Text Volume 710 Lend Me a Private Jet

The area is not too big, more than 400 square meters, with a garden and a swimming pool, and the most beautiful thing is that Qin Guan is his neighbor.

For Cong Nianwei who needs an independent design studio, this kind of residence is what their residence in the United States has.

The previous apartment was too narrow.

And the two decisive people were not hypocritical. After seeing the condition of the new house, they immediately decided to move their family here.

Everything is developing in a good direction, but there is only one thing that makes Qin Guan fall into distress.

Because the focus of work has shifted to China, as his two major trump cards for other work, he cannot give up the work of models and actors.

Especially in China, where qualifications and qualifications in the industry are still very important. These awards Qin Guan has won abroad naturally become the first important luggage he needs to pack back home.

Everything else is easy to say, what about the three windsurfing boards!

Check them in as bulky luggage, and go out on your way to the airport stevedores, not even an insurance company can find a policy to cover them.

This is no longer a matter that can be solved with money. Qin Guan has only one solution now, to find a chartered flight to fly domestically within a similar period of time, or to find one of the largest international logistics companies to consign the shipment.

In fact, according to Qin Guan's idea, find the UPS, and it will be over.

But every manager and assistant around him seriously criticized his behavior of taking the trophy as a bean bag.

In the end, He Ming, who was really entrusted by Sister Xue, found a private jet to fly to Asia.

And the owner of this plane is also a tycoon who can check Qin Guan's luggage for free, and even claims to know Qin Guan.

After hearing He Ming's request, they agreed without hesitation. It was nothing more than a short stopover at China's Capital Airport on a plane that was supposed to fly directly to the United Arab Emirates.

They also said that the diversion of the flight and the arrangement of the time are all handled by them, and this local tycoon in the United Arab Emirates has only one request, to meet with Qin Guan, and to discuss work with him in detail.

Qin Guan, who heard the response, was at a loss, and Qu Xuemei, who was afraid that her artistes would suffer, called Han Zhujiu from the Black Star Security Company when the agreed time came.

On the one hand, to save face in front of the real tyrants, on the other hand, when the situation is not good, you can still throw Han Zhujiu behind. It's hard to say, it's okay to delay for ten minutes.

Thus, a group of people met in this local tycoon's mansion in New York in such a daze.

Coincidentally, the home of the Arab sheikh is also on Long Island, but his mansion is a separate private territory surrounded by mountains and rivers, and the area is not too large, only 3.2 hectares.

Well, 32,000 square meters, less than the size of 100 Qin Guan villas, hehe, not big.

When Qin Guan and his party started to abandon the car from the gate, and were picked up by the gardener's sightseeing car, and walked along the park-like road paved with marble, Qin Guan in the car felt that he had spent a lot of money. A "luxury house" purchased for hundreds of thousands of dollars is nothing like a dilapidated shack on the side of the road.

The white caravan seemed to have a hint of sunshine. After going around for more than ten minutes, they saw the gate of this villa.

The pure European-style castle, with a Asian-style dome design and towering minaret, make this homely villa a bit more majestic.

The white stone statues of a beautiful girl holding a water bottle on the left and the right in front of the door are a bit like an ancient Chinese stone lion town house.

This made this pure gold-plated, golden door less a bit of nouveau riche's feeling for no reason, and also made it a bit more elegant.

The butler who opened the door was kind and professional. The sharp-eyed Qu Xuemei immediately noticed that this was a certified employee who graduated from a professional butler academy in the UK.

The group of people who just walked into the hall of this mansion discovered that there is another universe inside this mansion.

The Chinese tattoo pattern is regarded as the central pattern of the whole white floor, and is depicted in the center of the main hall.

Following the guidance of the butler, the more they walked in, the more they found the shadow of Chinese art everywhere.

What's more, the sharp-eyed Qin Guan found a lot of world-beautiful decorations on the side of the corridor. It seems that this mysterious Arab tycoon is also a collector of Chinese art.

When Qin Guan was brought into the final room, Qu Xuemei and Han Zhuojiu were kindly stopped outside the living room by two bodyguards wearing plaid turbans, standing alone in this big, somewhat exaggerated room. Qin Guan in the room finally saw the real face of this local tyrant.

There are two black circles on the white headscarf, and the young child insists on growing a beard for himself.

If it weren't for the fact that he was wearing white clothes, he would be as clean as a member of a Chinese family doing white affairs, but if he was a little dirty, he would look a bit useless.

His old spirit flipped the white turban on his arm back handsomely, and stretched out his hand towards the boss chair in front of Qin Guan.

"Mr. Qin, I have heard about you for a long time, please sit down!"

It's obviously a baby voice, but it's said in the most serious tone in the world, no matter how you hear it, it makes you want to laugh.

See the effect of Miss Lin Chiling, reading revolutionary poems is as ridiculous.

After all, it was the film king, Qin Guan controlled his facial muscles, and let his brain reflex suppress the smile, which merged with his calm expression.

The mysterious man from the UAE on the opposite side, after seeing Qin Guan gracefully sitting on the leather chair, the corner of his mouth couldn't help but twitch.

It can be seen that he is very happy with Qin Guan's arrival.

So, this inscrutable buddy started his self-boasting, ah no, self-introduction.

"Maybe Mr. Qin is very strange. You don't know me, but I am willing to help you, which is not a big favor."

"That's because we had a very pleasant contact in Las Vegas. Of course, I was in the backstage of the casino at that time, and you were my guest in the casino."

As soon as this Arab local tyrant reminded him, Qin Guan remembered that interesting incident.

No, it just won you a little money, so why don't you just pursue it when you get a chance? What about the local tyrants in the United Arab Emirates, isn't it tens of thousands of dollars? Give it to you, give it to you, okay?

Pickier than me.

Qin Guan's eyes seemed to be able to speak, and the little local tyrant opposite him immediately understood what the other party meant. (To be continued.)