In Sweden, there were five people in a high-end hotel room, three men and two women. The atmosphere was dull, everyone was doing their own thing.
Two women sat opposite each other. One was wearing a white turtleneck and holding a magazine. She was as quiet as a white lotus in the snow, giving people a cold feeling. The other woman was wearing a deep V black skirt, with a large area of snow white exposed to the air, and her red lips were pursed. Drinking red wine, sexy as fire, with the charm of the night. Invisibly, there was a sense of tit-for-tat between the two.
The other three are all doing their own things. A bearded man held a copy of "Home in Ruins" in his hand, reading it intently with an expressionless face. The other two stood at the window looking at the scenery. One was strong and the other was thin. The contrast was sharp.
No one spoke, as if they were waiting for something.
"When do you think our hometown will be so peaceful?" The lean man standing at the window looking at the scenery said, breaking the dull atmosphere.
As soon as the voice fell, there was a movement in the quiet room. The four people turned their heads and glanced at the lean man, and continued to do their own things as if nothing had happened.
The bearded man put down his book, tilted his head to think about it, and said a little seriously.
"When death comes."
The answer made the atmosphere in the room feel dull again.
"To talk about meaningless things, let's discuss who our target is this time." The strong man at the window took a puff of his cigar and spoke.
"It should be the Chinese guy," the lean man said.
"My intuition tells me that it's not that Chinese guy." The woman in the turtleneck and white sweater put down the magazine and said quietly.
As soon as she spoke, everyone else stopped, because Bai Di's intuition was always very accurate. But for this operation, it wasn't the Chinese, who else could have allowed the organization to risk being discovered and send them here.
"I bet you, it's that Chinese guy." said the sexy girl in black dress.
"What are you betting on?" Bai Di said seriously.
"Whoever loses goes first," the sexy girl said.
"How many times have you lost? Your pink face has turned purple and black." Bai Di said quietly.
So cruel.
The three men on the field had facial muscles twitching and eyelids twitching. They didn't dare to show expressions and pretended not to hear. Those who should be smoking smoked and those who should read were reading.
The invisible atmosphere of confrontation between the two reappeared, and not long after, there was a sound from the door. For an instant, all five people looked at the door, their bodies tensed, and the atmosphere in the room instantly became suffocatingly cold.
Click!
The door opened and a man wearing a blue striped suit entered, and the suffocating atmosphere in the room disappeared.
Lyric looked around as if nothing was wrong, making sure that everyone was present. Lyric took out five pieces of information from his briefcase and threw them on the table.
"This is the goal of this operation." Lyric's hoarse voice was like foam rubbing against a rough wall, giving people goosebumps.
The five of them had long been accustomed to Lyric's hoarse and deep voice. They picked up the documents, with a hint of surprise in their eyes. It’s not the surprise of the target’s identity, but the surprise that the target is not who they thought they were.
"Is it this old man? Why not that Chinese guy?" Aisha licked her red lips and sat upright. The deep V-neck black skirt twisted as her body twisted, and the white spring light loomed, a little unwillingly.
The three men twitched their faces and read the information carefully. Beside Bai Di, his cold face rarely showed a meaningful smile.
"Would you like to capture that Chinese guy by the way? He is quite powerful and the organization will definitely like him." The lean man put down the information in his hand and spoke.
"Ho ho ho..." Lyric laughed strangely. If you didn't look at his expression, you wouldn't know he was laughing.
Lyric's laughter made the five of them tremble, and they did not dare to say anything more. Past experience tells them that whenever the head makes this laughter, it will be very scary. If you offend his brow, the consequences will be disastrous.
"We can't catch that Chinese guy if we want. Don't be too clever, create extraneous problems, and delay the organization's plan. Hey, hey, hey... you know the consequences."
The five people immediately shut up and stopped talking about this matter.
Seeing that several people were interested, Lyric said nothing more and got to the point: "Let's start arranging tasks now. Which of you will go first this time?" Lyric asked back and forth between Aisha and Bai Di.
A smile appeared on Bai Di's lips: "It's still her."
…
Chen Mo stood at the hotel window with a glass of water, overlooking the city of Stockholm.
As early as yesterday, they had arrived.
European cities do not have many high-rise buildings and maintain a retro look. This was Chen Mo's first time abroad. He didn't have a good feeling or a bad impression.
But compared with domestic cities, it lacks the look and feel of modern urbanization, the pace of life is much slower, and there are no people in a hurry.
Next to him was Zhang Xinxin, the only one who came with Chen Mo to receive the award. Her parents didn't understand English and would not come here if they didn't join in the fun. Xiao Yu was pregnant and had trouble traveling around, so Zhang Xinxin was the most suitable person to accompany Chen Mo to attend.
At this time, Zhang Xinxin was wearing a long blue dress. She looked very lively and had a bit of a ladylike atmosphere.
Not long after, Lan Xi entered the room holding a dress.
Zhu He and Luo Yu in the room glanced at her, nodded gently, and continued to stand aside.
These two people are unfamiliar faces to Lan Xi and have never seen them before. But Chen Mo said that Zhu He and Luo Yu were his temporary secretaries and life assistants, assisting her and responsible for some of the work around Chen Mo.
As smart as she was, she immediately understood the identity of the two people and didn't say much.
In Lan Xi's memory, this was the first time Chen Mo went abroad. Chen Mo usually takes vacations in China. I have never heard of which country he went to for vacation. Even the most important weddings are held in China.
"Boss, your dress."
"good."
Chen Mo turned around and responded, put down the water glass, took the dress from Lan Xi's hand and entered the bedroom.
As early as yesterday, they had arrived and had a simple rehearsal.
Every Nobel Prize winner can invite some relatives and friends to watch the ceremony. Her parents didn't understand English and didn't come with her. Xiaoyu was pregnant, so Chen Mo didn't let her run around. He could stay at home to raise the baby and come here by himself.
Five minutes later, Chen Mo came out of the bedroom and had already changed into the dress that Lan Xi had brought in.
At the award ceremony, the ancient Nordic tradition was maintained. The dress was a black tuxedo and a white bow tie, just like an ancient aristocratic gentleman.
"Does it look like a penguin?" Chen Mo looked at his dress and asked jokingly.
Poof!
Zhang Xinxin thought for a moment and couldn't help but laugh. "You take two steps with your hands stretched out, and you look like a penguin."
Even the serious Lan Xi, Wang Hai and others couldn't help but smile when they glanced at Chen Mo.
Chen Mo often does fitness exercises, and his body has developed its potential. His figure is very well-proportioned, and his lines are very natural. When he puts on a tuxedo, he really has the temperament of a gentleman.
But now that Chen Mo said it, the appearance of a penguin came to several people's minds. After comparing it, they found that they were indeed similar. If a fat person puts on this kind of dress, the picture will look...
Few people dared to imagine it.
"The ceremony started at 4:30 pm. A total of 1,320 people including nobles, celebrities and dignitaries from all walks of life participated in this ceremony. The ceremony takes about one and a half hours, and the dinner takes about four and a half hours. During the dinner, you have to give a speech, so boss you Remember to bring your speech notes."
Seeing that Chen Mo was ready, Lan Xi explained the itinerary to Chen Mo again to avoid missing anything. After all, this was a big occasion. The image of Chen Mo in the ceremony is the image of China and the image of the Marching Ant Company.
While several people were joking in the room, the person responsible for transporting Chen Mo came to inform: "Mr. Chen Mo, the ceremony is about to begin. We are going to the ceremony site now."
(End of chapter)