The plane landed slowly, and at the airport, there was already a BMW Eight Series sedan waiting.

Feng Lyon and Li Kang walked off the plane, and the car started slowly and stopped in front of the two of them. A woman in a black professional dress walked down from the front row.

"President, I have prepared the car, and I have already ordered a meal for you at the McLaren five-star hotel. You can have a meal first and then make arrangements." The woman, who was originally as cold as an iceberg, immediately showed a warm smile when facing Feng Lyon and then told her arrangements.

As the head of BMW in the Magic City area, she has a great position of power, but compared with Feng Lyon, she is much worse.

This time Feng Lyon came to the Demon City and did not give any specific instructions. He just asked her to prepare a car, so he naturally had some speculations in his heart.

"No,"

Feng Lyon waved his hand and refused directly, "This time I came to the Demon City. There are very important things that cannot be delayed. Please send me to the Demon City Center Building."

"Okay, please."

The woman naturally would not dissuade her. She took a few steps back and opened the car door in person, signaling Feng Lyon to get in, and then sat in the front row by herself.

The car started slowly and drove out of the airport through the exclusive passage.

As BMW's latest series of sedans, the BMW Eight Series Grancoupe is a four-door coupe. Whether it is starting speed or thrust, it is not comparable to ordinary models.

In just a short while, the car had already arrived near the Central Building of the Magic City.

"President, you are here this time..."

Han Mei spoke carefully. This time, she could be said that she had not received any internal news from Feng Lyon's itinerary, and she was also frightened.

"I'm here to see someone." Feng Lyon spoke faintly.

Meet someone?

What kind of identity is worth it? As the highest person in charge of BMW Group in Greater China, flying over from the imperial capital without stopping, and not even having time to eat a bite. Come and meet?

Han Mei's thoughts were lightning, and the car stopped slowly.

Han Mei, who was sitting in the front row, got off the car first and opened the door of Feng Lyon.

After entering the central building, the group of three people walked directly towards the elevator without any hesitation.

After taking the elevator, the three of them soon arrived at the twenty-fourth floor.

After asking someone for some information, I found the teahouse that is also a well-known teahouse in the Demon City.

Then I found the waiter in the teahouse, and the waiter led them directly to a private room.

The door of the private room opened, and then I saw a young man in his early twenties looking at something calmly.

When the young man heard the sound of the private room being opened, he raised his head and smiled at the three of them.

Except for Feng Lyon, Han Mei and Li Kang were both shocked.

Li Kang knew that the captain of the negotiations was not very old, but he did not expect that the so-called young man was so young...

This should be because I have just graduated from school for a few years, right?

What were you doing at your age?

It seems like I'm in the office, please help print the files...

At the same age, this young man already has the qualification to let Feng Lyon travel from the imperial capital to the demon capital.

And what about Han Mei...

There was a little messy. My immediate boss ran from the imperial capital thousands of miles to see a young man.

Could it be which young master?

But even if it is a young master from any family, Feng Lyon should not be treated as cautious as this.

"Hello, Mr. Lin, I am the Executive President of BMW Group in Greater China, Feng Lyon, I am very happy to know you."

A mouthful of standard English flowed out of Feng Lyon's mouth, with a gentle smile on his face and a sense of dignity on his body.

Lin Chu didn't say anything, just looked at Feng Lyon quietly.

If it were in the past, Feng Lyon spoke to him in standard English, and he was absolutely confused and didn't understand what Feng Lyon was saying.

However, when Lao Yue happened that time, he exchanged for language proficiency. Now there are basically not many languages ​​in the world that he is not proficient in. Even the indigenous languages ​​of some small African tribes can do it.

Feng Lyon spoke to him fluently in English, and Lin Chu could of course answer in English. Even if he was in Feng Lyon's hometown dialect and German, it was not impossible.

If Lin Chu really communicated with Feng Lyon in German, I am afraid that the person in charge of BMW in Greater China would be slightly surprised.

But Lin Chu was too lazy to do that, there was no other reason, just because he didn't like it.

Maybe some people say that he is naive. Since he knows how to do it, why don’t he show it? But he won’t do things he doesn’t like.

"Hello, Mr. Lin, I am BMW..."

Feng Lyon raised his brows and continued to speak.

Lin Chu closed the documents in his hand, and then a sincere smile appeared on his face, "Sorry, I don't understand."

Can't understand?

How is that possible?

Feng Lyon couldn't help but raise his eyebrows. You know, he had read Lin Chu's information. Lin Chu is a proficient in many languages ​​such as Old Yue and English.

Lin Chu said that he couldn't understand English, so he was just a joke.

But looking at the sincerity in Lin Chu's eyes, Feng Lyon took a deep breath, and then spoke in a bit of stiff Chinese language.

"Hello Mr. Lin, I am Feng Lyon, the executive president of BMW Group in China. I am very happy to see you."

Feng Lyon is not a fool, so why don’t he know what Lin Chu means? Of course he can insist on talking to Lin Chu in English, but it is possible that the negotiation will collapse directly before it even begins.

Feng Lyon, who came with the mission, naturally did not want the conversation to end before it even began.

"It turned out to be Mr. Von Lyon,"

Lin Chu smiled, stood up, and pointed to the position opposite him, "Please sit down, I've been waiting for a long time."

"Mr. Lin is so kind,"

Feng Lyon smiled and sat opposite Lin Chu, "The distance from the imperial capital to the demon capital is really far. Even if I rushed over without stopping, it would have taken a lot of time."

"I wonder what happened to President Lyon? There seems to be no connection between me and the BMW Group." Lin Chu picked up the teapot on the table and poured a cup of tea for Feng Lyon.
Chapter completed!