Chapter 37: Helicopter Horror
Leslie took Harper's hand and walked in together.
The walls in the hall are decorated with beautifully symmetrical carvings. The brightly colored oil painting of Rembrandt's self-portrait hangs on it, an elegant retro style.
Delicate and gorgeous silver candlesticks are placed on the long table, and European carpets that are finer than hair are spread on the ground.
All the furnishings and decorations show that the former owner of the manor is an art lover with retro feelings.
Leslie sat down on the long table, her cheeks puffed up and puffed up.
"Butler Ponte, I have no prejudice against French food. Especially the foie gras that tastes good, I like it, but it's a waste of time, first appetizers, then starters, soups, side dishes, The main course, and the dessert, oh, and the frosting in between. Omg! It's so tedious, and the thing that drives me crazy is the weird etiquette of French food..."
Leslie is still a child, "It's so troublesome, I might as well go to see "Downton Abbey" with Sister Harper!"
The housekeeper bowed slightly, as if expressing his apology.
Wei Chen was a little curious, "You don't like to watch "Peppa Pig", why do you like to watch British dramas?"
"Wow! I'm already an adult, don't always look at me with the old eyes, Uncle Eric."
Leslie wanted to come up and bite Wei Chen.
"Actually, I'm not used to it. I still prefer British food."
Harper wore a pair of beautiful crystal sandals on his feet, and wore a pearl-colored long skirt on the lower body. The material should be extremely smooth silk, with a bumpy curve, showing a tall and perfect figure.
Looking up again, his green eyes flashed with youthful and fiery light, and his long hair was draped over his shoulders, undulating like a small waterfall, with golden light.
Looking at the beautiful Harper, Wei Chen's throat suddenly tickled.
"Ahem, Harper, if France has a place to downsize Britain, it's in the gastronomy. Your country's dark cuisine is famous all over the world."
Wei Chen still couldn't help but die.
"Humph! That's the beauty of you don't understand British food!"
Harper disagreed.
"The best thing? Is it your fish and chips or the Stargazer Pie? Hey, Leslie, I have a joke, do you want to hear it?"
Wei Chen suddenly became interested.
"Listen...Listen!" Leslie exclaimed excitedly.
"If heaven is British police, German technicians and French cooks, then do you know what **** is?"
Leslie tilted his head and thought, "It's very blue! Uncle Eric, please tell me the answer!"
Wei Chen sat a little further away from Harper, "Hell is the German police, French technicians and British chefs."
Leslie was stunned for a moment, "Hell is an English chef... Doesn't that mean that British food is not delicious? Lol..."
Leslie laughed like a dove and grabbed Harper's clothes, "Sister, Uncle Eric is too bad!"
Harper squeezed his fork, his phoenix eyes widened, determined not to leave Wei Chen the door at night!
Belittling our great empire, even a boyfriend can't forgive it!
"You look good at night! Eric!"
Wei Chen:"......"
Joy begets sorrow!
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As for the company, Wei Chen handed over the main work to Kate Fox. Of course, some important matters Kate will still report to Wei Chen.
I have to say that Kate deserves to be the future queen of the business world. In a short period of time, she has managed the company's operations in an orderly manner. She has made many moves in the futures and stock markets, earning a lot of performance for the company.
The assistant to the president not only does the work of the assistant, but also does the work of the president together. Although she received the assistant's salary.
Grayson has been sour all the time, thinking that Wei Chen was out of luck to recruit such a capable assistant to the president.
Wei Chen was jealous of the sour dog and spread his hands, saying, "Master is the kind of person who can know people with discernment"!
Don't agree to bite me!
Since the company could be handed over to Kate, Wei Chen focused his energy on the underground laboratory on Governor's Island.
As for Bucher's owl team, this is the dark flag he laid down, so don't pay too much attention for the time being.
Taking the hired Hughes 300 helicopter, Wei Chen took his bodyguards (actually mainly to carry bags for him) and flew to the Governor's Island.
The private helicopter rental business costs $200 per hour, and an appointment is required before each flight. The process is very cumbersome.
But there is no way. During rush hour in New York, the traffic jams on the road are like sausages.
Helicopters, although expensive and troublesome, are better than staring blankly on the road.
The helicopter crossed Fifth Avenue, and Wei Chen was closing his eyes when he suddenly heard the sound of gunshots coming from below.
Looking down, it was found that the robbers were in a shootout with the police.
After a few robbers finished robbing the bank, they drove away. Unexpectedly, they were blocked as soon as they started.
The robber who shouted "Majafak" got out of the car and was about to flee the scene on foot.
Then he was chased by the police.
Then the two sides started a big melee.
"It's really a free America, every day a gun fight!"
Wei Chen sighed when he heard Dou Da's gunshots.
"careful!"
The pilot of the helicopter suddenly shouted!
The helicopter shook suddenly, almost throwing Wei Chen's lovely bodyguard out.
Thanks to Wei Chen's agility, his reaction was amazing, he stretched out his hand and grabbed the bodyguard who fell out.
The pilot's control of the helicopter returned to normal.
"Hey, Andy, are you okay?"
Wei Chen pulled the bodyguard back to his seat and patted his shoulder.
The frightened Andy swallowed and nodded, "Yes, I'm fine, thank you boss, if it weren't for you... I'm really thankful!"
Andy is a retired soldier and thinks he is quite agile. At the edge of life and death just now, even though the time was stretched and everything seemed to be slowed down, he still couldn't see Wei Chen's movements clearly.
It's like a super fast sports car was suddenly added to a pile of slow classic cars.
With lofty and grateful feelings, Andy thanked the boss.
Wei Chen waved his hand and asked the driver sternly, "What's going on?"
Sweat dripped from the driver's forehead, "I...I don't know either. Just now, a turbulent current rushed over and the fuselage was out of balance..."
The driver stammered, for fear of annoying the big client.
Wei Chen looked down and saw the roof of the building with no one on the roof. The natives grabbed the robber, punched him in the chest, and wiped the blood on the robber's clothes as if nothing had happened.
"This bastard..."
It's true that old revenge has not been avenged, and new revenge has been added.
The culprit that caused the helicopter's imbalance was the people of the motherland just now.
The air turbulence brought by his high-speed flight disturbed the air flow near the propeller of the aircraft, which caused the aircraft to lose control.
"No, the plan to deal with the people of the motherland has to be advanced. Otherwise, I don't know how long it will take to see this guy running wild!"
Wei Chen thought to himself.