I Have a Mansion in the Post-apocalyptic World

With a satisfied smile, Luke left the wine glass and went to other social circles. Hey, see Luke leave, Jiang Chen originally thought that he would be idle, but he obviously smashed his attraction, or the future people's group is attractive to investors.

The sight or peeping on him, or indifference, or jealousy, or appreciation...but nothing else.

As a newcomer to the banquet, and also a chairman of the Future People Group, which has a pivotal position in the Internet field, no matter what the purpose is, there are many people who are happy to say hello and exchange business cards with Jiang Chen. No matter whether you can achieve cooperation, but no one will be too much friends?

As a result, in the next two hours, Jiang Chen was almost exhausted to cope with the following social rhetoric.

"Mr. Jiang Chen, I am very glad to meet you, here is my business card... If you need to handle the business of M&A in the future, please be sure to contact our bank." A banker said.

"Mr. Jiang, don't you know that you are interested in financing? Don't rush to refuse, oh. If there is a problem of capital turnover in the future, or there are major investment projects, please contact us!" Look at the treasury's general eyes and look at Jiang Chen's Wall Street investors, and vowed to say.

“Are you coming to Germany for the first time? If you have time, I am very happy to take you to this beautiful country.” Someone has a familiar face, but Jiang Chen can’t name it. The lady smiled and said.

......

But for two hours, the pockets of his dress were not so spacious, and they were filled with a variety of business cards. And the gilt business card he had prepared was also almost the same.

In dealing with these enthusiastic guests, Jiang Chen’s eyes have been drifting intentionally or unintentionally to the luxury food such as foie gras and Marseille fish. However, what made him helpless was that until the melodious violin in the venue was replaced by Waltz's waltz, the ladies and grandfathers joined hands to go to the circular dance floor, and he was able to get rid of those passionate big men.

However, at this time, the staple food of the long table has been replaced with a sweet and greasy dessert...

From the venue, the cool breeze blowing in the face reduced a little bit of heat. Perhaps it was breathing too much carbon dioxide, Jiang Chen always felt that the air from the pine forest was extraordinarily fresh.

Carmen disappeared after the final speech, and Jiang Chen did not wait for him. After the curtain call, the passengers with the fishermen left. After all, the two are just nodding. The partners have a lot of ingredients and may not be friends.

Because I wanted to stay outside for a while, Jiang Chen deliberately took a long road and walked along the gravel road beside the pine forest.

The shadow was pulled down in the streetlight, and Jiang Chen looked at the stack of business cards in his hand. Put the pocket on the left that you can't use, and put it in the pocket on the right. Before throwing it into the storage space, he hopes to divide the business cards into at least a large class, and it will not be used for half a day.

But the only thing that made him feel a little bit is that there are only two business cards.

One is Luke Joyce, and the other is Spae- owner Aaron Musk.

Jiang Chen did not expect that he would meet this guy here. The brown-haired middle-aged man had a very sunny smile on his face when he shook hands with Jiang Chen. He apparently heard about the rumors that Jiang Chen had acquired the space company into the aerospace field, but he did not express a confrontational attitude toward this strong competitor. On the contrary, he expressed the hope that he could cooperate with the future group of people in the aerospace field to realize the great and unreachable strategic goal of colonizing Mars.

Although in Jiang Chen’s eyes, this goal is not so far away...

In short, this business card Jiang Chen is still closed, and maybe he will really cooperate with spae-x in the aerospace field.

Just when Jiang Chen was halfway through, the stomach was called "squeaky".

"Sure enough, I am still hungry... forget it, wait until you go back and get some more food." Jiang Chen sighed and said.

But at this moment, his nose is a scent of oil that floats over a barbeque.

Looking in the direction of the wind blowing, in the depths of the pine forest next to the small road, Jiang Chen faintly glimpsed a bonfire.

The smell of the barbecue seems to have floated from there. Who is it, at this time, in the woods of the Rothschild estate?

Carmen is naturally impossible, and he now estimates that he is busy with the end of the party.

"Is it a maid of Rothschild's family?" Jiang Chen said to himself.

Do not know why. He remembered the old man he saw in the morning, the old man who built the ship in front of the lakeside hut.

Driven by curiosity, Jiang Chen walked in the direction of the fire.

The mud was covered with yellowish and soft pine needles, stepping on with a little hoarse noise. The woods are cool and quiet, and they are not like the hustle and bustle of the banquet.

Wait enough to play later. Buying such a house is reclusive.

I don't know why, Jiang Chen's brain suddenly popped up like this. But soon he smiled and shook his head, denying the idea.

He is still young, and if he is not surprised, he can continue to be young. It’s too much to carry out the identity of his passers-by without sorrow and sorrow.

"Carbaked lamb leg, you have a good time."

Perhaps it was the arrival of Jiang Chen, the old man did not look back, grinning and grinning at the fire.

Standing by the old man, Jiang Chen swept his eyes on the dry pine needles.

"Not afraid of a fire?"

"Can't burn."

Perhaps because of the confidence in the barbecue technique, the old man's dry mouth slammed a confident gully.

"Can you divide me? Of course, I will pay." Looking at the golden leg of the lamb, Jiang Chen's appetite was also hooked up, and he could not help but open the door.

When I heard Jiang Chen’s words, the old man turned and the turbid eyes glowed like black pearls in the jumping fire. Jiang Chen couldn't tell what it felt like. The sight was like a hunter, but it was not watching the antelope.

"If you want to eat, just sit next to me, and the money will not be needed." After leaving this sentence, the old man turned around.

Glanced at the soil mixed with pine needles, Jiang Chen slightly hesitated for two seconds, but still sitting cross-legged next to the old man.

About five minutes, the scent is thick, and the old man is very skillful to sprinkle the salt and salt on the leg of the grill. Then he took out the knife and shook the white light twice. He handed the knife with the leg of lamb to Jiang Chen.

"Try it."

Hesitantly put the tip of the knife to his mouth, Jiang Chen blew. Then he bit his mouth and his eyes suddenly lit up.

“How is the taste?” the old man laughed.

"It’s awesome." The knife was returned to the old man. Jiang Chen wiped his mouth with his back and did not praise the words.

The old man grinned and did not say anything about Jiang Chen’s praise. Just cut a large piece from the leg of the leg again and handed it to his hand. Then he took out the spare knife and a jug of wine from the bag.

"I have taught you the method of cutting meat. Now you can try it yourself." A drink, the old man said.

Jiang Chen, who drank a champagne, refused the wine handed down by the old man, but ate the sheep's legs. The two were sitting in the forest like this, without extra words, just enjoying the delicious barbecue in silence.

"Speaking, I saw you at the lake in the morning." Jiang Chen suddenly said.

"Oh. I was logging at the time." The old man grinned.

"That ship, did you make it?" Put the barbecue into the mouth. Jiang Chen chewed and asked in a chattering manner.

"The Galen boat, from the keel to the sail, is all done by me alone." The old man's face showed a proud smile, as if to show off a very great thing.

It is very remarkable, even in the eyes of Jiang Chen.

"The people of the Rothschild family don't help you?" At this point, Jiang Chen realized that the old man's status in the Rothschild family is definitely not ordinary. It is impossible to make a barbecue in the woods of the manor. If it is a general servant, it is definitely impossible.

But look at the old man's undressed costume. It is also difficult for Jiang Chen to connect him with the people of the Rothschild family. From the feeling that Carmen gave him, the people of this family should all pay attention to instrumentation and cultivation.

"I told them not to help them." The old man said with a smile.

"Sorry, are you?"

When I heard Jiang Chen ask for his name, the old man licked his mouth. Wipe the greasy knife.

"Yacono Rothschild."

"...this is really a name that is so eloquent."

When Rothschild took over as the owner of the family, Jiang Chen still investigated the name. This legend led the Rothschild family out of the gloom of the decline of World War II, but history's description of him is just a simple phrase.

Even he passed on the position of his family to his younger brother and lived a seclusion in the Bavarian manor. In the panel of financial news, it was only an understatement.

"Yes. So after retirement, I don't use this name very much." Yakuno said faintly.

"Which name does that use?"

"Paris." The scum on the chin shook, and the fire of the bonfire reflected the smile of the old man's mouth.

The name sounds familiar and seems to belong to a hero in ancient Greek mythology. The prince who was asked by Zeus to dedicate the Golden Apple to the one who ignited the fuse of the Trojan War.

Jiang Chen wanted to ask why he wanted to call this name, but he finally resisted it.

If possible, he does not want to be related to the golden apple.

However, the old man opened his mouth first.

"If you get a golden apple, who will you give him to? Hera, Athena, or Aphrodite?"

It is really a difficult question to answer.

Sighed, Jiang Chen held his chin with his hand and thought for a moment.

"This is a very difficult question to answer. Right and wealth, I almost have it. I don't seem to lack the wisdom and courage to create a heroic path. Maybe I will dedicate it to Aphrodite? After all, in this era, the more The right to have rights and wealth means that the farther away from pure love, and the war in the Battle of Canterbury is not boring."

"Hahaha," I heard that something interesting happened, and Yakuno laughed heartily.

The sound of the vicissitudes of the years echoed in the pine forest.

After a while, Songlin returned to the silence, leaving only the rustling of the pine needles moving with the wind.

“Very interesting answer, although the choice is superficial, the reason for the choice is unexpectedly interesting.”

For Jacques' evaluation, Jiang Chen just smiled and smiled and returned the question in a half-joking tone.

"So which **** will you dedicate to? Mr. Paris."

Yakuno grinned and the wrinkles on his face huddled together.

Under the illumination of the fire, this smile looks a little bit sensational, or savage.

"Whether it is **** for anyone, of course, it is for yourself." (To be continued.)