Chu Yining's skirt fluttered, and her back curled away from Huang Xuan's sight. Only then did he realize that he had not remembered her appearance.
Recalling the moment just now, Huang Xuan was somewhat depressed, but he quickly remembered Li Mu's advice: "Be strong without desire."
In addition to surviving, he should not have any more desires. A plane-level beauty should not have any interaction with a fake Rong Guang. If he is attacked by an angry rival, he really doesn't know what to do.
Comforting himself like this, Huang Xuan thought of Miss Diao again. Miss Ren Ruochan was a standard girl next door. She knew a lot of things but never showed off. She understood Huang Xuan's feelings and could share Huang Xuan's happiness and joy. Worry, besides, she was equally impressively beautiful.
It was a kind of beauty that was completely different from Chu Yining's.
Chu Yining from the Space and Time Administration Bureau exudes dazzling light. For many people, it is even dazzling, just like the sun; while Ren Ruochan is as gentle as the moonlight, making people want to look at it unconsciously. Look, look again, and imprint it in your mind.
Thinking of this, Huang Xuan's mood calmed down. The only thing that made him a little unhappy was that he was almost regarded as a passerby by Chu Yining, even though he was a fake glorious noble.
Almost no one noticed Huang Xuan's momentary gaffe, and the eyes of the audience were inevitably focused on the important Chu Yining in the hall. This may have something to do with Prince Fabio and Mr. Conmas who were talking next to him. But as long as they see the so-called prince's wretched appearance, everyone will choose to change their perspective.
As members of the Space-Time Management Bureau, Chu Yining and Hou Junlong each have their own identities and backgrounds, and their behavior is also different.
Although Hou Junlong is arrogant at heart, he is very good at superficial skills. He will even smooth things over when Mr. Conmas and Prince Fabio have a deadlock.
And Chu Yining just watched quietly, as if the Space and Time Management Bureau was watching everyone.
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Roger Conmas's back was soon soaked with sweat, and then the clothes cleaned themselves, and then it was soaked again... He couldn't figure out why Prince Fabio was so clear about his bottom line. , every time the bidding is to the point, it is neither yes nor no.
If we really negotiate based on the bottom line, what difference does it make if we lose in the peace talks
Fabio has a beard on his lips, brown hair, brown eyebrows, and a brown beard, which are fluffy and cover less than half of his face. He is much calmer and more confident than Mr. Conmas, but he doesn’t know. Is this the confidence that comes from the winner, or the confidence that comes from insight into negotiations.
Hou Junlong stood a little behind Chu Yining intentionally or unintentionally, looking at her earlobes and the back of her neck, a little absent-minded and a little greedy.
"As long as the R plane promises not to interfere in Bei Liu's internal affairs, and hand over the list and information of the underground armed forces, we can still be exempted from compensation and apology, or promise to withdraw our troops?" Fabio looked at it with some pride. Mr. Conmas's eyes quickly passed over Chu Yining's face.
Mr. Conmas looked at the prince opposite with a gloomy face. He promised not to interfere in Bei Liu's internal affairs anymore. This was the bottom line of the R plane. Handing over information about underground armed forces was absolutely unacceptable and would make the R plane His reputation has hit rock bottom, but what makes him angry is that whether to hand over the list of underground armed forces is actually controversial within the R plane. The key point is that Bei 6 now occupies several border planes. This is Plane R wants to come back.
At this point, he felt a little unable to go on. Hou Junlong chuckled and said, "Let's talk about these specific things tomorrow. Let's get to know each other and have a good exchange today."
Similar words have been said five or six times. The people standing around are the main forces of tomorrow's negotiations. Everyone is sizing each other up, estimating, and rehearsing. This is also the negotiation habit in the plane era. It doesn't matter if you break up at the banquet, and it's not easy to break up. At this time, you can ask for a high price and pay back the money on the ground; but at the negotiation table, you should be cautious when speaking.
Huang Xuan walked slowly in the outer circle. People in the hall knew their identities. Those who were qualified went there to listen and cheer. Those who were not qualified just ate, drank and had fun like a banquet. It was considered as a gift. The master is a foil.
This custom has a history of thousands of years.
But today, it seemed that the differences between the two parties were too great, and Mr. Conmas soon lost his interest in talking. Jaschain took over his duties and said with a smile: "Actually, regarding the issues of other planes, We can let it go for now. This time, we all have a lot of prisoners, although most of them are third- and fourth-level mercenaries, but it would be better to exchange them, what do you think?"
Mercenaries are also people with status and household registration, and their property is also recorded. Even level 1 mercenaries are willing to fight for a single force or regime, and the party that captures them will usually only treat them as level 4. Mercenaries, this is a bit of a waste. In addition, exchanging mercenaries can reflect human rights and encourage the remaining mercenaries to fight seriously without worries.
Unexpectedly, Fabio was very talkative this time and said: "Then let's exchange."
Everyone marveled, and Mr. Conmas's face became more and more gloomy. It was not that he had not thought of proposing such a condition, but the family in plane R had a big business and there was no shortage of these mercenaries. Beiliu was different, so he was prepared to put it forward. It was kept as a bargaining chip, but there was nothing wrong with Jaschain doing this. After all, the number of mercenaries captured by both sides was the same, and perhaps more people were captured by his side.
However, he talked for a long time, but no agreement was reached. The Wendelin family came forward and gained something all at once, so naturally he felt unhappy.
Because of his warm complexion, Jascha could not tell that he was old at all, but he still said with a smile: "Actually, this time, the conflict between Plane E and you is not irreconcilable, and we are just in time for it..."
Mr. Conmas listened to the talk of the Wendelin family boss, feeling impatient, and turned his head around to look for Huang Xuan. It happened that Asuo passed by, he waved him over and said, "Go and call Mr. Huang over, just say I want to invite him."
He has already seen that the Space and Time Management Bureau is obviously leaning towards Bei 6, but he doesn't know whether they have reached an agreement with the Beta plane or are dissatisfied with the R plane's independent decision-making.
Huang Xuan was enjoying various drinks with Dianwei at this time. Azuo came over in a hurry, looked around, and called out: "Mr. Huang?"
"Um?"
"Father wants to invite you to come over and have a chat." Azuo pointed.
Huang Xuan smiled lightly and said, "If the people from the Time and Space Administration will mediate, what's the point of me going."
"Just talking casually." That's all he could say.
Huang Xuan smiled again, knowing that Comas wanted to use himself as a weight, but this time he said nothing and walked slowly over.
Just after passing through the smiling crowd, you can see Chu Yining's graceful figure.
There are countless beauties present, but the strange thing is that wherever Chu Yining is, people can always see her at first glance, just like a pearl placed in the rice.
Azuo led the way, and Huang Xuan walked slowly over. It wasn't until Mr. Conmas turned his face that he showed a smile and said, "We meet again, Mr. Conmas."
Poor performance. Many people think about it with disdain, but naturally they won't express it openly.
Mr. Conmas breathed a sigh of relief and said sincerely: "Mr. Huang, I am so happy to see you again."
Huang Xuan also chatted with him for a few words, and then smiled as if he had just seen someone else: "Mr. Hou, Ms. Chu, we meet again."
Hou Junlong nodded slightly hesitantly.
But Chu Yining smiled and said: "Mr. Huang, why are you here?"
Huang Xuan had a smile on his face, but he was carefully savoring her words in his heart. At first, it seemed that he was asking about his purpose, but upon closer inspection, he understood that what Miss Chu Yining wanted to say was probably why he wanted to be mixed in. In the matter of the Space-Time Management Bureau.
Chu Yi's face was bright and bright, and she looked forward to it. Huang Xuan flashed her deep and dark eyes, and said with a teasing taste: "Entertainment. In life, entertainment comes first, right?"
If the same words were said on Earth, a large number of people would naturally laugh and agree, but here, most people looked at him expressionlessly.
What Huang Xuan doesn't understand is that as a low-level plane, the pressure of survival on the R plane is huge, while the earth itself, compared to the planes it knows, has very little mental and psychological pressure on its residents. .
Mr. Conmas coughed and said with a smile: "Entertainment is naturally a major event in life, right? Haha."
Only then did someone laugh along with him.
Chu Yining looked at Huang Xuan again and said nothing, but as she stood there, people couldn't help but take her as the center of their vision, as if she was snatched by God.
Hou Junlong, on the other hand, stared at Huang Xuan and said, "Mr. Huang and my master are really alike."
"Oh?" Huang Xuan remembered that Hou Junlong's master was called "Wuhua Taoist". I don't know why there is such a translation, but a first-class traveler is always worthy of attention.
"My master also said that entertainment comes first, and education must be entertaining. I have been playing since I was a child." Hou Junlong smiled like this and said, "Let's go over there and sit down and talk."
"That's fine." It was Prince Fabio who spoke. He took a deep look at Huang Xuan, just like everyone else. Taoist Wuhua is the most powerful traveler known to people in the past ten thousand years. The remaining two gentlemen who destroyed the plane were both born into glorious nobles. Ordinary people don't even know their last names.
Everyone paid great attention to Hou Junlong's proposal to sit down and talk. On this occasion, sitting down and talking, especially before formal negotiations, shows that there is something to talk about. Huang Xuan received such treatment as soon as he appeared on the stage. Several reporters from the media almost frantically wrote something on their hands. Behaviors such as "residing images" are not allowed in this kind of occasion. They were probably preparing to send out a message immediately. A copy of the manuscript.
Dozens of people gathered around Hou Junlong, Chu Yining, Huang Xuan, Mr. Conmas, Fabio and others and walked to the long table nearby. Hou Junlong surprisingly walked beside Huang Xuan, as if kind.
And Huang Xuan's surprise didn't stop there. As soon as he sat on the long table, he saw Hou Junlong take out a stack of cards from his jacket-like top and said with a smile: "Master gave this to me. I just started it when I was a kid." When I was learning numbers, he taught me how to play this kind of card. Later, when I got the authority for the first time, I also used this card to decide which plane to go to.”
As he spoke, he spread the cards on the table and said: "Sometimes the administration also plays this..."
Hou Junlong raised his head while he was talking and saw Huang Xuan waiting for him stupidly. He couldn't help but ask: "Mr. Huang?"
"Poker!" Huang Xuan suddenly said.
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