Several people were sitting on the couch opposite Mr. Chen.
The leader was a young man in his mid-twenties and wearing a black suit.
Sitting on his left was a beautiful woman who looked to be about thirty-six or seventeen years old, wearing a light cheongsam, a mink shawl, and a top hat.
To the right of the young man is a young lady wearing a white shirt, black suit pants, and a small black tie around her neck.
On the single sofa on the other side, Vice Minister Xing of the Ministry of Foreign Affairs sat.
For him to accompany him here, it is obvious that the identities of these three people are also very extraordinary.
Vice Minister Xing sat quietly on the sofa and drank tea, as if the tea in his hand was a rare treasure that needed to be savored carefully.
And the performance of those three people at this time was also very intriguing.
The young man sat elegantly on the chair, his slender hands gently folded together, with a decent smile on his face.
Duoduo is a handsome young man from a wealthy family.
The woman slowly told Mr. Chen the reason for her visit, and Wu Nong's whisper seemed to be teasing Mr. Chen's ears.
Coupled with the slight twitching of the corners of women's eyes from time to time, those with poor concentration may lose their composure in public.
Shota's eyes were filled with resentment, and he looked at the woman from time to time, as if his eyes could spit out knives and cut the woman into pieces.
Outside the house stood several personal bodyguards wearing black vests, showing off their muscles to everyone from time to time.
Seeing this strange trio in front of him, Mr. Chen felt that everything was wrong with him: Judging from their appearance, these three people were just three lunatics.
It's just early autumn, and it's the time when autumn tigers are at their most ferocious.
The lowest temperature here in Kyoto is in the 20s. Sometimes when it gets hot at night, he wants to peel off his own skin.
But the three people in front of them are good, they are wearing suit jackets and mink shawls. Are they afraid that they will not get lice?
Mr. Chen was thinking in his heart, but his face was still serious: "How do you know about Qingshan Village?"
The woman pulled off a handkerchief from her cheongsam, covered her mouth with an elegant smile, and said in a long tone: "Mr. Chen~, of course we have our own methods. Today we came from the island just to talk about sending my children to Things about going to school in Qingshan Village.”
The woman's frankness made Mr. Chen look a bit suspicious. She was the first person to admit in front of him that she had investigated Qingshan Village.
But it also made him see how confident the three people in front of him were.
In recent years, as China's economy has continued to take off, their connection with the island has become even closer.
Even when the payment was proposed, the other party did not resist much.
At this time, everyone is in a careful running-in period, desperately trying to figure out each other's bottom line so that they can make reasonable arrangements.
Therefore, when it is possible to make a move, mainland China will never reject the other party's reasonable request.
However, Mr. Chen really encountered difficulties regarding Qingshan Village.
If he doesn't handle it well, will he become a sinner of China?
At this moment, Vice Minister Xing over there bent down slightly, picked up the teapot in front of him and poured himself another cup of tea.
This teapot was bought by Mr. Chen from Qingshan Village. Not only is it small and beautiful, but the key is that it heats up very quickly after being plugged in and can also keep heat.
But now is not the time to enjoy tea. Mr. Chen glared at Deputy Minister Xing’s head: Drink, drink, what’s good to drink? Are you a bucket?
But when Vice Minister Xing straightened up, he actually held the tea cup, shook his head left and right, and blew the tea slightly.
Mr. Chen: ""What are you pretending to be? You have such thick lips that you can't boil them with 200-degree boiling water, okay?
Suddenly, as if Mr. Chen had realized something, he looked at Deputy Minister Xing again, only to see him shaking his head from side to side again.
Knowing that Vice Minister Xing was giving him a wink, Mr. Chen immediately had a backbone and rejected the woman directly: "This is really not possible. I can't be the master of Qingshan Village."
Vice Minister Xing's tea spewed out with a pop, choking him and coughing: Why is this Old Chen getting more and more confused as he gets older? He just asked Old Chen to politely refuse, does he understand the politeness?
Although various domestic undertakings have made rapid progress in recent years, the confidentiality work is indeed very poor.
Just like these people, when they came, they directly made a request to study in Qingshan Village.
From his words, he seemed to know a lot about the affairs of Qingshan Village.
This made Deputy Minister Xing and the others feel terrified: How many people know about Qingshan Village now?
After hearing what Master Chen said and seeing Deputy Minister Xing's reaction, the woman felt confident and smiled sweeter than before: "Then Master Chen, can you help us introduce the leader of Qingshan Village?"
As soon as the word village master came out of his mouth, his domineering side was revealed. The woman frowned slightly, obviously feeling that this sentence was not in line with her elegant temperament.
In fact, the woman couldn't figure out why a place doing scientific research was named a bandit's den.
Sure enough, savages are savages, and no matter how advanced technology is, they can't get rid of the savagery in these people.
The woman thought as she softened her voice: "We don't have any other requirements. We just heard that the school on the mountain is very good, and we want to send my children there to learn more knowledge."
After a pause, the woman added: "As tuition, we are willing to invest in setting up factories in thirteen cities on your side."
Then, the woman's loving eyes fell on the little shot on the other side of the young man.
That gaze made Xiao Zhengtai move uneasily: He seemed to have been targeted by a poisonous snake just now!
Young Shota was just about to pull the tie around her neck, but was gently held down by the young man next to her.
Shota raised his head and saw the young man smiling reassuringly at him, and his tense nerves suddenly relaxed: "Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, he still has his third brother here."
Shota only stared at the young man but not at himself. A trace of resentment flashed in the woman's eyes: if she hadn't been able to give birth to a child.
The idea of spending money to send Mr. Zhengtai to school in Qingshan Village was brought up by that party.
Everyone knows that China's top technologies are said to be in the military research institutes.
Therefore, they only know that Qingshanzhai is an industrial park that produces accessories for the research institute.
It's just that this industrial park looks mysterious and is firmly protected by high technology, which makes people more and more curious.
And compared to the research institute that is protected by layers of layers, it can’t even be found geographically. Obviously Jin Qing's goal is bigger.
They had sent people to investigate Qingshan Village many times, but in the end, without exception, these people did not come back alive.
Therefore, they became more and more interested in Qingshan Village. After hearing that Qingshan Village was recruiting students, they immediately asked women and young men to bring Zhengtai over.
Mr. Chen looked at the woman's serious thinking profile, and his heart suddenly jumped wildly: Why does this woman's face look so familiar?
