An hour later, Wang Chen saw the warning monument in front of him, and the warning monument had four words written in English: Military Restricted Zone!

Two heavily armed American GIs stood there and forced the black Porsche Cayenne to stop, and the middle-aged Western man who was driving rolled down the window, took out a small book similar to a ID, and handed it to the two American GIs.

The two American GIs took a look, returned the small book to the middle-aged Western, and immediately let him go.

"How much longer?" Wang Chen asked the middle-aged man in the West.

"Forty minutes or so." The middle-aged man in the West said with a smile, and when the words fell, Wang Chen touched his trouser pocket, and then frowned slightly.

This detail did not escape the eyes of the middle-aged Western, the middle-aged Western man smiled, took out an iron box, handed it to Wang Chen, and said: "I heard them say that Mr. Wang Chen smokes, and there are more than forty minutes, let's relieve my boredom." ”

"I'm very thorough." Wang Chen took the tin box and opened it, which contained three cigars.

"This is not an inquiry, at best, I can only know Mr. Wang Chen's hobbies, such as what he likes to eat, whether he smokes, does he drink, and whether he is interested in beautiful women." The middle-aged man in the West took out a lighter and handed it to Wang Chen.

"Thank you." Wang Chen didn't bring a cigarette, and naturally he didn't bring a fire, he took the lighter and lit a cigar. To be honest, Wang Chen doesn't like to smoke cigars very much, but now he has no other cigarettes, so he can only settle for a while.

After driving for more than ten minutes, the vehicle entered a mountainous area, although it was a mountainous area, but it was also a highway section, and for more than ten minutes, it entered a forest area, and then walked a cliff section, and finally entered an area like a paradise.

After driving here for more than ten minutes, the car stopped outside the door of an ancient villa, where Wang Chen had come with Vile Rothschild, the villa where Rand Rothschild and his mother lived.

"Mr. Wang Chen, please." The middle-aged man in the West got out of the car, opened the car door for Wang Chen, and made an inviting gesture.

"If there is a next time, I hope you can prepare some Chinese tobacco for me, Hongtashan and General Bai can do it." Wang Chen got out of the car and smiled at the middle-aged Westerner.

"Okay, I made a note of it." The middle-aged Western man nodded and smiled in response.

Wang Chen walked towards the villa, the middle-aged man from the West did not follow up with him, he drove away from here, he didn't know what to do, before entering the villa, the two men in black checked Wang Chen's whole body, confiscated the pistol and saber, and then signaled that Wang Chen could go in.

After entering the villa, an elderly man from the West who looked like a housekeeper walked over, bowed his head to Wang Chen, and said nothing, then walked in front and led the way.

He took Wang Chen to Rand Rothschild's study, and on the way, Wang Chen saw many people, but these people were servants and slaves! Yes, you read that right, there are still slaves in the Rothschilds, some of whom are sold voluntarily and some of whom are bought on the black market.

"Good afternoon, Mr. Wang Chen." Rand Rothschild squatted on a carpet with a chess game on which he played with his left hand against his right.

"Good afternoon, Master Rand." Wang Chen stood there and glanced at the chess game.

"Have you had lunch?" Rand Rothschild asked softly as he looked at the chess game.

"Nope." Wang Chen responded truthfully.

"Do you want to get some? I have chefs from all over the world here, and I can also cook Chinese food. When Rant Rothschild said this, he moved the chessboard in his left hand, and then said: "Because we have to talk about things next, if we have an empty stomach, I am afraid that Mr. Wang Chen will be distracted." ”

"Thank you, let's keep dinner together." Wang Chen said.

"Ok, the Lord is at your disposal." Rand Rothschild nodded, got up, walked towards the sofa on the side, sat down, looked at Wang Chen, pointed to the sofa on the side, and said, "Mr. Wang Chen, please take a seat, don't be restrained." ”

"It seems that Young Master Lante has a lot of research on Chinese culture." The last time he came, Wang Chen saw Rand Rothschild fiddling with Chinese chess, and this time, from Rand Rothschild's words, it was obvious that he knew Chinese customs and culture very well.

"The history of Chinese culture for more than 5,000 years, during which there have been too many outstanding people, such as the Bagua map, the current computers are developed by relying on your Bagua map, and the Art of War, the current tactics of various countries are also based on the evolution of the Art of War, I have always been in awe of your Chinese culture." Rand Rothschild said with a smile.

"Young Master Rand is polite." Wang Chen has to admit that Rand Rothschild is a very powerful person, and the power here does not refer to his skills, nor his brain, but his thoughts.

Although Wang Chen didn't know Rand Rothschild yet, he knew that Rand Rothschild was definitely a person who could find advantages from others to learn! For Rand Rothschild, no matter who he is, he or she is learning, because no matter who he is, he has merit! As the saying goes, there must be my teacher in a threesome!

"Would you like to have something?" Rand Rothschild asked Wang Chen.

"Forget about the wine, just plain water." Wang Chen said.

"Drink tea, you Huaxia said a very good word, three cups of wine in the red dust, and a pot of tea for the great cause of thousands of years!" After Rand Rothschild finished speaking, he snapped his fingers, and as the snapping fingers fell, the butler guarding the door pushed the door and entered.

"Housekeeper, a pot of Wuyi rock tea." Rand Rothschild said to the butler.

"Okay, Master Lanter." The butler nodded and left the study.

"Young Master Rand still knows tea?" Wang Chen asked in some surprise, to be honest, he originally wanted to talk about drinking tea, but after thinking about it, this is the West, not the East, Westerners generally don't like to drink tea, but I really didn't expect it...... Rand Rothschild even knew how to taste tea.

"Mr. Wang Chen's words are a bit contemptuous, right? Didn't Mr. Wang Chen say it before? I know a lot about Chinese culture, and I was quite happy to hear this sentence at the time, thinking that the distance between myself and Mr. Wang Chen had been shortened a lot, but now I hear this sentence. Rant Rothschild shook his head and said, "I'm a little upset." ”

"I didn't mean that, I was just surprised." Wang Chen smiled and said.

"Bang bang bang! ......" Wang Chen's words fell, and there was a knock on the door.

"Come in." Rand Rothschild glanced at the door and whispered.