, next time you talk to this group of vampires, please use Chinese or English." Su Yun said blankly.

Zheng Ren glanced at Su Yun and glanced at Kerry, and squeezed a smile, "Kerry, I find it difficult to talk in your native language."

Alas, Zheng Ren has switched to English in London accent.

Christian shrugged, and it didn't matter to him what language to talk to.

"This is the end of the matter, we will see Lord Roche as soon as possible." Christian said.

"Um." Zheng Ren nodded reluctantly.

Wu Suyun finally knew what the two goods were mumbling about.

Old Roche, the old guy in a wheelchair came to China!

Sure enough, as guessed, there are big things!

Wu Suyun walked into the crowd silently, went to the fire prevention channel, and was ready to pick up his mobile phone to call Fan Tianshui.

Although it is unlikely that something happened, Su Yun still has a very subtle fear of the descendants of this ancient family.

Especially the old Roche, Su Yun felt that Fan Tianshui was always inappropriate if he was not around.

Zheng Zhengren knew that Su Yun had left and could guess what he was going to do. He looked at Su Yun, shook his head, and signaled that he was fine. Su Yun looked at Zheng Ren in doubt and saw that he persisted and had to walk back again.

He said two more words, then Kerry made a gesture, and the president of Lanke Company in the distance threw Deputy Yuan Yuan aside and ran over.

"Master Kerry."

"We're leaving," Christian said coldly.

"As you wish."

A few minutes later, Zheng Ren and Su Yun got into a classic car in the same style as the one made in the Alps.

Tong Linyuan had been stupid for a long time, and she saw a slightly familiar face in the crowd. That was a big guy at Lanco, talking and laughing with his teacher at Harvard.

But outside the operating room, he hid in the crowd, as if a drop of water fell into the sea, ordinary like a passerby.

Is Bo Zheng's status so high? Lin Yuan was a little shy. Even a tenured professor at the Massachusetts General Hospital would not receive such a high degree of courtesy.

Although Cristian brought her almost endless fear, Lin Yuan was able to perceive his danger with the instinct of a woman.

Forcibly suppressed his inner fear, Lin Yuan was not far behind Boss Zheng.

At this time she was like a little transparent, no one noticed her existence. It was only Lin Yuan's heart that the man in black noticed himself.

When Zheng Ren and Su Yun were about to get on the car, Lin Yuan rushed forward with courage.

She didn't know if she was worried that Boss Zheng was in danger or something else, anyway, her head followed blankly.

"It's not surgery, what are you following?" Su Yun looked at Lin Yuan and said.

Tong Linyuan was very nervous, and she felt once again the gaze of the man whose face was in the shadow around Boss Zheng.

He is like a knife, and will cut himself into countless pieces in the next second.

"I ..." Lin Yuan reluctantly said a word, and the rest of the words were swallowed back.

"Go back," Su Yun scolded.

"..." Lin Yuan insisted on standing in front of Zheng Ren. She didn't know why she had to follow, it was a subconscious act.

"Nothing will happen, follow along." Zheng Ren smiled and introduced to Christian: "She is a member of my medical team."

Kerry just shrugged and didn't say anything.

A few mermaids walked into the car, and there was a lot of space in the car. Lin Yuan was sitting in the corner, pressing his left hand on his right hand, curbing his right hand to lift up and reach his mouth to bite his nails.

的 The curtains on the car window closed automatically, like a haunt, Lin Yuan was startled. She saw Boss Zheng talking and laughing with that eccentric guy in a black hood, as if familiar.

交流 The communication between the two is in English, and Lin Yuan can understand.

It's just that she's too nervous and only heard some clips.

Boss Zheng Zheng seems to be talking to that weird, mysterious guy about some old things, like an old friend.

Tong Linyuan also noticed that the president of Lanke became as transparent as himself, sitting in the corner of the car, and no one noticed.

老板 Boss Zheng usually looks very lonely, but how can he be so extensive? Lin Yuan was a little confused. This is something she couldn't figure out.

After half an hour, came to a hotel.

When I reached the top floor, Lin Yuan and the president of Lanke were stopped, and they stood in the corridor bored, watching the back of boss Zheng and Yun Geer disappear.

的 What's the point of following me? Lin Yuan wondered. At that time, I was really worried that Boss Zheng was in danger. This mood now seems a bit ridiculous.

This is domestic, how could it be dangerous. Lin Yuan felt embarrassed, but then he was very happy to see that the president of Lanke was standing in the corridor just like himself.

He didn't seem to think that it was rude to treat himself like this, and began to talk freely.

Tong Linyuan was a little nervous at first, but he got used to it later.

Boss Zheng and Yuner didn't go in for a long time. They walked out in less than twenty minutes. Behind him was Christian wearing a black suit and black cap.

Christian pushed a wheelchair with an old man with a wind candle on it. His face was also covered, and he couldn't see it at all, Lin Yuan judged from the wrinkles on the skin that was faintly exposed outside.

"Mr. Roche, please stay away." Lin Yuan heard Boss Zheng speaking in a fluent London accent.

郑 "Zheng, I have no time requirements, and I have given my sincerity. I hope that in the future, our family will become your most loyal ally." A cold voice came, Lin Yuan shivered.

"It's a long time, I guess it will take at least ten years." Lin Yuan heard Boss Zheng answer very seriously.

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Zheng Zhengren left a smile, turned around and Su Yun left the old Roche.

"Zheng!" Luo Zheng shouted when Zheng Ren walked to the elevator.

"Ok?"

Christian pushed a wheelchair to Zheng Ren.

疤 A scarred, traumatized hand stretched out, shaking slightly. It seems as if the years are not hurting this old man all the time.

If the wound is a man's medal, then the old man is like a veteran, full of medals, showing his courage to fight against fate.

"Come on!" Said old Roche.

"Please rest assured, I will study it carefully." Zheng Ren smiled, stretched out his hand, and shook Lao Luoqie.

Lin Linyuan's eyelids shook twice.

Holding two completely different hands together, the visual impact was simply too great, which gave Lin Yuan an inexplicable illusion.

"Zheng, there is a small gift for you," said Old Roche. "This year's Nobel Prize will be fair."

"Thank you." Zheng Ren smiled.

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