"Mr. Sulla, please prepare. We are going to attend an impromptu meeting that may take a long time."
"You will be attending on behalf of the Golden Buddha Foundation."
From the words of his enchanting female assistant, Sula could tell that those who could attend the next meeting should be of the same level as the Golden Buddha Consortium.
In other words, this is an internal meeting of the Z7 Alliance.
Thinking of this, Sula's heart became even more gloomy.
Recently he had attended a number of meetings that he was not qualified to attend given his current status.
For example, yesterday he was invited to attend a meeting about the "Principality of Luke".
Sulla had no idea who those people were.
He didn't even know why the Principality of Luke, a small European country that he had only heard of and never been to, was mentioned in such a ghastly manner by those people.
From what those people said, it seemed like something very serious had happened to Luke?
Thinking of this, Sura picked up his phone and searched for news about Luke. Of course, he found nothing.
Sura then searched for air tickets from Tianxiang to the Principality of Luke.
Still not found.
Could it be that the sky has not opened a route to Luke?
Sulla changed several areas and searched again, but still couldn't find it.
It's as if the Principality of Luke doesn't have an airport at all.
Sulla became more and more curious about this little-known European country.
A moment later, he followed his charming female assistant into the elevator and headed underground to the Golden Buddha Consortium.
When the elevator stopped midway, Sura was led to change into clothes with two different patterns painted on them.
One of the patterns Sula knows is the water moon script of Yunzhou Saint Monk, one of the Seven Sacred Monks of Astrology.
Then he got on another elevator and continued underground.
This time, Sura and his female assistant were not the only ones in the elevator. A tall middle-aged man in his fifties with half a head of silver hair looked at Sura directly.
Sura didn't dare to respond to the middle-aged man's gaze at all.
He knew this middle-aged man. He was the younger brother of the Buddha of the current Celestial Buddha Kingdom, Master Li'er, and a prince-level figure in the country.
Facing this kind of person, Sulla instinctively wanted to avoid him.
But the other party didn't seem to want to let him go. The middle-aged man looked at Sula and smiled coldly and said, "The wild duck flew up the branch and turned into a phoenix?"
Sura smiled awkwardly and said nothing.
Seeing Sura like this, the man said even more unscrupulously: "Those who come out of the muddy ground can never make it to the table. Even if they change their clothes, they still can't cover up the smell of muddy legs on their bodies."
Sura scratched his head but still said nothing.
But her assistant spoke: "Mr. Sulla, Prince Leer's past life environment has caused him to have little emotional intelligence in dealing with people since he was a child, so he never takes into account the feelings of others when he speaks."
"But today is different. He needs a lesson in front of you. You can give His Highness a slap in the face. Believe me, nothing will happen."
Sura smiled coquettishly, "Forget it, he may not be talking about me."
After hearing this, Lier and the female assistant looked at each other in the elevator, their expressions almost equally cold.
The elevator continues to go down.
Suddenly, Leer asked: "Director Sura, Lord Buddha is about to abdicate. I wonder which His Highness the Buddha do you like?"
Is it possible to answer this casually?
Of course Sura still smiled and said nothing.
The female assistant on the side couldn't help but sarcastically said: "I may disappoint you. Our directors will not think highly of Yuhan."
Lear was about to fight back, but the elevator door opened at this time.
It can be seen that both Lear and the female assistant suddenly became a little nervous.
A group of three people got out of the elevator. After some inspection, they were taken to a conference room.
The conference room was very empty, with a round conference table.
There are seven seats at the table.
Sulla glanced at Li'er and found that the celestial prince walked to the wall of the conference room and sat down very consciously.
In other words, in today's meeting, this prince is not even qualified to sit at the table.
Seeing the female assistant put her nameplate on the round conference table, indicating that she had a place there, Sula felt even more panicked.
He pretended to be calm and looked at the inconspicuous seats beside the wall of the conference room, and found that the prince was looking at him with a sneer on his face.
About twenty minutes later, some people came into the conference room.
Most people could only sit by the wall, and only seven people could sit at the table.
Seven people who clearly come from different parts of the world.
Looking at the nameplates in front of them, Sura knew that these people represented the other six companies of the Z7 Alliance.
And it seemed that they were very familiar with each other, but he was the new one.
The female assistant handed an earphone to Sura and said, "Someone will translate what these people say for you, don't worry."
Sura took the earphones and put them in his hands. Suddenly, he found that his palms were full of sweat.
The meeting starts in ten minutes.
Organized by a man wearing a mask.
The man turned on screencasting and showed a picture of a person on the big screen in the conference room.
Photo of a very young oriental man.
As soon as he looked at the photo, Sula heard the sound of his breathing suddenly becoming rapid.
He found that the other people sitting at the circular conference table involuntarily looked away.
To be precise, except for Sura himself, the other six people all lowered their heads at the same time when the photo appeared.
For the first second, Sura felt a little strange.
But in the second second he understood that these people were afraid.
These representatives of the Z7 Alliance, at this moment, dare not even look at a person's photo.
This was the first time Sura knew that a person's photo could have such a strong deterrent effect.
Sura turned to look at the big screen. He looked at the man carefully. He was a gentle young man with calm eyes and a faint smile on his lips.
Dressed in white clothes, with a white cloth bag on his body and a pair of gold-rimmed glasses on his nose, he looked quite elegant.
Bang!
Suddenly, there was a strange noise in the conference room.
Sulla heard the sound and looked over, only to see the chair behind Prince Leer overturning to the ground. He himself was slumped on the ground with a bloodless face, staring at the photos on the big screen and muttering: "I, I *you* Got a *…”
"You are, you are so bold!"
It was Prince Lear's move that interrupted the desperate silence in the conference room.
From the "Prophet Society", a man wearing a white robe chatted very fast.
In Sura's earphones, the translator said in time: "Why are you showing such shocking photos in the middle of the night?"
"Is it fun to be scary?! Turn it off quickly!"
The man wearing the mask spread his hands and took off the mask on his face.
As soon as I saw his face, panic broke out in the conference room!
Some people even got up and left immediately!
That person is Sun Yupu.
"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha!"
Sun Yupu laughed so hard that he fell forward and backward. He laughed and said, "I, I, Sun Yupu, am so virtuous and capable!"
"You can actually scare all the big guys here like this?"
"Ha ha ha ha!"
Sula heard the name Sun Yupu two days ago.
It was in that meeting about Luke's principality.
A black man pointed at the photo on the big screen, then pointed at Sun Yupu and started jabbering.
It could be seen that the big brother was very angry, and his dark face turned red when he shouted.
Sura's headset translated: "That person wants to kill you!"
"Don't you dare take us with you!"
"He also said a few swear words, which were pretty strong, so I won't translate them."
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