Stanwich stood still.
Waited for three hours
Stanwich wondered whether Chen Yi had found another way.
Wait until the fourth hour.
The handsome boy finally met the familiar and boring figure.
"Chen Yi!" Stanwich clear pronunciation and mellow voice Chinese greatly roar a.
Chen Yi looked at him and then at Liu Xinyu. "Do you know what this is?"
"Like a challenge?"
"The most central artery of the school?" Chen Yi shrugged. "He’s a priest, isn’t he? What’s the good of winning?"
"Chen Yi!" Stanwich roared again.
"There is something wrong with this cargo." Chen Yi frowned and thought for a moment. "Let’s make a detour."
Liu Xinyu did not want to say, "Is it too … make a fool of oneself to make a detour?"
"You can do whatever the enemy wants you to do. That’s not make a fool of oneself. It’s a fool." Chen Yi said and turned around to go back to the dormitory.
At the same time, he called Mark again.
The words were quickly connected to Mark’s voice, and he smiled heartily and said, "Dear Chen, what’s the good news?"
Father Marco, an important member of Merrill Lynch, feels quite good about Chen Yi.
After all, part of the money earned by Jinyuan International is to pay interest to Merrill Lynch, and the partnership between the two parties also represents the further restriction of development and the possibility of turning enemies into friends. Mark also attaches great importance to the follow-up prospects of Jinyuan International.
After all, he was the first to discover the advanced nature of Jinyuan international algorithm that day. With more and more juxtaposition companies in the United States leaving the market, companies with the best algorithm will almost certainly become big money companies.
Vatican headquarters spoke highly of Mark’s foresight.
It’s a pity that Chen Yi has never had a good impression on the priest. Instead of smiling back, he looked at the crowd gathered in front and said, "Marquez Priest Nick is one of you, right?"
The priest didn’t answer immediately, but he couldn’t ask ambitiously, "What?"
"He is calling my name not far from me. I don’t know what state he is in now. It is obviously not a good state."
Mark obviously understood Stanwich’s dark call and asked, "Does he have any special clothes?"
"Two fencing weapons and black robes and white gloves …"
"Two gloves or one glove"
Chen Yi asked in astonishment, "Is there one?"
"He may want you to fight," Father Marquez sighed, not Stanwich himself, but said, "I am thinking from the perspective of my compatriots. It is obvious that carrying two epees and a glove can be a duel of life and death and throwing a white glove …"
"What are you kidding? Maybe you should call him at this age."
Mark laughed and said, "I can’t know every priest."
Chen Yi hangs up the phone directly.
Mark listened to the buzz and thought for a long time and called Stanwich.
Chen Yi continued along the boulevard.
After a few seconds, Stanwich stopped shouting and chased him here.
Quiet as a statue, once the blond handsome boy runs, he naturally loses the momentum accumulated in the previous hours, and several people follow him to get a look.
Stanwich ran so fast that he surpassed everyone.
