Chapter 509 Questions and Answers Before the Campfire

With a satisfied smile, Luke took his drink and said goodbye, heading to other social circles. Seeing Luke leave, Jiang Chen originally thought that he would be at ease, but he obviously muttered about his own attractiveness, or the future people group's attractiveness to investors.

The eyes that fell on him were either voyeuristic, indifferent, jealous, or appreciative... but they were not ignored.

As a newcomer to this banquet, and also the chairman of Futureman Group, which has a decisive position in the Internet field, no matter what the purpose, there are many people who are happy to say hello and exchange business cards with Jiang Chen. Regardless of whether cooperation can be achieved, no one can have too many friends, right?

Ever since, in the next two hours, Jiang Chen was almost exhausted from dealing with the following social rhetoric.

"Mr. Jiang Chen, nice to meet you. Here is my business card... If you need to handle mergers and acquisitions as an agent in the future, please be sure to contact our bank." A banker said.

"Mr. Jiang, don't you know that you are interested in financing? Don't refuse in a hurry, hehe. If the Future Group has capital turnover problems in the future, or has major investment projects, please be sure to contact us!" A user The Wall Street investor looked at Jiang Chen as if he were looking at a vault and said with confidence.

"Is this your first time coming to Germany? If you have time, I would be very happy to take you to visit this beautiful country." Someone had a familiar celebrity face, but Jiang Chen couldn't name him The lady said with a smile.

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In just two hours, the not-so-wide pocket on his tux was filled with all kinds of business cards. And the stack of gold-gilded business cards he had prepared was almost done.

While dealing with these enthusiastic guests, Jiang Chen's eyes kept wandering to the luxurious delicacies such as foie gras and Marseille soup, intentionally or unintentionally. However, what made him helpless was that he could not get rid of those enthusiastic big shots until the melodious sound of violins in the venue was replaced by the waltz, and the ladies and gentry walked hand in hand to the circular dance floor.

However, at this time, the staple food on the long table has been replaced by a sweet dessert...

Coming out of the venue, the cool breeze blowing in my face reduced the heat a little. Perhaps it was because he breathed too much carbon dioxide, but Jiang Chen always felt that the air blowing from the pine forest was particularly fresh.

Carmen disappeared after her final speech, and Jiang Chen did not wait for him. After the curtain call of the party, he left the venue with the flow of guests. In the final analysis, the two of them were just acquaintances. Most of them are partners and may not be considered friends.

Because he wanted to stay outside for a while, Jiang Chen took a long detour.

Walk along the gravel path next to the pine forest.

The shadow lengthened under the street lamp, and Jiang Chen looked through the stack of business cards in his hand. Put what you don't need in the left pocket and what you may need in the right pocket. Before throwing them into the storage space, he hoped to at least divide these business cards into major categories so that he wouldn't have to look through them for a long time when he wanted to use them.

But the only thing that made him feel useful were two business cards.

One belongs to Luke Joyce, and the other belongs to Space-X boss Elon Musk.

Jiang Chen never expected that he would meet this guy here. The brown-haired middle-aged man had a very sunny smile on his face when he shook hands with Jiang Chen. He had obviously heard the rumors about Jiang Chen acquiring an aerospace company to enter the aerospace field, but he did not show any opposition to this strong competitor. On the contrary, he expressed his hope to cooperate with the Future Man Group in the aerospace field to jointly achieve the great but unattainable strategic goal of colonizing Mars.

Although in Jiang Chen's eyes, this goal is not so far away...

In short, Jiang Chen still kept this business card. Maybe he would really cooperate with space-X in the aerospace field in the future.

Just when Jiang Chen was halfway there, his stomach growled.

"Sure enough, I'm still a little hungry...Forget it, I'll get something to eat when I get back." Jiang Chen sighed and said.

But at this moment, the aroma of barbecue oil drifted past his nose.

Looking in the direction where the wind was blowing, Jiang Chen faintly caught a glimpse of a sparse campfire deep in the pine forest beside the path.

The smell of barbecue seems to be coming from there. But who on earth would light a fire and barbecue in the woods of Rothschild Manor at this time?

Of course it's impossible for Carmen. He is probably busy finishing the party now.

"Is he a servant of the Rothschild family?" Jiang Chen said to himself.

Do not know why. He thought of the old man he had seen in the morning, the old man building a boat in front of the lake house.

Driven by curiosity, Jiang Chen walked towards the direction of the fire.

The dirt floor was covered with yellow and soft pine needles, which made a little hoarse sound when stepped on. It was cool and quiet in the woods, completely unlike the hustle and bustle of people drinking and drinking in the banquet hall.

I'll have enough fun later. Buy a house like this and live in seclusion.

For some reason, Jiang Chen suddenly had such an idea in his mind. But he soon smiled and shook his head, rejecting the idea.

He is still young, and if nothing unexpected happens, he can continue to be young. To live happily for more than a hundred years without pain is really a shame for his status as a time traveler.

"Charcoal roasted leg of lamb, you are in for a treat."

Perhaps he sensed Jiang Chen's arrival, the old man didn't look back, grinned at the fire and said.

Standing next to the old man, Jiang Chen glanced at the dry pine needles on the ground.

"Aren't you afraid of fire?"

"Can't burn."

Perhaps out of confidence in his barbecue skills, the old man's dry mouth revealed a hint of confidence.

"Can you give me a piece? Of course, I will pay." Looking at the golden leg of lamb, Jiang Chen's appetite was aroused and he couldn't help but say.

After hearing Jiang Chen's words, the old man turned around, his cloudy eyes glowing like black pearls in the dancing firelight. Jiang Chen couldn't describe what it felt like. His gaze was like that of a hunter, but he wasn't looking at an antelope.

"If you want to eat, just sit next to me. No money is needed." After leaving these words, the old man turned around.

Glancing at the soil mixed with pine needles, Jiang Chen hesitated for two seconds, but still sat cross-legged next to the old man.

After about five minutes, the aroma was getting stronger, and the old man skillfully sprinkled cumin and salt on the lamb leg on the grill. Then he took out the knife, flashed the white light twice, and handed the knife holding the mutton leg to Jiang Chen's hand.

"Try it."

Jiang Chen hesitantly brought the tip of the knife to his mouth and blew on it. Then he took a bite, and his eyes suddenly lit up.

"How does it taste?" the old man smiled.

"It's simply great." Jiang Chen returned the knife to the old man, wiped his mouth with the back of his hand, and did not hesitate to praise him.

The old man grinned and did not express any response to Jiang Chen's praise. Just cut off a large piece from the lamb leg again and handed it to his hand. Then, he took out a spare knife and a bottle of wine from his bag.

"I've taught you how to cut meat, now you can try it yourself." The old man said after taking a sip.

Jiang Chen, who had drank a lot of champagne, declined the wine offered by the old man and just feasted on the leg of lamb. The two of them just sat in the forest, without any extra words, just enjoying the delicious barbecue in silence.

"Speaking of which, I seem to have seen you by the lake in the morning." Jiang Chen suddenly said.

"Oh. I was cutting wood at the time." The old man grinned.

"Did you build that ship?" He put the roasted meat into his mouth. Jiang Chen asked in a chatting tone while chewing.

"The Galen ship, from the keel to the sails, was all completed by me." A proud smile appeared on the old man's face, as if he was showing off something very remarkable.

But it was amazing, even in the eyes of a layman like Jiang Chen.

"Won't the Rothschild family help you?" At this point, Jiang Chen had already realized that this old man's status in the Rothschild family must be extraordinary. Being able to make a fire and barbecue in the woods of the manor would definitely be impossible for an ordinary servant.

But look at the old man's slovenly attire. It was also difficult for Jiang Chen to connect him with members of the Rothschild family. Judging from the feeling Carmen gave him, people in this family should pay great attention to appearance and cultivation.

"I asked them not to help." The old man said with a smile.

"Sorry, who are you?"

Hearing Jiang Chen ask his name, the old man grinned. Wiping the greasy knife.

"Iacono Rothschild."

"...This is really a thunderous name."

When Rothschild took over as the head of the family, Jiang Chen did some research on this name when he was investigating the financial family. This legendary figure is said to have led the Rothschild family out of the haze of decline during World War II, but history only describes him in brief words.

Even if he passed the title of head of the family to his younger brother and lived a secluded life in his manor in Bavaria, it was only an understatement in the financial news panel.

"That's right. So after retirement, I won't use this name very much." Iacono said lightly.

"Then which name?"

"Paris." The beard on his chin trembled, and the light of the bonfire reflected the smile on the corner of the old man's mouth.

The name sounded familiar, as if it belonged to a hero from ancient Greek mythology. The prince who was questioned by Zeus to whom he gave the golden apple, the man who lit the fuse of the Trojan War.

Jiang Chen wanted to ask why he was called this name, but he held it back in the end.

If possible, he wanted nothing to do with the golden apple.

However, the old man spoke first.

"If you were given the golden apple, who would you sacrifice it to? Hera, Athena, or Aphrodite?"

It's really a difficult question to answer.

Sighing, Jiang Chen held his chin with his hand and thought seriously for a moment.

"This is a difficult question to answer. I almost already have the power and wealth. I don't seem to lack the wisdom and courage to create a hero's path. Maybe I will dedicate it to Aphrodite? After all, in this era, more and more people Having power and wealth means being farther away from pure love. And a war comparable to the Trojan War will not make people feel bored."

"Hahahaha," Iacono laughed heartily as if he heard something interesting.

The sound that carries the vicissitudes of time echoes in the pine forest.

After a while, the pine forest returned to silence, leaving only the soft rustle of pine needles moving in the wind.

"A very interesting answer. Although the choice is superficial, the reason for the choice is unexpectedly interesting."

Regarding Iacono's comment, Jiang Chen just smiled nonchalantly and returned the question in a half-joking tone.

"And to which god will you dedicate it? Mr. Paris."

Jacono grinned, the wrinkles on his face pinching together.

Under the light of the fire, this smile looked a little sinister, or rather savage.

"No matter who you offer it to, it will be hell. Of course you keep it for yourself." (To be continued.) () "I Have a Suite in the End of the World" only represents the views of the author Morning Star LL. If its content is found to be in violation of national laws, Please delete the content. We are only committed to providing a healthy and green reading platform. 【】,thank you all!