“That’s it...” He muttered vaguely as he put the pastry in his mouth.

"Well, like the pictures you see in the newspapers, you can't be wrong."Roland nodded slightly.Before coming here, he did his homework in advance and had a basic understanding of the three-leaf group.The person on stage is Gard, a member of the board of directors of Sanye and the president of the construction department, ranking fifth in the whole family and the "father" of Garcia.

He thought he would see Wimbledon III, but it turned out that Jelle had not devoured the hapless Grey-Bang King.At the same time, he also confirmed that the residents in the soul building have been fully accepted by the dream world, forming a set of self-consistent memories and interpersonal relationships.As for whether there was Jiaxia first or Jiade, it is impossible to know whether it was created by the existence of Garcia to create the three-leaf family, or whether it was filled into the three-leaf family relationship network by random selection.If he does not have all the memories of another world, it is expected that everything here will be considered completely true.

Although the dream world is evolving in a direction he does not understand, at least the cornerstone of the world is still constructed from his memory prototype, and therefore everywhere is full of incongruity.This made Roland feel a little relieved - those elements that were forcibly put together reminded him that he was in a dream.

For example, Garcia's previous surname was Wimbledon, but here it is Jia.Such small changes are everywhere, and if Cobb in the movie dreamscape needs a personal item as a totem to distinguish whether his world is a dream, then he will not produce such confusion and confusion.

Garter's speech was nothing more than a thank you for the presence and support of the martial arts, and finally mentioned the daughter who broke off the relationship - as Diaspø said, his tone was full of regret and regret for his daughter's absence, and expressed his willingness to talk to her at any time.

The audience once again sounded a warm applause, and the camera in the reporter's hand flashed just right.

Only Roland laughed at himself.

In the end, as long as the renovation plan of the cylinder community is abandoned, or give full compensation, Garcia will not get to this point with him.

After the speech, there is a toast.

Roland was waiting for this moment.

“Come on, eat later.”He motioned to the witch, then took up a glass of champagne and headed for Garter.

...

"Mr. He, thank you for the light tonight, and the green space project needs your strong support."

“Wherever you are, you’ve worked together for so long and what’s left!”

"Miss Han, don't you know that the three leaves in the new final martial arts museum in the southern city are satisfied?"

"I haven't been."

"Ah... haha, you'll be able to stand on top of it this year."

As Garter finished his front row guest, just emerging from the hustle and bustle of the crowd, Roland stepped in front of him.

“You are...” The other person clearly stood still.

“Roland, the subsidious attender of Garcia.”He straightened back.

"It is you... fortunately," Garder's look quickly returned to normal, turning to the waiter and taking a glass of wine, "people who can awaken the power of nature are born lucky, and I envy you young people."

Roland and he didn't drink champagne after a glass of wine, "I want to talk to you, privately."

This statement has been a bit of a rude, in terms of age, the other party is obviously an elder, and in terms of social status, the directors of large corporate groups are not much lower than the star Budo, let alone newcomers like Roland who have just entered the line.

Garter frowned, “I’m sorry, I have other guests to entertain...”

"It was Garcia who asked me to come to you, don't you want to know how your daughter has been lately?"Roland raised the volume slightly.

In the light of the corner of his eye, he had seen a reporter notice the movement on this side.

He knew that he would agree with each other.

Otherwise, the image of "concerning the daughter" that was created before will not be able to stand up.

"Well," said Garter, choosing to concede, "if not too long."

"Of course, it won't last long."Roland smiled.

There was such a VIP private compartment in the ballroom, so that after the attendants withdrew, there was only Garter and his secretary and Roland in the room.

“Doesn’t it matter if you leave him?”Roland looked at the old secretary, "What I'm going to say involves your interests."

"Of course, he's a family member, and I've been with him for decades."Garter said, “It’s you, are you sure you’re going to talk about these three beautiful... little girls?”This is not an amusement park.”

After no need to camouflage, the other party showed a look of obvious impatience, and the tone did not return to the previous politeness.

It turned out that Roland thought that considering that he had the power of nature, the other party would inevitably stay on guard.Although the man is old, from the action and position, nine out of ten are also an awakened person.

“Because what I’m going to talk about is related to these three people...” He shrugged, “Long story short, it’s a deal — they’re black, and I need you to register them as a legal account and arrange a good high school.”

Garter was silent for a moment before he said, “What do you want to talk to me about, that’s all?”

If it is an ordinary person, I am afraid that the first reaction is "you are fucking kidding me", the second reaction is to turn away, and now you can still press the temper, its cultivation in the businessman is also good.

"Yes," Roland said, "it should not be difficult for the Sanleaf Group."

“You say it’s a deal, so what can you give me?”Stand up against Garcia, or let her give up confrontation with the group and give up the cylinder building to a new project?”

"I'm her friend, how could I do that."

In fact, after discovering the secret of the memory fragments, the cylinder tower became the object of Roland's determination to protect, and any construction team that wanted to demolish the building will face the troubles of 300 Takilla Witches.For example, removing the excavator's track clean overnight, or making the site haunted, is easy for them.

"Oh, my friend," said Gard, laughing twice, "then we have nothing to talk about."

“Not necessarily.”Roland took out his hunting license from his pocket and swung it in front of him.

"This is--" The other party instantly changed his face and turned his head to the old secretary.

The secretary stared at the license half-sound and then nodded slowly, "It's true."

“How could you have this thing—”

"It's a secret of the association, and you don't have a right to know it," Roland interrupted Garter, after all, not even himself knowing how to declare, review, and issue documents.

Garter stared at him gloomily for a long time, took a cigar from his arms and seemed to want to smoke it, and finally took it back for half a day, "It seems that my daughter has met someone who has been very well-known... But Mr. Roland, the Wudao Family Association is a law-conscious organization..."

“Do you think I’m threatening you?”Roland sighed deliberately, "I've said before, it's a deal."

“What do you mean...”

"Business to do so big, there will always be some indescribable resistance.It is good to say that in the dark, it is not so easy to deal with, I am right?"He held out his finger, “A chance to solve the trouble, and that’s the price I’ve given.”But not everyone can do it, the first goal must be the perpetrator; secondly, he does not belong to the person on the surface; in the end, he does pose a threat to you.I have a way to check all three of the above, so don’t get lucky.In this way, the association will not be too concerned about this matter.Of course, it is best to have no knowledge of nature.”

In short, it is a black leader.

Such people usually have a large number of subordinate gangs in their hands, and the normal response requires lengthy forensics, ambush, arrest, and trial, during which the company may suffer amazing losses, and it is much simpler to use violence directly.From the other person's eyes, Roland knew that he must have encountered several similar things.

Garter hesitated for a moment, "Mr. Roland, if you are serious, then the value of the three accounts is not equal."

Roland couldn't help but laugh, and Garcia's words were right - "Reassured, my father is not a unreasonable person, in business, especially in transactions, he only values interests."Maybe now he has to make up a little, he knows how to retreat.

“You think of it as a deal.The three people around me are only the first group, and the final total should be about 300."

“Three hundred blacks?”Gard said, “The police will notice...”

“Slow down, I don’t want you to finish it recently, a year, two years... or years is not a problem, after all, this agreement is long-term.”In any case, according to Ceyrin's statement, not everyone can go to the heart to read, such as Elena, pherys this, it is better to follow him to rob the fallen devil to fill the family with a more promising future.

“If that’s the case, I might be able to do it.”

“It’s a pleasure to work together.”

When the old secretary took a picture of the witches, it meant that the deal was set up—and although it would not make any words, Roland knew that the other party would not easily break the promise.

Just as he was about to leave the room with the three of them, Garter suddenly stopped him, “Wait... wait...”

“Is there anything else?”Roland turned back.

“My daughter, Garcia, how’s it going lately?”Garter hesitated, still asked, "I called her many times, but she didn't answer..."

"Don't worry, she's having a good time."Roland responded.

...

Looking at the door of the re-opening, Gard finally lit his cigar.After a while, he whispered, “Is this guy really just an ordinary person?”

“I feel the same way,” nodded the taciturn secretary, “the high-level attitude does not seem to be disguised.”

Ordinary people usually show timidity, flattery, high, hard-line and so on in the face of him, which is caused by the gap between age, wealth and social status, and the power of nature does not change a person's temperament, especially a newly awakened person like Roland.

However, Garter did not see the slightest discomfort in the other party, nature, relaxation, and the faint feeling of looking down almost naturally, as if he had faced such a scene countless times.

But how is that possible?If he is almost the same age as Garcia, he is only in his twenties!

For the first time, Gard realized that he could not see through a person at all.

...

"Such a deal should not be for you to talk about."After leaving the cubicle, San Milano muttered, "You are the king of two worlds, and it is rude for him to look at you."

"If Lord Eli is here, he must have put his sword around the other side's neck," Dodo echoed.

"Since it is the king, it must be the right thing to do if you want to do it."He said, "Like Lord Akalis, he never takes into account the opinions of others."

Hearing these remarks from the mouth of the "little girl" with a huge difference in image, Roland had a feeling of crying and laughing, "Who let my minister not enter the dream world?"And I have said, don't call me your majesty outside."

“Yes, Rolando.”The three of them immediately changed.

“Are we going back now?”He looked at the new buffet at the back of the hall and unconsciously licked his lips.

"The banquet should be held until late at night, but it's not good for the other witches to wait too long," Roland said, looking up at the night with a funny smile, "and eat another half an hour, and wait until eight o'clock to leave on time."

“Follow the orders!”The three of them looked at each other and ran excitedly toward the table.

Looking at them, they really look like a minor child, Roland can't help but sigh in his heart.He slowly followed behind, took up the glass of champagne that had not been moved and put it in his mouth, and just prepared to drink it, only to remember that he was driving, and he had to put it down helplessly.

In the midst of this, the pale golden champagne suddenly changed.

I saw a bright red undercurrent emerge in an empty space, like a dripping ink in a cup, and spreading along the shaking of wine in a circle – but it did not dye the champagne the same red, but gradually condensed into a line of distorted text, which seemed extremely sudden and strange!

“Don’t forget the agreement."

A short sentence, but let Roland startled a cold sweat.

He subconsciously tried to throw the glass away until the moment he was out of hand before he pressed his impulse.

The recovery force is so large that even directly pinches the cup of feet out of the crack!

But when he looked again at the champagne in the glass, there was no trace of the handwriting, and it was still pure and clear, light gold liquor, as if nothing had happened.