A middle-aged white woman came out of the Grand Palace, walked across the street to Ning Tao, and said politely: "Mr. Ning, we are ready. You can't guess the time. You can go in."
Just as Lin Qingyu was about to speak, Ning Tao suddenly opened his eyes and asked, "What did you just say?"
The middle-aged white woman was slightly stunned. She was sure that she said it clearly, but Ning Tao didn't seem to hear it. However, she repeated what she had just said.
Ning Tao nodded, stood up and said, "Tianyin, Qingyu, let's go."
Lin Qingyu put two hundred euros on the dining table. In addition to the meal fee, the tip was also included, and it was high.
Ning Tao then said to the middle-aged white woman: "Go tell Mr. Loris that there was a car accident on the street behind the Grand Palace. The people in the car were terrorists and have been killed by my people. There is a bomb, please ask him to send someone to deal with it."
"Here... I'll go right away!" The middle-aged white woman turned around and ran away.
Ning Tao led Lin Qingyu and Ruan Tianyin across the street towards the Grand Palace.
"Brother Ning, did Lin Qinghua send someone here?" Lin Qingyu asked aloud.
Ning Tao nodded: "But I killed them all, let's talk about this later."
Lin Qingyu nodded.
Abby chased after him: "Mr. Ning, is what you said true? There are terrorists attacking here? But you clearly didn't leave here, and you didn't even answer the phone. How can you be so sure? You knew the inside story in advance. Yeah?"
You are a terrorist. Even if there is a terrorist attack, it is related to you. This is probably what she wants to say the most.
Ning Tao just glanced at her but said nothing and walked quickly towards the Grand Palace. This Abby, considering her prejudice and purpose, it was polite enough that he didn't kick her.
Soon, Loris rushed out of the Grand Palace with a large group of plainclothes agents. He was very anxious, but he did not forget to give Ning Tao a nod.
Some people only fear the strong, even his enemies.
Entering the Grand Palace, the domed hall was already overcrowded. It was said to be dinner, but there were only a few decent foods and drinks on the table. The people sitting on the table were all preparing for the upcoming press conference. Some were debugging equipment and some were typing. Typing on the keyboard, a busy scene.
"The mysterious distinguished guest from the East cannot be the boss of Huaxing Communications, right?"
"No, the incident in Canada is still being discussed. How could the CEO of China Renaissance come to France? After the incident in Canada, Chinese businessmen no longer dare to go abroad easily."
"But besides the CEO of China Renaissance, who else could it be?"
"Could it be the terrorist?"
"You mean Ning Tao? Oh my god, how is that possible... However, the fact that he was drinking coffee on the Champs Elysées is really puzzling. After thinking about it, I can't think of a way for the police and the army not to arrest him. reason."
There was also such chatter in the dome hall.
Some people know that Ning Tao drinks coffee on the Champs Elysées, but some people don't know. But no matter whether they knew it or not, no one would associate this mysterious press conference with Ning Tao.
Are you kidding me
Terrorists always hide in dark basements, wear black hoods with only their eyes exposed, place knives on the heads of hostages, threaten civilized society, and convey the information they want to convey. How can they do it in the Grand Palace? The possibility of holding a world-class press conference in such a place
Ning Tao just listened to these discussions without any unnecessary reaction.
A group of people suddenly walked out of a side door.
The reporters in the hall suddenly became lively.
"That's Prince Harder of the British royal family and his Princess Alice!"
"And Princess Charlene Talman of Ruitian, why is she here too?"
"Beside her is Johanna, the daughter of the Wolf of Wall Street. She is a socialite in the upper class circles of Europe and America. What is she doing here?"
"Oh my God, President Matic and his wife are here too."
"I'm very curious about who that mysterious oriental guest is..."
Amidst these discussions, Ning Tao looked at Johanna and Princess Charlene Talman who were being seated under the guidance of the staff, and felt a little troubled for some reason.
Both women had seduced him, but fortunately he was determined and did not fall for them. Later, he became the most wanted terrorist in the world in the United States, and the two women never contacted him. Understanding it from the perspective of their identities, it is not difficult to guess the reason. They just made a wise decision to avoid getting burned.
Johanna and Charlene Talman sat at the table with the most distinguished guests. That table included President Matic and his wife, as well as Prince Hader and his wife from the British royal family. They were distinguished and distinguished. Extremely.
Another group of people walked through another passage, and the one at the front was Duke Mark, as well as members of the nobility from all over Europe. As soon as he appeared, the people at the table, including President Matic and his wife, as well as Prince Hader and his wife, all stood up and greeted him with smiles.
Tonight's protagonist was not noticed and was forgotten in the corner.
At this time, the middle-aged white woman looked around, saw Ning Tao standing in the corner, and ran over: "Mr. Ning, why are you still here? The distinguished guests have already taken their seats, please come over."
Ning Tao nodded and walked over with Ruan Tianyin and Lin Qingyu.
Finally someone discovered Ning Tao.
"Isn't that... the terrorist Ning Tao?" The man's expression was exaggerated, and his voice was filled with excitement and nervousness. "Why is he here? What does he want to do?"
As soon as he shouted, people around him immediately turned their attention, so more people saw Ning Tao, and then the news of Ning Tao's arrival spread like the wind to every corner of the domed hall.
In the blink of an eye, Ning Tao replaced those members of the European royal family and nobility, and even the president Matic was eclipsed. He became the center of attention, attracting everyone's attention.
This is so normal.
Assuming that the deceased terrorist Ben Ledeng appeared here, he would also become a being that sucks all the eyes, let alone Ning Tao
"Then, isn't that Dr. Ning?" Johanna also saw Ning Tao, and she couldn't help but stand up.
Charlene Talman also stood up from her seat: "It's really him, why is he here?"
How could she forget Ning Tao's appearance
Her breasts were enlarged by Ning Tao.
Duke Mark came up to him and said politely: "Mr. Ning, can I talk to you? Let's talk alone."
Ning Tao nodded and said to Lin Qingyu and Ruan Tianyin: "You two wait for me, I will talk to Duke Mark." Lin Qingyu and Ruan Tianyin nodded to Ning Tao.
Duke Mark said to the middle-aged white woman: "Take the two Mrs. Ning to sit down."
"Mrs. Ning, please come with me." The middle-aged white woman said.
Lin Qingyu and Ruan Tianyin followed her to a dining table, which belonged to Duke Mark and several other established European aristocrats. In Europe, the status of the president or the prime minister is actually not as high as that of the established aristocrats, because the aristocrats remain aristocrats for their entire lives, while the president or prime minister only lasts for a few years. And they, to put it bluntly, are actually just the spokespersons of some ancient nobles. Your uncle will always be your uncle. The power of this world has only been in the hands of a very few people since ancient times.
Duke Mark brought Ning Tao to the podium.
Johanna wanted to go over, but was held back by Charlene Talman.
"Do you know who that is? That's Duke Mark, the head of the Vittle family, the underground king of Europe. He's talking to Dr. Ning. You'd better not disturb him." Charlene Talman said to Johanna.
Johanna was so shocked that she couldn't close her mouth from ear to ear. Her eyes when looking at Ning Tao were full of reverence, and there were some factors that she was afraid she couldn't explain clearly.
Next to the podium, Duke Mark said in a low voice: "Mr. Ning, I had all the collections in the Chinese Pavilion in Fontainebleau Palace exchanged. Those antiques were packed in boxes and placed in the same place as last time. You can pick it up after the dinner."
Ning Tao said: "Although those things originally belong to us, but... thank you anyway."
A bitter smile appeared on the corner of Duke Mark's mouth. Ning Tao's thank you was equivalent to a slap in the face to him, and his face was hot. If he had a choice, he would rather start a war than lose face. However, the consequences of launching a war were unbearable for him, because Ning Taozheng had the strength to destroy the Vittle family.
This is like the current international situation.
The lighthouse country killed Saddam because of a generation of laundry, saying that it was Iraq's weapon of mass destruction. But it has never dared to fire a shot at Russia, not for any other reason than because Russia really has weapons of mass destruction and more nuclear bombs than it does!
This is the situation that the Vittle family is facing now. The life and death of Charles and Zuobella are uncertain, but they are probably dead. But in the face of such revenge for killing their children, Duke Vittle can only choose to surrender. He has to think about the Vettel family, unless he wants to perish with the entire Vettel family.
"Mr. Ning, I hope you can see that I am so cooperative with you and don't talk about some sensitive political matters or anything related to terrorism when I go on stage, okay?" Duke Mark is begging. .
Ning Tao said: "Duke Mark, don't worry about this. I regard you as a friend and I will never lose you. What I want to say tonight has nothing to do with politics or terrorism."
"Then what do you want to say?" Duke Mark asked tentatively.
Ning Tao smiled: "You will know soon. Is there anything else? If not, I will go on stage."
Duke Mark said: "Okay, you can go up after the curtain call."
He snapped his fingers.
A middle-aged man in a suit walked from behind the scenes to the stage.
It turned out to be the famous French host Eric.
I have to say that Duke Mark worked very hard for this dinner, and the VIPs and hosts he invited were all heavyweights.