The public intellectuals criticized the lack of business tradition in ancient China from time to time, believing that China's absence from the great discovery of navigation and industrial revolution were all due to the lack of merchants' participation, which led to the tragedy of a century in modern times - these public intellectuals ate all the glory that China had lasted for two thousand years in the past.

The ancient Chinese tradition was to govern the country by civil servants. The consequences of the country being controlled by merchants are serious. Just look at the Americans today. Europe has a tradition of valuing business, but also a tradition of "excluding Jews". Back then, it was not only the head of state who looted the Jews, because the Jews controlled the economy.

After World War II, the big businessmen all understood one thing: having money alone is not enough, but having power. So a huge multinational consortium appeared.

The Saron Licus, in front of Zhou Qingfeng, is the leader of a large consortium. Although he is old now, he has to rely on a bunch of medical equipment to support him. The dying person is like a dry bone in a tomb, but the wealth and life of countless people depends on him.

Saron Licus is not well-known, but he is surrounded by a huge interest group. The energy and complex relationships of this group can affect national policies through all levels of society. Western countries are often controlled by one consortium after another.

In comparison, what is the president? He is just a migrant worker who gets out after working for a few years.

Now Salon Licus said he wanted to marry a daughter. He seemed to be very fond of Zhou Qingfeng. He fell in love with him at first sight and couldn't wait to give money to women like a fool.

But Zhou Qingfeng knew very well that he must have been studied thoroughly by others. Maybe he had forgotten or ignored some things himself, but others would remember them all - marrying a daughter is by no means an easy decision, and these vampires never do anything that is not good.

Saron Licus's hospital bed was thirty degrees. He leaned against the head of the bed and waited for Zhou Qingfeng's reply. He narrowed his eyes and stared at Zhou Qingfeng's every move. However, Zhou Qingfeng did not show any flattery. He just chuckled and looked at Ai Jielin Licus on the other side of the hospital bed.

The French girl would lower her head, and she would have to be more quiet and polite, as if everything in her destiny was left to her father to arrange. But her fingers gently twitched and her knuckles turned white.

"I'm honored that you value me like this, but unfortunately I already have something to do with you... I can only refuse your kindness." Zhou Qingfeng bowed slightly, declining.

Ai Jielin raised her eyes, not knowing whether she was deeply surprised or expected it. Zhou Qingfeng couldn't even guess the complicated and inexplicable eyes, while her father Saron Licus sighed several times in regret, and finally exchanged a few greetings and made people push him away.

Has the show ended?

The old man in the hospital bed and the group of people who were caring for him quickly left, and the door in the living room closed with a bang. Even Ai Jielin himself followed him, not even looking at Zhou Qingfeng.

Damn, I'm the only one left in this living room?

This is the first time I have seen such a good person.

Don't take me seriously?

Zhou Qingfeng waited in the hall for several minutes, but no one paid attention to him. He tasted the arrogance in the bones of the French, and it was obvious that he wanted to leave him - cut... If you don't give me a good look, will I leave by myself?

Zhou Qingfeng turned around and left the way he came. He had a good memory and didn't get lost in the complex corridor of this ancient castle. After turning around, he turned to the exit, and then chased out a maid and called him.

"Mr. Lin, please don't run around. We're asking you for trouble." The maid was in her thirties and forties, and she looked like she had served in this family for many years. Her old-fashioned expression was not enthusiastic at all, but seemed to be ordering.

No wonder Ai Jielin said that she wanted to get rid of her father's shadow. This was simply a suffocating place. Zhou Qingfeng felt uncomfortable after staying for a while. She couldn't think of how it would be like to grow up in such a family.

Zhou Qingfeng shook his head and refused to stay. Ai Jielin, wearing a skirt, ran out of a corridor. She saw Zhou Qingfeng standing still, breathing calmly, walked over and said to the maid, "Auntie Alisha, let me take care of this guy."

When the elderly maid saw her lady chasing her, she snorted at Zhou Qingfeng in dissatisfaction. When she stepped down, Ai Jielin also stepped forward with a cold expression and asked, "Don't you want your little maid? She just asked where you were?"

A irrelevant question made the atmosphere much easier, and Zhou Qingfeng was also attracted by this question. He scratched his head and said in confusion: "It's so strange. I obviously killed Safiya's companion, but she didn't seem to mind at all, but instead stuck to me."

"Steholm syndrome, green women often have this kind of personal dependence on men. If you declare ownership of her from both violence and sexual assault, she will subconsciously feel that she can only follow you." Ai Jielin said as if she was doing subject research, serious.

Zhou Qingfeng continued to roll his eyes.

"I asked Safiya, and she said that she was married to a man by her father, and then she was taken to France in a confused manner to get married. But after experiencing many unpleasant things, she felt that you were her husband." After commenting, Ai Jielin added, "It's actually human trafficking."

It sounds quite miserable. But...

Zhou Qingfeng still turned the topic back to the present, "I have seen your father, I'm sorry I rejected his kindness,..."

This topic made Ai Jielin's face hang up again. She pursed her lips as if she wanted to wait for Zhou Qingfeng to finish speaking, but she couldn't help but interrupt: "You have answered the wrong answer to my father's inquiry."

"ah……?"

"You should say you are willing to date for a while, rather than just refuse."

"ah……?"

"You idiot, where did you go to your niggle last night? How could I like a man like you? I'm really angry with you."

"ah……?"

Ai Jielin turned her head aside and was unwilling to pay attention to Zhou Qingfeng again. Zhou Qingfeng looked confused and really couldn't understand. But he was not very stupid at all. Seeing that the French girl didn't turn around and left, he hurried forward and hugged her gently, "I'm sorry, this must be embarrassing you."

Ai Jielin's shoulder twisted a few times and struggled to resist. After being hugged by two powerful arms, she thawed and leaned against Zhou Qingfeng's chest and suddenly laughed out loud, saying, "You are so handsome when you refuse on the spot. My father has never been so embarrassed in person."

Hey..., what about you who agreed to be angry?

Ai Jielin looked up at Zhou Qingfeng and asked cunningly, "Do you know what I like most?"

"You clearly say you don't like oriental men like wood." Zhou Qingfeng reminded.

"I have never said such a thing." The French girl cheated on the spot, but she refused to admit what she said in a blink of an eye. She also changed the topic and said: "I like to see you challenge everything. If someone else did this, I would think that was a reckless man, but you acted like a hero!"

Is it really okay to praise people like this? Zhou Qingfeng wants to say that he is "sassy and dare not take it." But before he could say a few words of modesty, Ai Jielin changed her face and asked coldly: "My hero, you said you have a lover, who is it? I don't believe that a scum like you will focus on and only like a woman!"

Hey..., can you not change your face so quickly? It's hard for me to adapt.
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