Chapter 309
Paris, a city straddling the banks of the Seine River, as the capital of France, Paris has always been known as the "Four International Cities in the World" and the "Romantic City".
But even in heaven, there is darkness, let alone Paris.
The 16th arrondissement of Paris, a place full of rich people.
The law and order here is good, whether it is medical treatment, environment, or education, it is much better than other areas in Paris.
The 16th district, a quiet and luxurious private manor.
In the manor, the iris flowers are in bloom, and the security guards wearing black cloth don't seem to see the beauty of the manor. One by one, their eyes sharply warn all around. Obviously, the one who lives here is a great character.
"cough cough cough!"
Old Aoun wore a red nightgown, nestled on the large leather sofa of the villa, shook the red pipe in his hand, took a deep breath.
Beside him, a steward with gray hair in a black tuxedo looked at the dying old man in front of him with a hesitant expression.
"Fred!" Old Aoun lifts the head and called.
"Mr. Ornn." Steward immediately bent over and moved closer.
"My two sons, what are you doing now?"
Speaking of his son, the formidable person who created the Aoun consortium, flashed in his cloudy eyes After a trace of bright light.
"Mr. Aoun, they...they are fighting for the equity of consortium." Steward said quickly.
"Haha," Aoun laughed, the blond old man's eyes flashed a fierce look, "Fight, fight! Aoun consortium can only be led by a wolf, In order to go further."
"cough cough cough." While smiling, Aoun coughed violently again.
"Mr. Aoun, maybe you should listen to the doctor and smoke less." Steward showed a trace of unbearableness on his face.
"Fred," Ornn took another sip, "I know my own body in my heart, I know, I won't live long."
Speaking of this There was a touch of sarcasm in Aoun’s eyes. He seemed to be laughing at himself. For so many years, Aoun consortium, a second-rate European consortium, had been built in one hand.
His own worth is as high as tens of billions of dollars. In his life, he did not fall into the hands of the enemy, but he was knocked down by lung cancer.
What’s more sad is that his two sons, knowing that their time is limited, have become even more fiercely competing for shares in consortium. In this world, the only person who really cares about him may be the only one who has followed him for several decades. The old steward.
Thinking of this, Aoun couldn't help feeling very boring.
He wants to live, he does not want to die, if there is a medicine in the world that can cure his illness, he would rather pay half of his wealth.
Unfortunately not.
He can only hold his wealth and wait for death to come.
Steward listened to Ornn's decadent words, his eyes could not help being moist. He witnessed the life of this legendary character in front of him, step by step from the grass roots to the second-rate consortium in Europe.
It can be said that Aoun’s life, if used to make a movie, would be very inspirational.
Unfortunately, this Legendary character will eventually reach the end of life.
What's more sad is that he didn't enjoy the warmth of family in the end. This is probably the most failed place in Aoun's life.
"Squeak--"
The two were silent, and the door of the villa was pushed open.
A tall young Asian man wearing black clothed and sunglasses walked in.
Seeing this, Steward’s face changed slightly, Aoun’s eyes did not change much, he lifts the head, looked towards steward, and drove to play said with a smile: "didn't expect, in my At the last moment of life, an Asian friend came to visit me."
"Who are you?"
Steward's face sank, his right hand touched his waist quietly, There is a pocket pistol pinned there.
"Okay, Fred." Ornn waved to Steward, "Since he can come here, you can't deal with it."
Listen to this. , Steward's complexion tightened, and then slowly put his hand down.
At this time.
The clone warrior, standing ten steps away, walked slowly over. He raised the portable terminal on his right hand arm, and a small holographic projection appeared in front of him.
In the holographic projection, it is Aoun’s pictures and data.
"Mr. Aoun?"
"It's me." Aoun smiled nodded.
"This is an invitation letter from Yuncheng Biotechnology." As he said, the clone warrior did not know where to take out a golden card the size of a mobile phone and handed it over.
Steward stepped forward and took it for Ornn.
"Yuncheng Biotechnology?" Aoun shook the pipe in his hand and said with a smile, "Is this a new subsidiary of Yuncheng Technology?"
" Mr. Aoun, Yuncheng Biotechnology has no affiliation with Yuncheng Technology. Our invitation location is Anlu Island."
"Anlu Island?"
Listen to this Then, Aoun, who was originally indifferent, finally changed his face.
For a long while, he was nodded, and took a deep look at the clone warrior in front of him, "Don't worry, I will definitely go."
Where is Anlu Island?
If you ask an ordinary person, it is estimated that he can only answer at most, this is a city in the Pasa Islands.
But Aoun knows that this is the nest of the world trading company. The prestige of Huanyu Trading Company has already gained international fame after the Impala War and the Syrian Missile Crisis.
The world First Army group known as a non-state organization.
Just kidding, not to mention the Syrian missile crisis, how can the military group that can beat a British aircraft carrier battle group to the ground is not impressive.
Moreover, as a well-known consortium reporter in Europe, Aoun knows more inside stories. As far as he knows, Yuncheng Technology, the world’s number one technology company, has a somewhat different relationship with Anlu Island. Unclear.
But to be more specific, Aoun can't find it.
Hearing Aoun’s assurance, the clone warrior nodded, turned around and prepared to leave.
But it seemed to think of something, the clone warrior turned around and said, "Those guys outside are not very friendly. I have let them sleep for a while. When you wake them up, don’t forget to replace them. I'm sorry."
After that, the clone warrior left without looking back.
After hearing these words, Aoun's face is very rare to see. This is the first time he has experienced such a naked threat.
In the past, even the black hand in business competition would not show off so nakedly.
Yes, in the eyes of Aoun, this is what Huanyu Trading is showing off martial power.
Thinking of this, Aoun sighed, even if it shows off martial power, although speaking of which, Aoun is the top figure in this country, but the Aoun consortium is after all a second-rate consortium in Europe.
His own worth is only a few tens of billions, not to mention that compared with the military groups such as World Trade, which can compete with the five big rogue military groups, there is also a huge gap compared with those old first-class consortiums. .
"Is Yuncheng Biotechnology?"
Aoun played with this golden invitation card, muttered, which is made of some kind of material.