Zhao Ji drove the car, opened the window, and drove to the airport in a slight way.

"You don't have to worry about Ye's affairs." Zhao Ji spoke to Xiao Yang on the way, "During your absence, you will adjust some policy policies that are beneficial to Ye's family. As long as the current person in charge of Ye's family is not a fool, Ye's family will only get better and better."

Xiao Yang shrugged and said nothing more.

This time I went to Guqinguo, the Ninth Bureau specially arranged the route, so Xiao Yang didn't have to worry about it.

A Gulfstream plane was parked on the apron. After Zhao Ji took Xiao Yang on the plane, two private flight attendants poured champagne for the two.

"This time, our identities are rich Asian businessmen, and we will give you information and so on. Our people have already gone first. Okay, you just ran back from your life, enjoy it, there is not much time." Zhao Ji adjusted a comfortable position on this private plane, picked up the champagne, and enjoyed it.

"Your subtext is to tell me, take a break and prepare to continue working hard, right?" Xiao Yang looked at Zhao Ji angrily.

"Well, that's what it means." Zhao Ji nodded.

Xiao Yang thought about it and gave Zhao Ji a middle finger. Then he lay down in a comfortable position. As Zhao Ji said, there was not much time left for him to enjoy. Close his eyes and Xiao Yang began to welcome this rare leisure time.

This Gulfstream aircraft has extremely high comfort, specially prepared for the rich, and has very complete equipment. When Xiao Yang woke up, he found that the originally full wine cabinet had become empty.

Zhao Ji, while drinking, his face flushed, sat beside him burping.

"Yes, I'll sleep for six hours." Zhao Ji was holding a bottle of half-drink foreign wine in his hand.

"You really use everything you need. Does it feel so good to spend money on public funds?" Xiao Yang was speechless.

"No, no, no." Zhao Ji waved his hand, "It's not for public funds to consume. Hehe, this plane was borrowed from your Ye family. Boss Xiao, thank you for the hospitality. Let you Ye family give me an invoice of 15,000 yuan. I'll go back and reimburse me, hiccup~"

"Don't be a little bitch!"

Xiao Yang turned over and looked out the window. It was pitch black. It would take at least twelve hours to sail from Yinzhou to their destination this time.

Xiao Yang closed his eyes and fell asleep again.

When Xiao Yang opened his eyes again, the scenery outside the window had changed.

"It seems that you are very injured." Zhao Ji changed into a straight suit. He looked at the Rolex on his left wrist gracefully, and then sorted out his tie. "I slept for thirteen hours in one sleep, and the plane landed for an hour. I originally had two beautiful little flight attendants for dinner, but now, they are all ruined because of you."

Zhao Ji looked very sorry.

Xiao Yang rubbed his sleepy eyes and turned his head to look. Sure enough, the ground was already seen outside the plane window. The style of the airport was completely different from that of the hot summer.

The architectural style of the seventies country is full of their national characteristics, which is obvious at a glance.

However, Xiao Yang's eyes were mostly focused on Zhao Ji, "You are wearing this outfit and taking the wrong medicine?"

"I'm dressed like a successful person?" Zhao Ji looked disgusted.

"No." Xiao Yang shook his head and said very formally, "You are still dressed like a successful person before."

"Stop talking nonsense, get up quickly, remember, I am your boss, with a net worth of 60 billion, you are my translator." Zhao Ji arranged his identity for Xiao Yang on the spot, and at the same time threw Xiao Yang a file bag, "It's our identity inside, don't remember it wrong."

While dismantling the file bag, Xiao Yang asked, "I should be better than you when doing business. I think I'm better at playing the role of boss."

"I can't speak foreign languages." Zhao Ji looked angry, "I know you know a lot of languages, stop talking nonsense, let's go."

Zhao Ji and Xiao Yang got off the plane.

Before getting off the plane, Zhao Ji specially tidied up his tie again, then walked out with his head held high and his chest raised.

What surprised Xiao Yang was that outside the plane, a delegation from the royal family of the seventies had been waiting here to welcome him. When he and Zhao Ji got off the plane, the delegation representative immediately came up.

Xiao Yang was puzzled, could a consortium worth 60 billion yuan be welcomed by the 70s?

The representative of the delegation of the seventies strode and took the initiative to reach out to Xiao Yang, which made Zhao Ji, who was already ready to reach out, feel particularly embarrassed.

"I said it long ago that you don't look like the boss." Xiao Yang whispered in Zhao Ji's ear.

Zhao Ji mumbled, not knowing what he was saying.

Xiao Yang had a conversation with the delegation representatives and understood why the 70s National Mission came to welcome a consortium worth 60 billion yuan. It turned out that the background of the consortium Zhao Ji was a background that started with a grave digging. On the surface, it was a work of antiques, but in fact it was a deep pit.

People from this country in the seventies believed in those things. They believed that the gods really existed, and it was not unreasonable to come here to welcome them this time.

After a conversation, the ambassador of the 70s invited Xiao Yang and the other two into the car and went to the former palace of the 70s, which is now the place where the people in power in a country are staying.

The seventies country is a very beautiful place. This once imperial palace is also particularly attractive. If placed in China, it can be said that every place can become a check-in place for internet celebrities.

After Xiao Yang's negotiations, he and Zhao Ji were arranged to stay.

"Let's go." Zhao Ji packed up his things, "Let's go and appreciate the cultural style here first."

Zhao Ji shook his wrist and revealed his valuable Rolex.

The ancient civilization of the seventies country is completely comparable to that of the hot summer. It has even become the origin of Western mythology. The openness of the seventies country is far beyond that of the hot summer. It is also called a paradise for men.

When Zhao Ji went out, he felt like he was letting himself go.

Xiao Yang looked into the distance, and in the sky of a mountain range in the distance, there were dark clouds. The dark clouds only covered the mountain range, covering the entire mountain range with a layer of shadow.

"Is that mountain?" Xiao Yang murmured.

"Well." Zhao Ji looked cynical on his face. "The old monster said that the gods were angry and wanted to punish those who blasphemed the gods. During this period, the seventies country held a large-scale sacrifice ceremony and organized a team to enter the mountain. The team they organized was very strange. Most of them were boys and girls, and they were selected by the old monster. I doubt there was any problem here. I contacted our people and let's talk about it first."

After Zhao Ji finished speaking, he continued to look at the beautiful women on the roadside.

I have to say that Zhao Ji's appearance as a mature man is indeed very popular. Along the way, many beauties with open personalities take the initiative to throw their eyebrows at Zhao Ji, and some bolder women will take the initiative to come up to say hello to Zhao Ji.

However, although Zhao Ji saw it, he ignored others' conversations with him, looking cold.
Chapter completed!