People in Terra, poor and weak but invincible

Chapter 979 Columbia Mission

Lateran Holy City Hotel.

Little Justin was sitting in his room with two wine glasses in front of him.

buckle -

"The door is unlocked."

Little Justin said without turning his head.

The person outside the door paused for a moment, pushed the door open and walked into the room. After seeing the situation inside the room, Blake frowned, took off his sunglasses, walked over and sat opposite Justin.

"It's you." Little Justin smiled.

"It turns out that this scene is not meant for me." Blake put down the glass he had just raised.

"After all, I'm not a doctor from Rhodes Island. How can I plan everything?"

Little Justin raised his glass and signaled Blake that he didn't need to be polite: "Of course, I also expected that you would come to see me, but according to my guess, you should be the next friend to visit."

Blake didn't move: "It seems that you are waiting for the local friend named Oren."

"Yes, we agreed to do a business deal."

"If that's the case, your business is going to fail." Blake said bluntly, "I just received news that Lateran has dispatched a large number of cavalry to search the city for the International Messenger named Oren."

Little Justin shook the wine glass in his hand gracefully, not surprised at the result.

He said leisurely: "He dared to plot against Qi Yan, this is what he deserves."

"how about you?"

"Captain Black, I am a businessman. Do you understand business?"

"All I know is that you're Colombian!" Blake finally revealed his suppressed anger. "We came to the summit this time to stabilize Colombia's international freedom of speech, not to plunge Colombia into crisis again!"

Little Justin seemed to be completely oblivious to the anger on Blake's face.

He leaned lazily on the back of his chair, crossed his legs and leisurely admired the night view outside the window.

Just as Blake's anger was accumulating and about to explode, Little Justin spoke again:

"Sir, don't forget that this time Rhine Life and the Colombian military are jointly attending the World Summit. They have another important mission, which is to successfully contact Qi Yan and try to invite him to Colombia again."

Blake responded bluntly:

"You also said that contacting Qi Yan is my responsibility. You only need to contact Rhodes Island and submit paper data of our new achievements."

"We relied on Qi Yan's gift to complete the plan ahead of schedule. Do you think the so-called paper data is important to Qi Yan?"

Justin's rhetorical question successfully left Blake speechless.

But soon Blake shook his head and said:

"According to the research department's analysis of Qi Yan's behavioral logic, the most reliable solution is to contact Qi Yan while cooperating with Rhodes Island openly and indirectly affect Qi Yan.

Mr. Justin, I don't know what you are planning, but I will not accept any actions outside the original plan. Please don't try to challenge my tolerance limit. "

"Okay, I promise you."

Little Justin agreed so neatly that Blake almost couldn't react.

Seeing Blake's stunned expression, Justin couldn't help but laugh:

"What? You don't agree with me doing something wrong. Now that I haven't even started yet, my new friend is already in trouble. Aren't you happy that I'm willing to be quiet?"

"…I hope so."

Blake stood up with a gloomy face and left the room.

When they reached the corridor, Blake turned around and looked at little Justin, then closed the door.

Then he walked quickly towards his room and took out the terminal to contact the people he brought with him:

"Immediately put the Rhine Life delegation under surveillance, with a special focus on Justin. I require him to keep a detailed record of every time he chews his food!"

In the room, after Justin sent Blake away, he slowly returned to his chair, picked up the wine glass but did not drink it, and continued to shake it in his hand.

"Sometimes I really don't understand you upper class people. You don't drink the good wine, but just keep passing it around in your hands."

Oren, who had a green potted plant-style hairstyle, came out of the closet, walked over, picked up another goblet and drank it all.

"It's called sobering up," Little Justin explained.

"I've heard of it. It sounds very high-end." Oren said, smacking his lips.

"That's right. It's called sobering up, but it's actually a way of pretending to be cool."

Little Justin then drank the red wine in his hand.

Oren looked at his new friend and said with a smile:

"I am a wanted criminal in the whole city now, and you still dare to take me in, and even hide it from your companions. Aren't you afraid of getting yourself into trouble?"

"My friend, you are a very important bargaining chip in my hand."

"It's a novel experience to hear that I'm valuable in this way."

Oren's smile faded slowly, and he said seriously, "Like you said, you are now plotting against Qi Yan. You know that guy always gets a lot of information. Aren't you afraid that everything you do has already been seen by him?"

Little Justin did not answer, but asked without thinking:

"You fought for Lateran and ended up in this situation now. Don't you regret it?"

"I am Sakota, and Lateran is my hometown." Oren answered seriously.

"In my eyes, Rhine Life is no worse than my home." Little Justin kept smiling. "I don't have the lofty pursuits of the commander-in-chief, nor do I have the talent and knowledge of others. But no matter how great your idealism is, you need something to rely on before you can step up to the sky step by step."

"No wonder we can become friends."

"I dare not. I am not a pioneer like you who dares to make revolution."

"I can't bear this title. I'm just a small person who does some dirty work."

Justin refilled the wine for himself and Oren, then raised his hand to Oren:

"Then, to a little man."

"To a businessman."

They both drank the red wine in their glasses at the same time.

Putting down his glass, Oren got the topic back on track:

"That guy named Andorn has sneaked into the city with his men. You'd better stay away from those remote streets these days."

"That guy named Andorn is really crazy for causing trouble at the World Summit." Little Justin said leisurely, "But my friend, I have a small question."

"what?"

"Are the Radicals of the Lateran really Radicals? Are the Conservatives of the Lateran really Conservatives?"

Hearing this, Oren couldn't help but frown.

He said in a deep voice: "Did you receive any news?"

Justin Bieber still did not respond directly:

"The Summit of Nations is about to officially begin, but many people from many forces have not yet arrived... The protagonists usually appear last."

Oren couldn't help but fall into deep thought, one force after another flashed through his mind like a revolving lantern:

"Rhodes Island has already sent an application, and it will probably arrive tomorrow. Then Iberia will temporarily arrange an envoy, and it should also be tomorrow. Then... I heard that the Kazdel Nursing Home in Victoria will also send someone. Could this person be the key chess piece arranged by Qi Yan?"

Justin poured himself another glass of red wine and continued to act elegantly:

"Qi Yan, maybe he's not a chess player at all."