Chapter 598 Encounter!

In a 14th-century ancient castle garden in the suburbs of France, in a revival-style room on the second floor, a girl up to one meter tall, jumping around on the floor in a princess decoration. If any child in China finds out, he will know that this is the only Chinese children to play. The game of jumping squares.

** An old man with white hair and white beard, after coughing for a while, woke up from his sleep, got up slightly, leaned against the head of the bed, looked at the girl playing in the room, waved his hand and smiled kindly, "Amy, come to your grandfather."

Amy ran to the bedside, jumped to **, and pressed on the old man's leg. It was estimated that after the little girl's jump, the old man's legs were almost broken. Look at the old man's aggrieved expression at this moment.

Amy lay in front of her grandfather, grabbed the old man's big beard and played with it. He smiled, "Grandpa, why didn't you cut your beard?"

The old man touched the little girl's orange hair and smiled, "Because the grandfather is the old man. How can the old man look like his grandfather without a beard? Isn't Santa Claus all bearded?"

The little girl's dark black eyes, which made anyone feel curious and afraid when they saw it, turned around and curled her lips and said, "No, no, my grandfather has a beard not because he is old, but to let me catch it,"

The old man immediately laughed and said, "Can Amy bring the book on the desk for her grandfather?"

Amy smiled and raised her fingers slightly. Suddenly, a book spread far away in the study flew up and quickly fell into the girl's hand. Because the book was too heavy, when the girl took it, her hands suddenly fell down and almost hit the book on the floor.

The old man smiled, pinched Amy's little pink face, and said with a doting smile, "You didn't bully your uncles and aunts, did you?"

Amy pouted and said, "I don't pay attention to them. I know how to run around all day, and I don't buy dolls."

The old man smiled and said, "Do you want your grandfather to tell a story to little Amy?"

Amy's eyes widened and cheered, "Okay, okay, I want to listen to the story about that Chinese boy."

The old man was slightly stunned. As the patriarch of the Emil family, he also couldn't figure out which Chinese boy it was. He smiled and said, "Who is the Chinese boy Amy said? Why can't my grandfather remember..."

Amy bulged and said unhappily; "Oh, that's what my grandfather said, the boy you told the story about the origin of perfume with a Chinese boy when you were young,"

The old man suddenly laughed, touched Amy's little head and said, "That boy is now the same old man as his grandfather, and he also has a long white beard."

Amy said, "Hmm, the old man is the old man. Next time I see him, I will also pry his beard."

The old man smiled and said, "You may not have a chance. That boy, he is dead now."

"I don't care, I don't care, I'll listen."

"Okay, grandpa will tell you,"

Then, an old man and a young man talked about the story that shocked the whole Emil family decades ago.

In the evening, a beautiful shadow suddenly came into the room. A very beautiful woman, with a tall and arrogant temperament, which made ordinary people suffocate standing here.

The woman is Elsa, the youngest daughter of the old man. He walked to the old man's window, interrupted the story of the two, and whispered, "Dad, the guild is going to hold a banquet tonight. Welcome the boy from China. Does our family want to attend?"

Amy's eyes widened, looked at the little aunt with a bulged mouth, and said, "Auntie, do you have any cake to eat?"

Elsa laughed and said, "Yes, it's a big cake."

The old man looked at his happy granddaughter, looked at Elsa and smiled, "Since Amy wants to eat cake, take her there."

Elsa frowned and said, "I met that boy at the gate of the guild in the morning. It was very bad."

The old man waved his hand slightly and said with a faint smile, "It's just an incompetent boy. Can he be better than his grandfather? There is no need to be afraid. Since Robert wants to win over him, let him go. In the heart of the Chinese people, you still don't understand that this boy's mind, I think he must have come to revenge, so let Robert eat this hard work first. After that, he will just practice his position as president and withdraw.

"Yes."

Elsa looked at Amy, who was playing with her hair, and smiled, "Amy, come and ask your aunt for a hug. I'll take you to eat cake."

Amy suddenly opened her hands, but it was still two meters away from Elsa. The little girl jumped gently and jumped into Elsa's arms. If this scene is seen by outsiders, it is estimated that it will shake off their big teeth, but in the Emir family, it is just an ordinary thing.

At 8 p.m., a dazzling famous car was parked outside Robert's private house in Paris.

At this time, an ordinary Buick stopped at the door. Mu Fan in a black suit and Mera in a purple evening dress walked down.

Seeing the scene in front of him, Mu Fan smiled, looked at Mera, who was cold beside him, stretched out his hand and smiled, "Madam, can you go in?"

After staring at Mu Fan, Mera took Mu Fan's arm and walked in.

In the courtyard, there are many celebrities standing scatteredly. Any one standing in the world will make a large number of perfume fans roar crazily. However, what makes Mu Fan laugh bitterly is that all the people here are representatives of the guild and perfume masters. Except for the women's family, there is no young face like him.

After walking into the hall, Robert happened to be chatting with people. At this time, when he saw Mu Fan coming, he immediately came over quickly.

Robert took Mu Fan's hand and said with a kind smile, "Mr. Mu Fan, everyone is waiting for you as the master."

At the moment when Robert took the initiative to shake hands with Mu Fan, the eyes in the hall noticed this side at the same time. Men are all smiling with gentlemen, while women are all strange and curious.

Walking to the crowd, Robert said loudly, "I'm sorry to disturb everyone's elegance. The one standing next to me is Mr. Mu Fan, a newly born perfume master in China, and the lady next to him is Mr. Mu Fan's family."

As soon as this word came out, everyone gathered around at the same time. Among more than 20 people, each person from different direction looked at Mu Fan differently, which made Mu Fan have a panoramic view.

In the small group, there are so many factions, and the treatment of the World Perfume Association is really not something that everyone can enjoy.

After Mu Fan shook hands and greeted people one by one, Robert left busy. Here, Mu Fan can clearly find that Robert's life is really watertight. Who knows that in this excessive worship of gentlemanly demeanor, it is actually a person who hides a knife in his smile and is sanctimonious. Happy land.

Tonight, Mu Fan was very busy. He almost never stopped with one mouth, and Mera kept following Mu Fan to visit and talk. The only thing that makes Mera angry is that Mu Fan is obviously first-class in English, but he pretends to be incomprehensible.

"Mufan, this is the perfume master Afar of the French Mickey perfume family."

A kind-looking old man looked at Mu Fan and smiled, "Mr. Mu Fan, you are really young. In your Chinese words, this is a hero out of a teenager."

Mu Fan looked at Mera with a smile. After Mela explained with a smile, Mu Fan smiled and said, "Mr. Aifaer is joking. In our China, I'm just a stunned young man who is much better than me. My nephew is only nine years old, and he is a perfume master. This time he doesn't want to come, so he asked me to run errands."

Mela stared at Mu Fan and then explained, but after explaining, she frowned and looked at Mu Fan and said, "How to translate?"

Mu Fan said with a smile, "It's better to translate it into agruity."

Mela took a breath and continued to translate. Aifaer was stunned. He looked at Mu Fan and said with a smile, "You are really modest. If there are more capable people like you in China, the rise should be just around the corner."

Mu Fan smiled and said, "You're welcome. If the rise of China only relies on me, I guess there is no hope, but I can do something that makes the younger generation worth learning."

"Ao, what does Mr. Mu Fan mean?"

Mu Fan laughed and said, "For example, cooperate with Mr. Efar to catch up with the Dibron family or the Emil family."

Aifaer was slightly stunned, and then said with a wry smile, "Mr. Mu Fan is joking. I still have something to do. You can do it yourself."

Aifaal smiled and left with a wine glass.

Mela frowned and looked at Mu Fan and said angrily, "Aren't you obviously trying to sow discord?"

Mu Fan shrugged his shoulders slightly and said with a smile, "Don't worry, these people won't mention my words to anyone except as half-truth, otherwise they won't throw stones at their feet."

"What's your purpose?"

Mu Fan took a sip of red wine and said with a smile, "It's very simple to spread the theory of the extinction of Dylan and the Emil family."

Mela was shocked.

In this way, Mu Fan was chatting with people all night. As a result, the other party left in a hurry, and everyone began to be suspicious, even if the atmosphere of chatting had obviously changed a lot. If Robert first came with a ball of harmony on the surface of the atmosphere and surging secretly, then Mu Fan would have completely dissipated the surface of harmony at this moment.

After three rounds of drinking, Mu Fan went to the toilet, but when he came back, he found a little girl who bowed her head and grabbed the cake with her hand in front of a cake next to the banquet.

After Mu Fan was stunned, he suddenly walked to the front of him and said with a smile, "Hello,"

The little girl looked at Mu Fan, and her eyes suddenly lit up. While nibbling at the cake, she generally pointed to Mu Fan's face and smiled, "Are you from China?"

Mu Fan nodded and said, "Yes, my name is Mu Fan. What's your name?"

The little girl smiled and said, "My name is Amy,"

Mu Fan also took a piece of cake, put it in his mouth, ate it with a big mouthful, fluent English, and continued to laugh, "I heard that Amy is a fairy."

"What is a fairy?"

"It's the patron saint in Greek mythology."

Amy smiled, her mouth full of cream, and said, "Are you talking about this?"

With that, Amy pointed her finger at Mu Fan's mouth. Suddenly, the cake in Mu Fan's hand flew up and fell into her hand, with a childlike face.

Mu Fan smiled and said, "I can do it too."

With that, Mu Fan also picked up a piece of cake. When Amy stared at it, Mu Fan waved his hands and turned around, but after turning several times, the cake was gone.

Amy waved her hand and laughed.

Mu Fan stood up and left and looked around, but he didn't find Mela's figure. After a strange smile appeared at the corners of his mouth, he walked to the crowd.

At ten o'clock, the banquet ended. It was very calm, but it made everyone unforgettable the every move of this young man in China tonight, and the words that shocked everyone.

The banquet dispersed, and Mu Fan left alone in the car. In the car, Mu Fan looked at No. 1 who was driving and said calmly, "Are you leaving?"

No. 1 nodded and said, "I was picked up by the representative of the Dibulen family and left according to the normal route."

Mu Fan nodded, and a trace of excitement flashed in his eyes that others couldn't understand, and said lightly; "War..."