Chapter 2231 Our Family Will Be Your Most Loyal Ally

"Boss, next time you talk to this group of vampires, please use Chinese or English." Su Yun said expressionlessly.

Zheng Ren glanced at Su Yun, then at Kerry, and forced a smile, "Kerry, I find it very difficult to speak in your native dialect."

With this sentence, Zheng Ren has already switched to English with a London accent.

Christian shrugged. It didn't matter to him what language the conversation was in.

"This matter is over, let's go see Lord Roche as soon as possible." Christian said.

"Yes." Zheng Ren reluctantly nodded.

Su Yun finally knew what these two guys were muttering about.

Old Luo Qie, that old guy in a wheelchair came to China!

Sure enough, as expected, something big happened!

Su Yun quietly walked into the crowd, went to the fire escape, and was about to pick up his mobile phone to call Fan Tianshui.

Although he knew that the possibility of accidents was unlikely, Su Yun still had a subtle fear of the descendants of this group of ancient families.

Especially that old Luo Qie, Su Yun felt that it would be inappropriate if Fan Tianshui was not around.

Zheng Ren knew that Su Yun had left, so he could guess what he was going to do. He looked at Su Yun and shook his head, indicating that it was all right. Su Yun looked at Zheng Ren suspiciously, and saw that he insisted, so he had no choice but to walk back.

After saying a few more words, Kerry made a gesture, and the president of Lanke Company in the distance left Vice President Yuan aside and trotted over.

"Master Kerry."

"We have to leave for a while." Christian said coldly.

"As you wish."

A few minutes later, Zheng Ren and Su Yun got into a classic car, the style of which was the same as the car made in the Alps.

Lin Yuan had been dumbfounded for a long time. She saw a slightly familiar face in the crowd. That was a big shot in Lanke Company, and he talked and laughed happily with his teacher at Harvard.

But outside the operating room, he hid among the crowd, like a drop of water falling into the ocean, ordinary as a passerby.

Is Boss Zheng's status so high? Lin Yuan was in a daze. Even a tenured professor at Massachusetts General Hospital would not receive such a high courtesy.

Although Christian brought her almost endless fear, with a woman's intuition, Lin Yuan could perceive his danger.

Forcibly suppressing the fear in his heart, Lin Yuan followed Boss Zheng not far behind.

At this time, she was like a little transparent, no one noticed her existence. It's just that Lin Yuan knew in his heart that the man in black had noticed him.

When Zheng Ren and Su Yun were about to get into the car, Lin Yuan mustered up his courage and ran over.

She didn't know if she was worried that Boss Zheng was in danger or something else, but she followed with a blank mind.

"It's not an operation, what are you doing?" Su Yun looked at Lin Yuan and said.

Lin Yuan was very nervous. Once again, she felt the gaze of the shadowed person next to Boss Zheng.

Like a knife, it will cut itself into countless pieces in the next second.

"I..." Lin Yuan barely said a word, and swallowed the rest.

"Go back." Su Yun scolded.

"..." Lin Yuan insisted on standing in front of Zheng Ren. She didn't know why she followed, it was a subconscious behavior.

"It's going to be fine, follow along." Zheng Ren smiled, and introduced to Christian: "She's a member of my medical team."

Kerry just shrugged and said nothing.

Several people filed into the car. There was a lot of space in the car. Lin Yuan sat in the corner, pressing his left hand on his right, resisting the urge to raise his right hand and put it in his mouth to bite his nails.

The curtains on the car window closed automatically, as if haunted, Lin Yuan was startled. She saw Boss Zheng talking and laughing happily with the weird guy in the black hood, as if they were familiar.

The communication between the two was in English, which Lin Yuan could understand.

It's just that she was too nervous and only heard some clips.

Boss Zheng seemed to be talking about some past things with that weird, mysterious guy, like an old friend.

Lin Yuan also noticed that the president of Lanke Company became a little transparent just like himself, sitting in the corner of the car, no one noticed.

Boss Zheng usually looks very withdrawn, but how could he have such a wide range of contacts? Lin Yuan was a little confused. This is something she can't figure out.

Half an hour later, I came to a hotel.

When they reached the top floor, Lin Yuan and the president of Lanke Company were stopped, and they stood bored in the corridor, watching Boss Zheng and Brother Yun disappear from their backs.

What is the point of following me? Lin Yuan didn't understand. It's just that at that time, I was really worried that Boss Zheng was in danger. This kind of mood seems a little ridiculous now.

This is the country, how could it be dangerous. Lin Yuan felt a little embarrassed, but then he was very happy to see the president of Lanke Company standing in the corridor just like himself.

He didn't seem to think that it was rude to treat him like this, and he started to chat with ease.

Lin Yuan was a little nervous at first, but later got used to it.

Boss Zheng and Brother Yun didn't go in for long, and walked out in less than twenty minutes. Followed by Christian in black and black hood.

Christian pushed a wheelchair on which sat an old man in his dying years. His face was also covered, so he couldn't see it at all. Lin Yuan judged it from the faintly exposed skin wrinkles.

"Mr. Luo Qie, please stop." Lin Yuan heard Boss Zheng speak in a fluent London accent.

"Zheng, I don't ask for time, and I have paid sincerity. I hope that one day in the future, our family will become your most loyal ally." A cold voice came, and Lin Yuan shuddered.

"It's a long time, I think it will be at least ten years." Lin Yuan listened to Boss Zheng's serious answer.

"We have almost infinite patience."

"Then I'll go first."

Zheng Ren left behind a smile, turned around and left Lao Luoqie's side with Su Yun.

"Zheng!" Old Luo Qie shouted just as Zheng Ren walked to the elevator entrance.

"Um?"

Christian pushed the wheelchair to Zheng Ren.

A hand full of scars and trauma stretched out, trembling slightly. It seems that the years have brought harm to this old man all the time.

If scars are the medals of a man, then this old man is like a veteran, with medals all over his body, showing his courage against fate.

"Please!" Old Roche said.

"Please don't worry, I will study it carefully." Zheng Ren smiled, stretched out his hand, and shook hands with Lao Luoqie.

Lin Yuan's eyelids trembled twice.

The two completely different hands were held together, the visual impact was simply too great, causing an inexplicable illusion in Lin Yuan's heart.

"Zheng, there is another small gift for you." Old Luo Qie said, "This year's Nobel Prize will be fair."

"Thank you." Zheng Ren smiled.