Chen Chu glanced at them and ignored them.
Someone next to him opened the door of a stretched luxury car for him, lowered his head and said, "Mr. Chen, please come in."
This is near the runway where planes take off, but the Martinson family is so capable that they were able to drive their car here.
But this doesn’t care about Chen Chu. He is just a passenger in the car, so what the **** does it have to do with him?
The eyes of other people around are becoming more and more envious and dissatisfied: "Fake, Fake, Fake...these **** capitalists who deserve to be hanged on the gallows..."
Getting into the car, Chen Chu discovered that this was actually a specially modified super bulletproof car. Why did he know this?
Because the thickness of the door is simply terrifying, and the thickness of the glass window feels as thick as three fingers, it’s just incredible.
Chen Chu believed that this car can defend against rockets. Is this configuration really full?
A bit coquettish!
Chen Chu used his telekinesis to scan the situation of the car, and then he was stunned...
There are many...weapons hidden in various places in the car! They range from self-defense pistols, automatic rifles, and even submachine guns, as well as some unknown grenade bombs.
This, this, this.
No wonder this car is an extended version. If it weren’t for the extended version, it would be impossible to hide so many things.
The bodyguard came over and asked, "Are you ready to go? Mr. Chen Chu?"
Chen Chu came back to his senses, nodded and said: "Okay, let's go."
“Okay.” The bodyguard nodded and got into the car.
This is a very muscular man, his eyes seem to be unfocused, and he seems to be staring at somewhere all the time, which makes people a little confused.
He held up the miniature microphone on his collar and said, "Let's go."
The car drove slowly, and as it drove out of the airport, several cars came from nowhere, surrounding the stretched Lincoln.
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In the castle with a history of hundreds of years, old Martinson was sitting in a wheelchair, eagerly waiting for Chen Chu's arrival.
Old Johnny put down his cell phone and said, "Sir, Mr. Chen Chu and the others are here."
Old Martinson was overjoyed and said eagerly: "Hurry up and push me over."
There was no hesitation. Although old Johnny couldn't quite understand the master's mood, he didn't say much. Instead, he pushed the wheelchair dutifully, took the elevator downstairs, and faced the gate.
This way, if a vehicle comes in, you can see it immediately.
Sure enough, after a while, a motorcade drove into the castle, and then several cars dispersed, and an extended Lincoln drove straight towards the center of the castle.
Chen Chu also noticed a few people in front of the classical castle hall from a distance.
After the car stopped, the bodyguard quickly got out of the car and opened the door for Chen Chu. After Chen Chu got out of the car, he quickly walked towards Old Martinson.
"Mr. Chen Chu, I finally meet you. I've been fascinated by you for a long time." What people didn't expect was that the old Martinson spoke fluent Chinese as soon as he spoke it. Apart from a slight accent, there was nothing wrong with it.
"Old Mr. Martinson? Are you... paralyzed?"
The atmosphere is a little awkward.
Chen Chu had never known that old Martinson was a paralytic before. He only heard that he was over a hundred years old, but he did not expect that he was old and paralyzed and needed a wheelchair.
“Haha, it’s an old problem.” Old Martinson said.
"That's true. You are no longer old, and old problems are normal." Chen Chu nodded and said, "But in your case, you should exercise more to avoid any physical problems."
The two of them talked about health care at the entrance of the hall.
A servant brought a chair: "Mr. Chen Chu, please sit down."
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The place where Old Martinson lived was more luxurious than the Chen Mansion, and the way he treated his servants was also more naked.
Because all the maids and servants present would call old Martinson master. This reminded Chen Chu of a bizarre recruitment revelation from a housekeeping company that went viral in a short video in China. A wife from Shanghai was recruiting for a nanny position and required the nanny to perform "kneeling service" throughout the process. Her monthly salary was around 120,000 yuan.
Yes, you read that right, it’s ‘kneeling service’, and the monthly salary is also hundreds of thousands.
The employer also said that people with too much self-esteem should not be hired. They should be discerning and serve people like the personal maids of ancient times.
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They say a man has gold at his knees, now is the time for me to cash in the gold.
Later, the housekeeping company said that the customer has hired two people, and they are now working shifts.
The servants of the Martinson family feel even more perverted than Mrs. Morton’s kneeling service, because they need to call their master the whole time.
It is easy to imagine how much money the Martinson family can give them a month...
Tsk, this is the right way. You can make more money every month than some small bosses.
Old Martinson pointed at Chen Chu and said, "This is the young master."
Chen Chu's eyes widened, "Damn it, Lao Deng, you're taking advantage of me, right?"
The blonde maids looked at Chen Chu and their eyes instantly became shocked and stunned. They covered their red lips and were full of disbelief.
Can the master and the little master bark at will? The maids couldn't help but tighten their legs after thinking about what this represented.
Does old Mr. Martinson really mean that?
You must know that Mr. Martinson Sr. has unimaginable wealth, and the Martinson family is also a world-class conglomerate.
The Martinson family and several other families dominate half of the world, and they can even completely control more than one-twentieth of the world's wealth.
If it is really inherited by the person in front of you...
"Little Master." The maids looked at Chen Chu with eyes that were almost dripping with water, very revealing.
Chen Chu frowned and glanced at Old Martinson, and then said to the crowd: "You are no longer needed here, go down first."
The blond maids glanced at Old Martinson, and finally went down with his acquiescence.
"Old Mr. Martinson, have you made a mistake about our relationship?" Chen Chu asked, staring at Old Martinson.
Old Martinson smiled and said: "No, no, no, I don't want to be your godfather, I just want you to inherit everything in the Martinson family. I think you are a great young man.
I am already 104 years old, and I don’t have many years left to live. In other words, I would have almost died without the holy spring you sent me.
I have to find a successor for the Martinson Consortium, otherwise I will not be willing to accept it. "
“Chen Chu, can I call you this?”
Chen Chu frowned and nodded.
Old Martinson held on to the armrest of his wheelchair and sighed: "Chen Chu, did you know? The Martinson family has no successor."
Chen Chu was stunned and almost blurted out, "You fart!" ’
Isn't Martinson a member of the Martinson family?
Old Martinson seemed to know what Chen Chu was thinking, and said: "No, Shuer is just my godson. In order to inherit my property, my child did some things that made me very sad."
Chen Chu imagined a big drama for a wealthy family and nodded: "So, you killed them all?"
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