At this moment, Fang Ran looked at Ebul in front of him with tears in tears.

My god, has even foreigners finally come here for the sake of their reputation?

Can I go home tonight?

"You, you..."

Fang Ran's mouth twitched and shrank into the boss's chair. Looking at the foreign friend who had just been like a hero in Liangshan who had just robbed the law, and shouted "Wait!" in Chinese, he thought in cold sweat.

he.....

Is this dissatisfied with me dropping down his partner in charge of supporting roles?

However, Eibul, who was standing opposite, was already stunned.

He really didn't expect and did not understand why he saw such things in China, here in the hands of this young man who looked very ordinary.

The last time I saw it was at the starting point in the northern part of the Cordillera Mountains, near Alaska, the entire area almost counted as a small city in the Fister Empire Manor.

At the ten-year grand event that night.

At the end of the tip of the cut surface, the mountains, water flows, and dragons spread out from the bottom, as if they grew and intertwined, forming a slender and graceful body of a precious metal mixed with gold and other precious metals.

The mountains are hard, the water flow rotates softly, and the dragon-shaped giant claws are lifelike. Three completely different styles are carved and inlaid by diamonds and jadeite gems, and finally bloom in the head of the stick!

Cast that huge crimson crystal!

Eble looked straight at the scepter that was almost shrouded in a layer of golden magnificent mist. Not to mention this appearance except for him, the core top leaders of Fisterd, which almost no one knew about, was discovered from the rise of Fisterd at the top, and the unparalleled natural blood-red crystal that ruled out all the possibilities of fraud.

Eble knew clearly from the first moment that this was the one he had seen in the hands of the master of Fistelder last time, a symbol of the highest status of the O'Brien family.

——Scarlet Queen.

Impossible, why is it here!?

Able's heart was filled with storm, but he was in the high position of Fisteld's general manager in charge of the entire Asian industry. He quickly reflected, but he could not hide his shocked eyes. He looked at the Scarlet Queen on the table and left the room without saying a word.

Fang Ran was confused by his actions behind the desk, and finally lowered his head and looked at the crimson scepter in front of him, slightly ecstatic...

Outside the corridor, Ebul looked anxious. He quickly came to a corner and asked the Chinese woman who had been waiting outside:

"Start the satellite channel and apply for my private line, fast, use your fastest speed!"

"I see."

She replied calmly and simply. Less than a minute later, Eble brought his headphones, looked at the silver communication device in her hand, took a deep breath, and dialed a 22-digit number with a serious expression.

Only they are the highest-level Fistelder, and only no more than thirty people in the million employees know the numbers.

The communication was silently connected, and a majestic old man with silver beard appeared in front of the crimson curtains on the screen, and the mountain-like voice opened:

"Rockefeller, there seems to be no reason for you to make this call at this time."

"I'm sorry, sir."

Ebul immediately bowed slightly to apologize, but he immediately spoke with a serious expression and a serious voice.

"I know this time shouldn't disturb your rest, but I'm in China..."

"See your cane."

The old man with silver beard had a slight pupil, and then calmed down as if he had not fluctuated, and nodded:

"Well, I understand. I will send you the following commands through a message."

Then the communication was broken and the screen was pitch black.

Eble is unknown so why...don't you tell me what to do immediately?

Just when he was confused, a line of text lit up on the communicator.

-'Take the communicator to the person you meet, and make sure he is the only one nearby'-

Drive away everyone, including yourself?

He was slightly stunned and felt a little nervous, but Eble took a deep breath, took the communication device from the woman who was also a translator who followed him, and walked into the office again.

"Sorry, please let me know, I will pay you enough compensation later."

He nodded gently, and then Eble signaled to the female bodyguard and stopped the people outside the door.

He walked into the office alone.

Assistant Xiao Wang just pushed someone out and looked at the foreigner in confusion why he came back.

Fang Ran, who was thinking in the house with a vicissitudes of life, "How many people are there? Should I run away? Will it affect the reputation of Sister Fusu Hospital? But after finally not having to handle official duties, why did he pretend to be a psychologist here again?" Fang Ran, who saw Ebul walk in again and closed the office door, was stunned for a moment.

But before Fang Ran could speak, Eble put down the confidential communication device of Fisteld's characteristic, and then saluted slightly to make sure that Fang Ran was the only one in the room, then walked out and closed the door.

"Uh...what is he doing..."

Fang Ran was confused by Ebul's strange behavior. He took the flat-like thing that Ebul put down, and blinked his eyes and spoke strangely:

"So he gave me this...!?"

Fang Ran, who was just thinking about whether the other party was thrusting his brain and gave him this very high-end "tablet" for a second and was instantly captured when he appeared on the communication and decoration camera.

The dark screen lights up.

A girl with silver-gray hair wearing tortoiseshell glasses and looking slim and weak, sitting on the sofa with an unknown crimson gold handrail.

He seemed a little embarrassed to rub his snow-white legs under his gorgeous skirt, and looked at Fang Ran with a slightly red face, as if he wanted to muster up the courage, but he stopped talking.

Fang Ran, who was sitting behind the desk, was stunned when he saw her and looked at the crimson scepter in front of him.

Then I suddenly understood everything just now.

Putting away the other expressions on his face, Fang Ran sighed helplessly.

He relaxed, supported his body with one hand on the desk, supported his cheeks, lowered his calm eyes, and looked at the silver-haired girl on the screen.

He sighed in a tone that was slightly different from his usual funny and complaining:

"So pretending to be like this, do you want me to think it's better to call you Monica?"

He sighed softly as if he was chatting with an old acquaintance who had been reunited for a long time, with a slightly helpless tone.

Hearing this sentence, the silver-haired girl wearing tortoiseshell glasses on the screen lowered her head and curled the corners of her mouth, and then her temperament was as shattered.

It became another aura.

She took off the tortoiseshell glasses casually and threw them away gently. Wen Ruo's temperament just now disappeared.

Instead, she was replaced by a strong arrogance like a queen. She curled her lips and chuckled, and she casually spread her long silver-gray hair. Her silver-gray pupils were filled with unknown smiles and looked at Fang Ran, chuckling and speaking:

"Long time no see, night crow."

The response to her was the young man's sigh that raised his eyes:
Chapter completed!