Chapter 319:

After wiping the cold sweat on his head, Sean let out a long breath.

How could you dream of such a horrible thing!

Sean couldn't help but shudder at the thought of that orange-skinned old face opening his mouth wide and biting him.

What the hell!

It was impossible to go back to sleep, so I lay down for a while and then got up.

While eating breakfast, she was still taking a breather. Lorraine looked over in surprise, wondering how such a heartless person could not sleep well!

Strange!

I packed my things, got on my special plane, and flew all the way to London.

In the sky, Sean slept again. In order to sleep peacefully, he forcibly locked Lorraine in the room with him.

The beauty is keeping the house, but the old witch won't come!

When I woke up, I was already in the sky over Europe.

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On the other side, Rockefeller's office is paying attention to Sean's schedule.

David arranged for his men to remind him of the time and made a phone call.

As soon as the call was connected, old man David said gloatingly: "Boy, you are crazy. Don't you know that women, especially old women, are the most unreasonable creatures?"

"I'm sure that if you prevent this old woman from getting off the stage, hey, hey, this old woman will go crazy and do anything."

"Are you prepared to be pestered by this 61-year-old woman who has only a few days to live and die together?"

In a word, Sean couldn't help but think of that dream again, and his body shivered uncontrollably.

"No, it's not that exaggerated!" Sean himself felt that he lacked confidence when he spoke.

"Guess what this 61-year-old woman can do for her own reputation? A woman, that's a woman, and she is an old woman who has defeated those old-fashioned men who call themselves gentlemen!"

hiss!!!

After Sean took a deep breath for Global Heating, he asked in a low voice: "She called you!?"

"Sure!" Old Man David didn't hide anything. "But I shied away. I can't control you brat. However, I still have to warn you if you need to."

"With the British character of succeeding more than failing, coupled with an old woman who has lost her mind, tsk tsk, you'd better have some sense of proportion."

"Also, have you discussed it with that monkey king?" Old man David said in a positive tone: "Oh, your stick is going to stick in the old woman's throat. When the time comes, tsk tsk!"

What a crappy metaphor!

Is this something that a grandpa can say?

Sean scratched his teeth after hearing this, it was so disgusting.

However, the stick must have dug deep.

"So, old man, what do you think?" Sean thought it would be better to ask the old man for advice.

Back then, I killed the boss and the second child secretly. The old man really had a lot of skills.

"I think?" The old man thought for a while, "When you meet this old woman in private, you might as well be tougher and let her take the matter seriously. Then you can relax a little at the press conference and go back and forth on the old woman's bottom line.

Try it again and again. In this way, as long as you don't insert the knife very hard, the old woman will understand the appropriateness of doing things."

"When the mud mud incident happens, the old woman will be more tolerant."

"There is an old saying in China, the principle of doing things is to be deep and shallow!"

God is so deep and shallow!

Sean had an old saying stuck in his throat and said, "That's called Zhang Yi, which is the way of civility and martial arts. Besides, when you call someone an old woman, don't you know how old you are? You are 10 years older than the old woman."

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"You brat, say it again!" Old David immediately became angry.

"Yes, yes, you are young. No matter how I look at you, old man, you have ulterior motives." Sean said meaningfully, touching his chin.

"Why is my purpose impure?"

"I feel like you are constantly pushing past that old woman's bottom line in preparation for splitting the horse!" Sean snorted.

"It's up to you whether you want to or not." Old David laughed heartily, as if he was holding his own.

"Really, he is a treacherous and slippery person!" Sean gritted his teeth and sighed.

The matter was settled like this. On the other side, old man David called the female prime minister and said, "I have persuaded him, but I am not sure of the effect. But after all, he is a son of the family, and he agreed to meet you in advance."

The female Prime Minister let out a sigh of relief.

As long as she can negotiate, she is very confident in her ability to negotiate.

Well, it was an accident with the rabbit. She still didn't believe it. He was just a little brat and he couldn't handle it himself.

The Golden Palace circled twice over the very naughty London Airport before it began to land.

Many reporters have heard of this Golden Palace but have never seen it with their own eyes. This time they finally got a glimpse of the whole thing, with the golden fuselage shining brightly in the sun.

This is an arrogant master!

Sean stepped off the plane. There were no reporters below, but there were people looking furtively in the distance, and there were people holding things in their hands.

All I can say is that they are London's paparazzi, they are so damn pervasive.

However, Sean has Sean's rules. His photos are strictly prohibited from appearing in any media without his permission.

Under the plane, several men in suits were waiting. When they saw Sean getting off, they came over immediately.

"Stop!" Torre led others to stop him.

Several British men were blocked outside and looked very unhappy. Sean just glanced at them and stopped looking at them. He walked towards his lengthened Lincoln.

He knows who it is.

Seeing that Sean was not paying any attention to them, several men became anxious, and the leader shouted loudly: "Wait a minute, Mr. Sean, the Prime Minister asked us to pick you up, please don't waste time!"

Sean paused, turned around and walked back.

The man raised his brows slightly, and couldn't help but feel proud. No matter how good he pretended to be, he didn't immediately hear the Prime Minister's summons...

Sean waved his hand, and Torre and others got out of the way.

"Don't waste time!?" Sean had a cold face, stretched out his hand and hit the leader's chest hard, "Don't waste anyone's time!?"

"That's your British Prime Minister, what does it have to do with me!" Sean clicked and the man took a step back.

Seeing that the other party dared to be angry but dared not speak, Sean sneered, turned around and left.

I want to give the old woman a show of strength.

A group of people from Downing Street could only watch Sean's motorcade drive away.

All the way to the hotel, in the car, the old woman called.

The old woman was a little anxious before. It took Old David a whole night to reply to her message. After receiving the message, she immediately sent someone to pick up Sean at the airport.

She was afraid that Sean would meet reporters at the airport. She knew the virtues of British tabloid reporters very well. There was nothing they dared not ask and there was nothing they dared not report.

Any photo can tell a story for you.

In fact, this was true for everyone. Just when Sean reached out to yell at someone, there was someone dozens of meters away taking photos with excitement.

It is foreseeable that by noon at the latest, the freshly-baked newspapers will be spread in London!

Lorraine picked up the phone, looked at Sean and smiled, and handed the phone over.

Sean raised his chin, and Lorraine understood what he meant.

"Okay, Mr. Sean has time and will arrive on time."

After hanging up the phone, Lorraine looked at Sean and asked, "You are too disrespectful. After all, this is the Prime Minister's Office."

"I give him face, why the hell doesn't he want to give me face." Sean snorted, "I have to let them know that I don't give face, so that the old woman doesn't have any expectations that she shouldn't have."

"You came to scare me in my dreams last night. It was really despicable, shameless, and evil!" Sean muttered with great resentment.

Lorraine rolled her eyes and the corners of her mouth hung uncontrollably.

On the plane, she heard Sean talk about the dream and was stunned on the spot.

Considering Sean's lecherous character, this incident really caused a huge blow, so it's no wonder he has so much resentment.

After arriving at the hotel and settling in for a while, Sean was actually not tired at all.

After delaying for some time, I got in the car again and headed straight to Downing Street.

"Boss, there's someone following you." Not far after driving out, Torre's serious voice sounded in the car.

Sean was stunned for a moment, and then he thought of what was going on.

"Ignore them, they must be paparazzi, what the hell!" Sean cursed. In the United States, would a reporter dare to follow him in a car blatantly?
To be continued...