Carefully lifted the velvet-textured decorative box, Jiang Ling showed the things in the box in front of Du He.

Looking at the vivid zodiac sculptures inside with endless love, Jiang Ling almost did not write the word greed on his face.

Du He said lightly: "It's good that you like it. This time I came to China, my father told me to find a partner to promote these gadgets. God knows what he is thinking! If you like, I have a set of flowers. If these things are put in my hands, in addition to attracting thieves, they can only slow down our travel itinerary!"

Speaking vaguely, Du He shook the news he wanted to convey in a complaint way like an ordinary chat. He believed that if Rilke, who was not far away, would definitely dissect the news he wanted to let him know.

Moreover, Du He is sure that Rilke will not refuse the news that was sent to the door this time.

Of course, the artwork is full of artistic attainments, but what Rilke noticed was that these twelve pure gold sculptures are exquisitely crafted and pure in gold. They not only look like a vulgarity of gold products, but are very cute, making people want to play with it carefully.

Compared with the gold itself, Rilke is more concerned with the craftsmanship attached to the gold, which is the truly valuable part.

With three decoration shops and one West Bank shareholder shares, seven factories, countless properties, and a small amount of mining rights for a mine, Rilke has never been content with it. He constantly explores wealth and expands the number represented by his name more and more. This is where Rilke's current life is now fun.

Making money is on the one hand to satisfy his increasingly huge appetite, and on the other hand, to experience more stimulation.

If a person has achieved all his life goals, he will easily lose the joy of living, fall into depravity, or go astray. Rilke chose to find more stimulation for himself.

Whether it is an extramarital affair, abuse of ordinary people, or squandering money, Rilke can experience the feeling of being alive from the huge emotional fluctuations of others towards him.

Being hated, scolded, and assassinated, Rilke can find the medicine introduction he needs from these negative things that normal people cannot avoid, and make him happy for a few days.

But more often than not, Rilke was still not emotional. He was more like a sophisticated machine, with no emotion. Only the things he was pursuing could attract his attention.

Du He's plan is simple and crude, but when the right medicine is given, Rilke likes money and likes to use all means to get more money into his pocket.

He gave the box containing gold to Jiang Ling. Du He raised his hand and used a few large bills to meet the accounts. He was about to get up and put on his clothes. There was a light of interest in the corner of his eyes. Du He hugged Jiang Ling's slender waist, slid up and down, and said, "My dear Miss Queen, I have booked a birthday room in Chinachem for you to celebrate. There is also a three-layer cake waiting for its owner to cut. Let's go now?"

Jiang Ling's steps were a little soft, leaning against Du He's chest, holding Du He's clothes tightly, and saying, "Okay, I've been walking for a day and I'm tired. When will your driver fix the car?"

Du He was aroused by Jiang Ling's soft voice in his ears, and he didn't dare to tease him anymore. He comforted him with a smile: "If he doesn't come, isn't it just for us to get along more?" He grabbed Jiang Ling's wrist and kissed her on the back of her hand. Du He took the people out.

Jiang Ling's pretty face turned red. I don't know if Du He wrote the lines in advance or the support of many years of dandy experience, but I felt that the hand on her waist was almost burning her sweat out. Maybe she had eaten too much wine, and was dizzy and always had weak feet.

It was this time that Rilke moved.

"A young man, as an old man who has been wandering in a foreign land for many years, always feels that he has seen a familiar young man. Please forgive me for being dizzy. I wonder if I know your father and brother who are far away in your hometown?"

Rilke spoke in an authentic London accent. Du He replied without thinking: "Wuan, sir, it's so kind to see people from his hometown here. My name is Renoke, Renoke Borat, I have no brothers, my father is Kuhn, my hometown is Norwich."

Du He's English is one of the best among the same group of students studying in the UK. His eagerness to understand English magic books and exchanges with British magicians has allowed Du He to master a large number of words in a very short time, and even his tone is a stage accent corrected by the magicians.

This tone is not very popular now. I think it is too much tone and it sounds offensive.

But for an old-school person like Rilke, the stage accent is the most authentic tone. This tone was once exclusive to the nobles, but later it gradually spread.

Generally, young people who still speak in this tone now have a lot of knowledge and can be learned by words and deeds, and cannot be fake.

A perfect misunderstanding deepened Rilke's recognition of Duhe. The two sat down again, arranged their coffee, and made a homely gesture.

Duhe showed a little impatience and resistance when Rilke inquired about his family business, but he still said patiently.

"Mr. Rilke, my family sells luxury goods, African elephants and diamonds, South American girls, and pearls in the deep sea in the north. They are interested in managing any valuable things."

Du He proudly told Rilke about the huge business of his family. Rilke did not look surprised, but seemed to be disbelief and asked: "The family has been in operation for a long time. It should be known throughout the country, but why haven't I heard of the name of the Borat family?"

Du He stood up in anger, "Questioning my family is a provocation to us! Mr. Rilke, I don't think we are suitable to continue the conversation, goodbye."

Rilke smiled and said, "Don't get excited about my child. People will not be so polite when they are old, right? How about forgiveing ​​an elderly man with a strong curiosity?"

Du He didn't plan to stop, Jiang Ling was time to come forward, pulled Du He's sleeve, and whispered to Du He's identity in Du He's ear.

"Okay, my female companion said that you are the most kind gentleman in Shanghai. I will make it clear to you that our Borat family is not a small family without fame, but in the war more than ten years ago, the generals supported by our family died in battle."

Du He seemed to have his scars been uncovered. When the partner he supported died, he felt like he was suffering from his miserable loss.

It turned out to be a declining family. Rilke saw so many families that were eager to stop the decline and climb back to their original position. Even Rilke himself was a descendant of a declining family.

However, unlike the Borat family who had no investment vision, the investment target of the Rilke family was very successful. He successfully completed the task of climbing to the top of his strength and successfully covered up the secret of being a reformist. The Rilke family broke with the investment target because of religious reasons.

The most direct consequence is that most of Rilke's family was executed on various charges, and a small number disappeared. After he escaped, he could only stay in Shanghai, and even regarded Shanghai as his second hometown, because there was no other place in the world that made the Jews feel safe.

The Jews were never afraid of poverty, they were only afraid of killing.

The smartest minds in the world are in the thinnest ethnic group. The Jews cannot protect their own territory and can only be separated from all over the world, waiting for the opportunity silently.

Compared with the fragmented political situation in China, the Jews faced a very simple dispute, with only continuous arrest and execution. Apart from that, there is no other way.

Rilke waited for many years, and during this period, millions of his fellow tribes disappeared. Rilke himself had already erased his ambition to swear to restore the country. He only hoped to make more money. No matter whether the money was done or not, and only after having huge wealth could Rilke be regarded as a chess piece on the board.

Only by living and savoring the taste of life every day can someone remember him all the time to make Rilke feel safe.

During the days of escape, Rilke remembers the feeling of worry every day clearly and can understand the complex psychology of the children when the family is in danger.

For such a child, Rilke has no more experience.

Rilke stood up with a reserved smile, shook hands with Du He formally, and said gracefully: "It's so regretful. I didn't expect that the noble family loved the country so much and did not take credit for the country. I believe that the character of the Borat family is even more worthy of trust."

"I think a gentleman from a family like you should be worth a successful business and cheering the family up. Isn't it?"

Rilke, like the most cunning hunter, showed the kindest smile at the prey he liked.
Chapter completed!