A waiter walked up to the two gentlemen with a tray. Zhou Jinru picked up two glasses of champagne and handed one to Camus. The chief took it in his hand.
"You are not the first person to talk to me like this. It seems that you all don't like people like me. I'm a little curious. Can you clear up my doubts?"
Camus took a sip of wine, looked straight ahead, and said calmly: "The people in charge of the Great Knights are humans, and your power is far beyond the limits of humans. You have to know that no one will like a boss who suddenly lands in the air. , even if you do nothing, some people will think you are an eyesore.”
Zhou Jinru said calmly: "No wonder the board of directors of the Federation of Commerce threatened me."
Camus breathed out: "The era of the terminator has passed. Humanity has gained freedom and no longer needs defenders."
His tone sounded extremely lonely.
Zhou Jinru smiled and shook his head: "You were warning me just now, but now you are sighing for the defenders."
"It's hard for me to explain this feeling to you. The existence of defenders is to protect human beings. The first thing that doesn't need defenders is human beings. I'm just lamenting that many things cannot be explained by common sense. Only stories are needed. Logic, human choice does not require it.”
When Zhou Jinru said this, he understood that there were two opposing emotions in the chief knight's heart. One was that he wanted to become a more powerful defender to fulfill his duties, and the other was that humans no longer needed defenders. What he did made no sense.
It seems that the impact of the Terminator incident has always been there, even now...
Suddenly, Zhou Jinru's expression froze, and his appearance attracted Camus' attention.
"What’s wrong with you?"
The man drank the champagne in the glass in one gulp and sighed: "Fortunately it's just low-alcohol champagne, otherwise I would have fallen down after just one sip."
"Alcohol allergy?"
"I just can't drink."
Camus said seriously: "It's easy to get drunk with champagne."
Zhou Jinru looked at the empty wine glass: "Will the party organizer let the guests get drunk easily?"
The chief was silent for a few seconds, raised his glass and drank the champagne: "You are right."
At this time, a harsh taunt came: "The Lord Knight is still too kind to these infected people, and he still allows them to become knights and participate in the competition?"
Zhou Jinru frowned slightly, and the chief also looked over, only to see a lady wearing traditional Eastern costumes. Her words attracted more people's attention.
Someone said: "Ms. Yu, there are differences between Dongguo's and Casimir's policies on infected people. The two countries have different views."
"who is she?"
Susan was the first to say: "The members of the envoy from the Grand Knights from the Eastern Kingdom come from the very mysterious Organizational Academy of the Eastern Kingdom."
"The reason she is really dissatisfied is that her mission target was sent to Rhode Island Pharmaceutical Company. The latter is a distinguished guest of the Grand Knights. The Eastern Kingdom mission has no chance to take action, otherwise it will cause a very serious diplomatic turmoil."
Zhou Jinru pinched his chin. He thought of the little girl Linglan who was given to Kelxi by Xiaolin and his wife. It seemed that the problem involved him.
"No one can be sure that he will never become infected. Sometimes fate plays a very cruel joke."
The volume of his words was not low, and the lady Yu naturally heard him.
The Dongguo woman said rudely: "Infected people are all damn trash. If I am unfortunate enough to become an infected person, I will commit suicide immediately!"
Zhou Jinru wanted to say something more, but Camus stopped him and whispered: "She came for me."
"I hope you can keep your word."
Another cold voice responded forcefully.
Ms. Yu's face changed slightly, and she suddenly found a Yanguo man with long golden hair staring at her.
She said coldly: "I remember what you said, Yanguo people."
As she spoke, the Dongguo woman turned and left.
Zhou Jinru blinked, not knowing what to say. He saw an acquaintance and turned to Camus and asked, "Have you invited any guests from the Yan Kingdom?"
"Yes, the envoy from the Yan Kingdom just arrived today, do you need me to introduce it to you?"
"No, thank you, we know each other."
The man left Susan and Camus behind and walked straight towards the Yanguo man. Unexpectedly, the latter turned around and left with a straight face, without any intention of staying.
Looking at this scene, Susan opened her mouth wide and didn't react for a long time.
Camus next to him cast a sympathetic look.
Poor little fox.
…
"Jingzhe, why are you walking so fast?"
"Miss Jingzhe, long time no see."
"I miss you."
The blonde girl paused, looked at the man who was catching up with an expressionless expression, and said calmly: "I'm sorry, do we know each other?"
Zhou Jinru looked at her in surprise: "Have you lost your memory?"
It's impossible. There is obviously anger in Jingzhe's mood. She is angry about something. She must be angry to say she doesn't know her.
"You just lost your memory!"
Jingzhe kicked him and continued to walk forward until he left the gathering place and came outside. He stretched out his hand to stop the cars, but no car was willing to stop.
It was impossible to come here to attend the party without a special car to pick him up. Moreover, Jingzhe was also a member of Yanguo's envoy.
It's just that she was going crazy and just wanted to leave quickly, but haste makes waste. It was during the evening rush hour, and no car was willing to stop.
But at this moment, a taxi pulled over and stopped.
The man had already passed her, walked to the taxi, opened the door, and made a gesture of invitation.
She didn't know how long it would take to find a car, and the Yanguo girl didn't want to show up on the street in an evening dress. Many cameras had already turned around, and even if she didn't want to, there was nothing she could do.
Jingzhe glared at the man and got into the car. Before she could speak, Zhou Jinru was already sitting in the back seat.
"Where to go?"
Jingzhe reported an address.
"I'll go there too."
The driver's voice sounded familiar, and Jingzhe couldn't remember where he had heard it.
The driver glanced through the rearview mirror: "Did you have a fight?"
One is wearing a tuxedo and the other is wearing an evening gown. It seems that the relationship is stiff, but in fact it cannot reach this point without a foundation of love.
Jingzhe said coldly: "No, I don't know him."
"She was angry."
The driver sounded like someone who had come before: "You are a man, please let her go."
Jingzhe said angrily: "I really don't know him!"
"She is my fiancée. There was a conflict today, so..."
"Who is your fiancée?!"
"You, you won't want me anymore, will you?"
This guy!
Why is it like dog skin plaster? !
Jingzhe was embarrassed and annoyed. When she left Rhode Island, she talked so beautifully. A few months later, she never imagined that she would connect to Rhode Island's communication software when she arrived at the Grand Knight's Territory, open a group chat, and start a lightning strike. A photo of an intimate person with a Kuranta operator came into view.
There must be a limit to your loveliness. Jingzhe felt that he was generous enough, but what did he get in exchange for being generous?
