After I Picked Up the Immortal Bottle

Old Tom's status in Europe, and even the world, is just like Einstein's status in the physics world. With his terrifying influence and deep network resources, it is not too easy for him to handle this matter.

It is precisely because of the full help of old Tom that the work efficiency of this small team led by Meng Yu is not generally high. Many tasks that need to be done at least half a year, or even a year in advance, have already been advanced within a day or two. Done, there was no delay in attending this flower show at all.

It is precisely because of this cooperation that Meng Yu has a new and deeper understanding of old man Tom's status and huge influence in the flower art world.

Of course, Li Zhe was unaware of all this.

This trip to the Netherlands, for Meng Yu and the others, was destined to be a busy trip against time if they had to complete the workload of the past six months or even a year within seven days.

However, for Li Zhe, it's none of his business.

This time he came to the Netherlands, except that at the beginning, when he was very tired, he was forced to pull a strong man, which was really hard. For the rest of the few days, he was completely letting himself go, and carried out a perfectly funded tour up.

In the past few days, Li Zhe, accompanied by the old man Tom, traveled east and west throughout the Netherlands, completely ignoring the sad eyes and pouting mouths of the beautiful women around him.

Seven days is already very short. And with Meng Yu and the others so frantically busy, it was like a fleeting moment, disappearing in a flash.

Soon, the date of this international flower exhibition has come.

On this day, early in the morning, Li Zhe, who finally got his own independent room, was woken up by a crazy doorbell.

Dressing neatly, getting up, and opening the door, Li Zhe suddenly saw that several beauties, including Meng Yu, had already tidied up and were standing outside the door, looking at him angrily.

In the past few days, because Li Zhe completely let go of himself and refused to help them share their busy work, the impression of several beauties on him has plummeted.

If it weren't for the fact that he is the breeder and inventor of the seven-color flower that is highly respected by Einstein and old man Tom in the flower art world, I am afraid that Li Zhe would have been picked up by several angry beauties and all kinds of furniture in the hotel room. , I was rushed back to Dahua.

Completely ignoring the burning eyes of the beauties, Li Zhe said "wait a moment" to them, and then closed the door with a bang.

And two minutes later, when the door opened again, he had already washed up, and his whole body looked brand new.

"Hmph, one minute and forty-five seconds, you're lucky this time."

And it wasn't until Li Zhe stretched out his hand to close the hotel door behind him, and Meng Yu, who was standing in front of the beauties, looked down at the stopwatch in his hand, then raised his head to look at Li Zhe, and said viciously, "Hurry up and go!" Well, the flower show is about to open."

The flowers that Jiangcheng Flower Group participated in this exhibition had been urgently transported to the Netherlands by air as early as the day before yesterday, and had already been put into the warehouse provided by the organizer of the flower exhibition.

And early this morning, the staff of the group had already rushed to the exhibition site early to make early preparations for the opening ceremony of the exhibition.

Only the senior leader, Meng Yu, and these beauties who have been busy for the past few days and are finally free now, still have the time to wait for Li Zhe here, and rush to the exhibition site together.

There is no way, if possible, Meng Yu really wants to kick this annoying guy who doesn't know how to pity and cherish jade back to Huaguo.

Too bad she can't.

If Li Zhe, the inventor and breeder of the seven-color flower, was missing, then it would be meaningless for Jiangcheng Flower Group to participate in this flower show.

Sitting in a rented car, we drove fast all the way, and soon came to the scene of the flower exhibition.

And the next thing is that all large-scale events around the world are necessary, such as opening speeches by leaders, cultural performances, etc., the people may not like to hear and see them, but they must accept the lengthy procedures.

And when all this finally came to an end and the exhibition finally officially started, more than four hours had passed since the exhibition. At this time, the impatient people who had been waiting for a long time rushed in, and those who visited and talked about business also talked about business.

The huge exhibition site was crowded with people, and in front of the various booths, the staff began to get busy, enthusiastically introducing the various flowers on display to the visitors, and striving to develop these potential customers.

Thanks to the help of old man Tom, Jiangcheng Flower Group was the last to come, but they managed to grab a very good position. At the moment, visitors are also flocking in droves. The surging crowd was so large that people of Meng Yu's status had to temporarily put down their work and act as a temporary guide.

While the staff of Jiangcheng Flower Group, including Meng Yu, were all busy, Li Zhe seemed bored.

Originally, Meng Yu brought him here as the treasure of Jiangcheng Flower Group, so naturally he would not use him so easily. What's more, apart from the seven-color flowers he cultivated himself, Li Zhe is not familiar with other varieties of flowers from Jiangcheng Flower Group. Even if he wants to act as a temporary commentator like Meng Yu and the others, he is powerless .

So, he had no choice but to sit on a chair and take a nap alone when others were busy with their feet not touching the ground.

"Li Zhe, Li Zhe!"

Just when Li Zhe was really bored and was dozing off, he suddenly heard a familiar voice calling his name eagerly.

With some doubts in his heart, Li Zhe looked up and saw old man Tom, who was struggling to squeeze through the dense crowd, came to his side, looked at him and said beamingly: "What are you doing? It looks like you are very Looking relaxed!"

"Yeah, as you can see, I can't help you here at all."

These days, old man Tom has been taking him around, so Li Zhe's favorability for this Einstein in the floral industry has also increased.

Hearing old man Tom ask him at this moment, Li Zhe couldn't help frowning, and said with some melancholy.

Unexpectedly, upon hearing what Li Zhe said, Old Tom not only showed no expression of contempt for him, but was even overjoyed. He grabbed his arm, pulled him up, walked outside, and said happily: "Well, that's great. Get up quickly and follow me. I'll take you to meet some people."

Li Zhe also wanted to ask who he was going to see. But immediately, he reacted.

Just kidding, who to meet, just think about the identity of old Tom and where he is now, don't you fully understand?

In the middle of a flower exhibition, and old man Tom is a figure like Einstein in the floral industry in Europe, and even in the world, who can he take him to meet? Not those figures in the flower art world?

Sure enough, Li Zhe did not guess wrong.

Old man Tom led him back and forth among the dense crowd, and soon came to a spacious, bright and elegantly decorated room.

Reaching out his hand to greet Li Zhe to go in with him, the old man Tom led Li Zhe into the room, and said with a smile to the old men in the room who were chatting hotly: "Everyone, everyone, please stop, please allow me I solemnly introduce to you this talented young man in the flower art circle from the East, Mr. Li Zhe."

Old Tom's tone was extremely excited, and after he finished speaking, he also waited expectantly for the applause of everyone in the room.

It's just that when he felt extremely embarrassed, the applause he was looking forward to did not come as promised after a long time after he said this sentence.

Several old men in the room stared fixedly at Li Zhe standing at the entrance of the room. After a long time, an old man with a pipe in his mouth and a goatee finally spoke, and said suspiciously: " Oriental? Old Tom, is this young Oriental you introduced to us?"

The old man with the goatee looked at Li Zhe with a look of sarcasm in his eyes, and after he finished speaking, the other old men in the room also burst out laughing.

Hearing their disdainful laughter, old man Tom's face flushed red, and he clenched his fists to argue with them.

Li Zhe, on the other hand, glanced around at the old men in the room with cold eyes, and said with a sneer in his heart, "Oh, what's the matter, do you look down on us Orientals? Dogs look down on people, what is this?"

"Gentlemen, gentlemen, I think you have misunderstood. Mr. Li Zhe is a rare talented young man in the floristry circle. The new varieties of flowers bred by him are even worse for me, a bad old man who has been in the floristry circle for decades. , but also self-deprecating."

When Li Zhe sneered in his heart, old man Tom clenched his fists, rushed to the side of several old men in the room, and yelled loudly at them: "Please don't look at others with colored glasses, otherwise The skin color is used to judge the quality of a human race. The young Mr. Li Zhe bred a new variety of flowers. I have seen it in person at the flower exhibition in Luoyang, China. It is indeed a very rare flower. A new breed and very beautiful."

Old man Tom originally had good intentions and wanted to introduce Li Zhe to his colleagues in the flower industry, but he didn't expect that his colleagues, these old stubborn people, were actually a few racists.

The innate sense of racial superiority of "white supremacy" made them not even see the seven-color flowers cultivated by Li Zhe, so they arbitrarily believed that Orientals do not know flower art.

This made old man Tom feel very hurt. He felt that he had also been seriously insulted, and couldn't help roaring angrily: "I think, if you are lucky enough to see his works, you will definitely feel sorry for your arrogance just now." Ashamed."

However, the old men in the room didn't care about Old Tom's anger at all.

The old man with a pipe in his mouth and a goatee just now spoke again and said with a smile, "A work? Or a new breed? Hahaha, old Tom, stop joking."

"You are also someone who has been in the flower art world for decades. You are not a fledgling young man. Do you believe in this kind of thing? You should know how difficult it is to breed a new variety. Twenty years, at least, At least, it will take twenty years."

"It takes at least twenty years to breed a new breed, but look, how old is this little guy next to you?"