Strongest Guard

The man was around 60 years old. His temples had already turned white, but his appearance was not bad.    

    

Especially that pair of eyes, it gave people a distinct oppressive feeling.    

    

At first glance, this was a person who was used to giving orders.    

    

The official authority was very strong.    

    

However, no matter how high his position was, what did he have to do with Yue Zitong?    

    

She could totally face him with confidence. She narrowed her eyes slightly and met his gaze without fear.    

    

She was wearing sunglasses anyway. Who could see where she was looking?    

    

The old man finally realized how stupid he was when he looked at a woman who wore sunglasses and had just died and tried to use her authority to make her compromise.    

    

He could only lower his head, take a step back, and raise his hand in a gesture of invitation.    

    

"This is the Minister of Finance, Mr. Rooney."    

    

At this moment, Ambassador Liu introduced him again: "He found me through a private way and wants to talk to you alone."    

    

Yue Zitong frowned slightly and asked, "Do I know him?"    

    

A Minister of Finance with British Island could be considered one of the top figures in the entire world.    

    

In the past, when Mr. Rooney came to visit Yue Zitong in person, even if his assistant received her personally, it would still be a great honor for her.    

    

Director Yue, who was a little bit used to bragging, could tell people that she knew the British Finance Minister and that she could do whatever she wanted in the future at British Island. What about running a red light or eating an overlord's meal, it would be a phone call if she wanted to solve the problem.    

    

But now, when Mr. Rooney personally paid her a visit, Yue Zitong didn't feel honored at all.    

    

There was no such thing as "solicitous" or "adulterous".    

    

"Convia has something to say to him."    

    

After hearing Ambassador Liu's explanation, Yue Zitong finally understood and sneered, "Hehe, so he was the one who caused the tragic death of my fiancé and kidnapped my good sister. Are you here to apologize to me? "Still, come talk about the deal."    

    

"Both. The main thing is still the latter. "    

    

Ambassador Liu was very impressed by the Eldest Miss's sharp reaction. He felt more and more that she was qualified to be the Patriarch of Yue Family, this honorable and sacred role.    

    

Yue Zitong sneered again, but didn't say anything.    

    

Ambassador Liu asked in a low voice: "Miss, if you don't want to meet with him, then I-"    

    

"If I don't want the benefits of sending myself to my door, I won't be able to sleep."    

    

When Yue Zitong interrupted Ambassador Liu, she cried again in her heart, "I'm talking more and more like Lee Nanfang."    

    

Ambassador Liu was originally worried that the Miss's hatred for Kang Weiya was one of the main culprits for Lee Nanfang's death, but if she rejected Mr. Rooney's gift, she would definitely seize her, trafficking in human beings, and dig out a big bug hidden among the masses of the people of British Island for the sake of the people of the people.    

    

Only after hearing her say this did he feel relieved. He immediately nodded to Rooney, who was waiting outside the door for news.    

    

Rooney heaved a sigh of relief. Holding his umbrella, he turned around and walked into the drizzling rain.    

    

The funeral home, which could be used to mourn a dead man, was built halfway up a hill on the outskirts of London.    

    

The area of greenery was very high. When the wind blew, the leaves on the trees would rustle, as if they were possessing souls. The newbies were welcomed into their world to play a game of mutual harm.    

    

The road that led up and down the mountain was a two-lane road that wound up and down like a green belt, spreading between the hills.    

    

Yue Zitong walked out with an umbrella.    

    

After walking a few meters, the unremarkable Qi Yue slowly appeared with both her hands in her pockets and a toothpick in her mouth.    

    

Ambassador Liu knew she was Yue Zitong's bodyguard, recommended by Jinghong Ming himself, one of the top bodyguards in China.    

    

Therefore, he was very clear that even if he tried to persuade Qi Yue not to interfere with the conversation between Yue Zitong and Mr. Rooney, she would not care about him.    

    

Since that was the case, there was no need for him to persuade anyone.    

    

He believed that Mr. Rooney wouldn't mind Qi Yue following him too much.    

    

If he really cared, then he would have to trouble himself to recall Carlos and the others who were still receiving their treatment in the hospital.    

    

Rooney walked slowly along the road with his umbrella.    

    

Without a word, Yue Zitong followed him into a small pavilion.    

    

It was raining heavily in the winter in London, so there were many such pavilions on the hills to shelter people from the rain.    

    

The pavilion was clean. There were cushions on the bench and flowers on the round table.    

    

If the owner of the incinerated corpse were to provide more coffee and fine wine, it would give people a feeling of homecoming.    

    

"Miss Yue, please take a seat."    

    

Rooney walked to the opposite side of the round table and put down his umbrella. He turned around and invited Yue Zitong to take a seat.    

    

"Thank you."    

    

Regardless of what kind of opinion he had towards Rooney, a mature Patriarch would never show his dissatisfaction on his face.    

    

After Yue Zitong sat down, she took off her sunglasses and looked at Rooney with her clear and cold eyes.    

    

He didn't speak.    

    

This way, he would be able to gain a certain advantage in the negotiations that followed.    

    

A hint of surprise flashed across Rooney's eyes.    

    

He really didn't expect that when Yue Zitong was sitting across from him, the British Finance Minister, she did not have a shred of fear. She was indeed worthy of being the youngest Patriarch among all the forces in China.    

    

If Director Yue knew what he was thinking, he would have told him honestly: "You have Qi Yue behind you to protect you, you won't be afraid of anyone."    

    

"Miss Yue, I'm sorry."    

    

Rooney said softly after being silent for a moment.    

    

Yue Zitong chuckled and said in a low voice, "I have heard these three words too many times in your country. I have already become numb."    

    

"Miss Yue, are you rejecting my apology?"    

    

Rooney's grizzled eyebrows creased slightly.    

    

He thought that he was already giving Yue Zitong a lot of face by saying that he was sorry.    

    

He really didn't expect Yue Zitong to treat him with such an attitude.    

    

The smile on Yue Zitong's face vanished.    

    

When he spoke again, his voice was as cold as Dong Yu's: "If apologizing can bring my fiancé back to life, it can make up for the damage to my sister's heart. "Then, I will disperse all my wealth and invite even more people from the British Island to queue up in front of me and say these words to me."    

    

Yue Zitong had no diplomatic experience.    

    

However, what she said now was like a needle hidden within cotton, piercing through Rooney's biggest weakness.    

    

Yes, no matter how great your position is, your lover is a villain.    

    

That was the real evil spirit.    

    

Not only was it related to the notorious trafficker, trafficking in beauties from all over the world, it was also a smuggling of weapons and officials.    

    

Why would Convia dare to do such a wicked thing?    

    

Moreover, after working for so long, they were not exposed and were not brought to justice.    

    

Wasn't it because of you?    

    

Thinking about his lover, who made him crazy with infatuation, not only was he a trafficker, but he also dared to carry his weapon, official, and Rooney's Xinn'er, he felt a burst of pain.    

    

An uncontrollable pain had shattered his official prestige. He was domineering.    

    

He lowered his noble head in front of Yue Zitong, the indirect victim, and once again said, "I'm sorry, Miss Yue."    

    

This apology came from the depths of his heart.    

    

Yue Zitong remained silent.    

    

Like what she said just now, if apologies were useful, she would really disperse all her wealth and invite people to line up to apologize to her.    

    

Therefore, there was no need to care about Rooney's apology.    

    

Rooney was also very clear that if he wanted to obtain Yue Zitong's complete forgiveness and maintain his current position as the Finance Minister, he had to pay a certain amount of gold and silver to be accepted by the respectable lady.    

    

It was a private transaction, not in the interests of the state.    

    

Of course, he also received the secret support of King of Englandrong and the British side.    

    

Otherwise, Rooney's mistress would have been exposed long ago for committing such heinous crimes, and he himself would have been investigated long ago.    

    

The British side protected Rooney. In addition to continuing to maintain the stability of his internal power, they also acknowledged his ability to work.    

    

As long as he could deal with Yue Zitong, then the Chinese ambassador to British Island, Mr. Liu Qizhao, would not ask the British side to uncover the truth in the matter of Kang Weiya kidnapping Min Rou.    

    

Since it was a private transaction without taxes, the benefit Rooney brought out was also very simple, it was a bank card.    

    

"Miss Yue, this card with the Swiss bank account has thirty percent of the profits from Convia's private hospital over the years."    

    

Rooney turned the card over as he spoke.    

    

The bank card was brand-new.    

    

There was an unscratched code area behind the card.    

    

He himself did not know the password to this card.    

    

But the person who gets this card, all he has to do is scrape open the code area, log on to the web site, and write down the verification code — congratulations, you can withdraw money from the Swiss bank.    

    

Convia had been in the business for more than a decade.    

    

Over the years, even if she were to squander her money, the pure profits from her business would still be a considerable figure.    

    

Thirty percent of the profit, Wang Shaori said, would be around three hundred million dollars.    

    

Hehe, three hundred million dollars can make up for the loss of Miss Yue's son. Ah, no, is it the loss of her lover's sorrow?    

    

Of course not.    

    

But!    

    

Miss Yue had always been a kind person, and seeing Rooney's sincerity, she decided to accept his compensation.    

    

With a faint smile, she stretched her hand out and took the bank card.    

    

She casually held the bank card between her two fingers and flipped it back and forth in front of her eyes. Then, she softly said, "I have another request."    

    

"Please speak."    

    

Rooney, who finally realized that his future was in the hands of the beauty opposite him, used honorifics when he spoke again.    

    

"I want that woman."    

    

Yue Zitong looked at the slowly flipping bank card and casually made her request.    

    

"Which woman?"    

    

Rooney was stunned for a moment and then realized what was going on. "Is … Is it Kang Weiya?"    

    

Yue Zitong stared at the bank card and nodded slightly.    

    

Although she was over thirty years old and her true age was around thirty-seven, she was a mature woman that Henry and the others were all drooling over.    

    

What's more, the noble aura she emitted was even more enchanting. She only wanted to conquer her in the most crude of ways.    

    

Even if he had to die on her belly, he would do it willingly.    

    

Since she was such a familiar and beautiful woman, of course Mr. Rooney would pamper her with everything he had.    

    

Otherwise, she wouldn't have carried him on her back to do business with smugglers and officials.    

    

But now, Yue Zitong opened her mouth and asked for Kang Weiya.    

    

If Miss Yue was a man, Rooney would understand.    

    

After all, which gentleman would be hard to deal with a fair lady?    

    

Miss Yue was a woman.    

    

It didn't look like a woman who liked women at all.    

    

Then, what if she wanted to ask Mr. Rooney for the best Convia?    

    

Was this question really that puzzling?    

    

Of course not!    

    

Yue Zitong wanted Convia, to torture her to death.    

    

She wanted to vent her grief over losing her lover on Convia.    

    

Yue Zitong felt that she should not have any psychological burdens in torturing such a charming woman, who was actually extremely sinful.    

    

Mr. Rooney's face was pale and he didn't say anything for a long time.    

    

Yue Zitong put her bank card on the table. Just as she was about to stand up, Rooney finally spoke: "I'll add another 100 million!"