Super Master

When Chu Tianyu heard this, he could not hold it in anymore.    

"What? You don't believe your Brother Yue either?"    

Yue Feng asked.    

"Sigh, I believe you. How can I not believe you, Brother Yue? Sister Mei, don't say it. Maybe Brother Yue can really solve this problem. "    

Chu Tianyu said as he turned to look at Zheng Shumei.    

"Tsk, not serious at all."    

Zheng Shumei rolled her eyes at the two of them and then ignored them.    

At the same time, she did not take Yue Feng's words to heart.    

After all, the royal family of England was a supreme existence. Even the top consortia in Europe had to give them some face.    

If Yue Feng said that he had interacted with them before, Zheng Shumei would still believe him.    

But to grow up in the same pair of slacks...    

Zheng Shumei almost killed Yue Feng with a single slap.    

"However, Yue Feng, Ronnie Foundation has a lot of businesses in Beijing. "If we can take them down this time, then your movements in the capital will be much more convenient."    

Qin Mu Lan said.    

"Oh? "What do you mean?"    

Yue Feng turned his head and asked.    

"The Ronnie Foundation will often recruit consultants from different places in China. Each time, there will be more than a hundred people. You can make good use of this point and bring Wolf Soul's people to the capital in the name of the advisory group. "Otherwise, if you hundreds of people want to go to the capital, it would be hard not to attract the attention of the higher ups."    

Qin Mu Lan said.    

The capital was different from other places. It had strict regulations on many matters.    

Especially in the field of outsiders.    

After all, Yue Feng and the rest belonged to an underground faction.    

Therefore, at that time, if they were noticed by the higher-ups, it would not be a good thing for the higher-ups.    

Their movements would also become restricted.    

"So that's how it is …"    

Yue Feng nodded.    

It seemed that he wouldn't be able to get past the Ronnie Foundation.    

After the meal, Yue Feng went to the top floor, a corner that no one noticed.    

Looking around, he picked up his phone and dialed a special number.    

Just as the call connected, a familiar voice came from the other end.    

"Becky, my God, you finally called me. I heard that you went to China. What have you been busy with recently? "    

On the other side of the phone, there was actually a perfectly worded Royal English accent.    

"William, you haven't changed at all after a few years."    

Yue Feng said.    

If someone was beside him at this moment, they would definitely be shocked with their mouth wide open.    

This was because Yue Feng's words were actually a pure English accent.    

If he had not seen Yue Feng in person, he would have thought it was an English man speaking.    

"Of course, there is an old saying in China: mountains have no mausoleum, the heavens and the earth are united, only then would you dare …"    

The person on the other side spoke in standard Mandarin.    

"Stop, stop, stop!"    

Yue Feng hurriedly interrupted him.    

Why did these words sound even more strange the more he heard?    

Wasn't this the way to describe the feelings between men and women?    

Yue Feng almost vomited a mouthful of blood.    

"Alright, I have something important to talk to you about. "My friend has been talking about business with your consortium."    

Yue Feng said with a serious tone.    

"Consortium?" "It's not those ten great consortia, right? They're not that easy to deal with …"    

"You should have heard of the Ronnie consortium."    

Yue Feng interrupted.    

"Ronnie? Which pheasant consortium? "    

William was stunned.    

"…"    

That's right, such a second-rate consortium doesn't deserve to have a name from William.    

William, after all, was a prince of England.    

The lowest he had come into contact with was the existence of one of the ten largest corporations in Europe.