The next day, Chen Feng took Zhao Yi to visit a person who is still important in Vietnam, and this person is the last descendant of the Nguyen Phuc royal family in Vietnam, Nguyen Phuc Son.

Although it is said that the phoenix that has landed is not as good as a chicken, the people of the Nguyen Phuc family still maintain a certain influence in Vietnam, but they are no longer involved in politics, but have changed to the identity of civilians, and the people of the Nguyen Phuc family have also changed their careers to do business or something, and they are still a big man with a face in the local area.

Why did Chen Feng go to him? Because Nguyen Phuc Son is the largest agarwood planter in the region, and if there is any place in Vietnam where you can find good agarwood, it is him.

Zhao Yi followed Chen Feng to a manor covering an area of thousands of hectares, as soon as she entered it, Zhao Yi was stunned, this manor turned out to be the ultimate luxury, even the paving is made of imported marble, there are swimming pools, golf courses, football fields and other facilities, if she didn't know that this was a private territory, she thought it was a park.

At this time, a very classic and luxurious European-style carriage slowly drove in front of Chen Feng and Zhao Yi, and the coachman came down and put down the pedals of the carriage before respectfully inviting Chen Feng and them to go up.

Chen Feng first asked Zhao Yi to sit on it, and then he went up, and then the coachman put away the pedals, and then drove the carriage to the manor, although Zhao Yi's home in Yanjing belongs to an unattainable family, but she really has never been in a carriage, which makes her very curious, who is the owner of this place?

Chen Feng saw Zhao Yi's doubts, and said to her with a smile: "This is the estate of the Nguyen Phuc family, the descendants of the last royal family in Vietnam, just outside just now, the trees and mountains you saw belong to them, and they are also the largest agarwood planters here." ”

Zhao Yi's mouth opened wide suddenly, looking incredulous, she didn't expect that she was now in a private domain manor of a royal descendant, how could she not be surprised?

Even if Zhao Yi doesn't know much about Vietnam, I'm afraid she knows very well that a place like this is not something you can come in if you want to, who is this Chen Feng? Why can he bring him in casually.

The carriage came to a European-style building and stopped, the coachman first dismounted, put down the pedals, and then made a gesture to them, and after Zhao Yi and Chen Feng got off the carriage, they saw a big fat man wearing precious silk clothes, who was walking towards Chen Feng quickly.

When Chen Feng saw him, a smile appeared on his face, he opened his hands, walked over to him with a smile, and said loudly: "Fatty, you are not dead yet?"

"Hehe, thanks to Mr. Chen's blessing, he can't die yet. He and Chen Feng hugged each other warmly, patted each other's backs, and the two separated.

"Miss Zhao, let me introduce to you, this is Ruan Fushan, that is, the owner of this manor, a descendant of the authentic royal family, this is Miss Zhao Yi, come with me this time to ask you for something good. Chen Feng simply introduced each other to them.

After Chen Feng and Ruan Fushan exchanged a few words, they entertained the two of them very warmly, I don't know why, Zhao Yi always felt that the owner of this place, Soft Fushan, was a little afraid of Chen Feng's appearance, every time he spoke, he would observe Chen Feng's expression, and then try to choose suitable words to express his meaning, which made Zhao Yi even more curious.

No matter how Zhao Yi looks at this, she feels that there is a strange smell in it, is this Chen Feng really just an ordinary young man?

What Zhao Yi didn't know was that when a woman became interested in a man, it was a harbinger of her own fall.

"Fatty, I came this time to get you some agarwood, I want the best goods, don't take out your inferior goods to fool me." Chen Feng was grinning, as if this was his home, and Ruan Fushan was a guest, and his tone didn't even mean a little politeness.

Ruan Fushan, who originally had a smiling face, suddenly became ugly on his face, looking a little embarrassed, which suddenly made Chen Feng dissatisfied, snorted coldly, and said sneeringly: "What? Lao Tzu asked you to get some good goods, and you still shirked me? Lao Tzu didn't give you money, are you afraid that I won't be able to take it by force?"

Chen Feng's words frightened Ruan Fushan trembling all over, the cold sweat on his forehead flowed down suddenly, and he hurriedly explained: "No, no, I don't mean that, if Mr. Chen wants, how dare I, Ruan Fushan, ask for Mr. Chen's money, Mr. Chen looks up to me, this is my Ruan Fushan's Rongxin." ”

"Then what do you mean? The expression on his face is like a dead wife, I, Chen Feng, am not a bandit or robber, and I don't lack that money, as long as you take out the good things. ”

Hearing that Ruan Fushan didn't mean this, Chen Feng's tone softened and said.

And Zhao Yi had already looked at Leng Yan from the sidelines, the way Chen Feng looked angry just now, so frightened that Ruan Fushan almost knelt down and begged for mercy, that powerful momentum without anger, even if Zhao Yi had never seen it in her grandfather, who is Chen Feng? This is the third time Zhao Yi has thought about this question.

Zhao Yi found that the longer he came into contact with this man, the more secrets he discovered about Chen Feng, if Chen Feng was just an ordinary person, how could he know so much about agarwood, and why was a descendant of a royal family far away in Vietnam so afraid of him? All of this was a mystery for Zhao Yi.

"Mr. Chen, it's not that I refuse to give you the best agarwood, but you didn't come by chance, I do have a few pieces of excellent agarwood, at least a few old goods with more than a few jiazi, wild varieties, and good things that have been passed down from generation to generation in my Ruan Phuc family, but just a few days ago, Pan Dongxing took it from me, and I don't have it on hand, if Mr. Chen sees other quality agarwood, I can ......"

"No need, if you want me, you want the best, are you talking about Pan Dongxing of Dongsanhua?" Chen Feng asked expressionlessly.

How could he, Chen Feng, personally go on a trip to Vietnam, and only get some ordinary things back? Naturally, he refused to agree, although the ordinary things in his mouth could already be regarded as high-grade at the five-star level outside.

Ruan Fushan nodded, a little helpless, whether it was Chen Feng or Pan Dongxing, these two people were not something that he Ruan Fushan could offend, one was the mysterious Chen Feng, and the other was the overlord of Vietnam, no matter which one he could provoke.

"Is he buying?or taking it?" Chen Feng said with a sneer as he looked at him.

Ruan Fushan was shocked in his heart, and suddenly lowered his head and became silent, and it could be seen that there was a faint anger on his face, and Chen Feng naturally knew it.

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