In the top floor of a skyscraper in Manhattan, country M.

This is a huge conference room, and there are already more than 20 people sitting on a huge oval conference table in the conference room, all of them in suits and leather shoes, either rich or expensive, but each of them is extremely restrained and low-key.

If you look at their identities, it is enough to scare people to death, including representatives of the Rothschilds, the Rockefellers, the Morgan family, the Dupont family, the Onassis family, and the bigwigs of Wall Street's financial street, all gathered here.

It can be said that these people have come together and basically occupied half of the world's wealth.

Any one of them, any decision they make, will affect the financial situation of the whole world, but at this moment, it is unimaginable that they are all gathered together.

At this time, they all looked respectful, and their eyes looked at a woman sitting on the first seat in front of them - a woman with the blood of the English royal family and the Spanish royal family!

She was extremely young, with a white turtleneck shirt over a small black suit, and the well-tailored clothes were worn on her body to outline her beautiful curves.

Even when she was sitting, she could deduce her near-perfect proportions from her graceful curves.

Her long golden curly hair was casually draped, and her eyes were as blue as the sea, like two of the most brilliant sapphires set in her impeccable jade face.

Her delicate countenance is indescribable, as if it has been carefully carved by the hand of God, but it is natural, and her own cold temperament gives people a feeling of rejection, and this coolness contains an innate nobility.

It looks like a peerless princess, looking down on the courtiers.

She is none other than Modriti, the head of Europe's largest military factory.

At the same time, she is also the woman who is called the king!

From a literal point of view, it is not that she is the woman of a certain king, but that the magnates on the European and American sides agree that a woman like her can only be worthy of a real king.

As for who will be the king, it is not yet known.

A few years ago, when she began to acquire the first military industrial enterprise, no one expected that in the following years, she could be said to have bought out all the large and small military industrial enterprises in Europe with the momentum of the wind and clouds, and finally formed the largest military factory in Europe at present.

Of course, there must be the full support of the two royal families behind this, but her outstanding ability and iron-blooded wrist are also impressive.

Even though she is still very young, her status is extremely extraordinary and admirable.

The industries of the major ancient families in the conference room will more or less involve the military industry, and among the most lucrative industries in the world, military manufacturing is definitely among the best.

This time, Modelliti summoned these powerful people to prepare to discuss cooperation in the military industry.

"We're all here, right? Let's start today's meeting. ”

Modelli opened her mouth, and as she spoke, she turned on a computer in front of her, ready to bring up the prepared PPT presentation, and officially start today's meeting.

Just as she looked at the computer, suddenly, her expression suddenly moved, and she actually saw that the avatar of the guy she was thinking about on the chat software that was automatically logged in was actually lit up, and ...... Seems to have another message sent?

At that moment, Modriti only felt a feeling of dizziness, her face showed a look of disbelief, she was nervous and excited, and even her voice trembled with a hint of "Lena, you, you pinch me and try to see if I am dreaming......"

Lena was the secretary next to Maderite, and she couldn't help but look at Maderite strangely when she heard this, she had never seen Maderite react like this, it was too abnormal.

Not to mention Lena, all the bigwigs sitting at the conference table were stunned, in their impression, Modriti was always so calm and strong, but now they seemed to see a female military boss who was talking nonsense!

"Lena, I'm not hallucinating, am I? help me see if this contact is messaging me?" said Maderiti excitedly and apprehensively, as if she was immersed in her own world, ignoring that there were more than twenty bigwigs in the conference room waiting for her to preside over the meeting.

Lena leaned over and said, "Yes, Miss!"

Maderite immediately smiled, and under the smile, the kind of amazement and beauty that bloomed out was really dazzling, and you would be fascinated by it at a glance.

However, in the face of the incomparable beauty that bloomed at this moment, the powerful men sitting at the conference table had expressions as if they had seen a ghost.

They have long been accustomed to Modriti's face like an eternal iceberg, as well as her strong iron wrists, in fact, in addition to being crowned with the title of "King's Woman", Modriti secretly has titles such as "Female Boos", "Female Devil", "Female Vampire" and so on.

From these titles, it is enough to see the ruthless side of Modriti.

As for Maderite's bright smile like this at this moment, they really hadn't seen it, let alone such an abnormal behavior at the moment, which was unheard of.

At this time, Modriti had already clicked on the dialog box, and a line of messages was also presented in front of her-

"Hey, Maderite, are you alright? ”

There was still a bright smile on the corner of Modelli's mouth, and she couldn't help but jump up with joy and said, "My king has contacted me, and my king has finally sent me a message......

This message was sent by Ye Junlang, who was far away in China, and it was estimated that he would never expect to cause such excitement and joy to Modriti.

In addition to being excited, Modriti also noticed that Ye Junlang left a message saying that he had something to do with her.

Immediately, Modri took a deep breath, and after a little recollection, she realized that there seemed to be a meeting going on.

But Modellati didn't care so much, she picked up the laptop, stood up directly, and said: "Lina, this meeting is hosted by you for the time being, anyway, it's not that complicated, just tell me the plan I made......"

Saying that, under the shocked and surprised eyes of all the bigwigs in the venue, Modri stepped on her high heels and walked out.

"I think Miss Maderite is not hallucinating, then I must be hallucinating!"

"Me too! I wonder if I was dreaming, a ridiculous dream!"

"Wait, what did Miss Maderite say just now?my king?

"Oh my God! This is really sad news—at least for the younger generation of young masters of the major families!"

"It seems that today's meeting will not be able to take place......"

At the conference table, the powerful and powerful people were discussing.