Pioneer of the Rebirth Era

In the office of the President of the British Automobile Association, Goldmund, who looked like a mountain of meat, had a flattering smile on his face and stretched out his hands to shake hands with the person in front of him.

After inviting the other person to sit down, he sat down. The chair under his butt made an unbearable creaking sound, as if it would be destroyed by his exaggerated weight in the next moment.

"If you have anything to do, just give me an order. It would be too embarrassing to come here in person." Goldmund was already very fat, and his eyes were almost blinded by the fat on his face. He couldn't even see his eyes when he smiled.

Where is it?

"I don't want to come over in person, but my partner said that the application he submitted has been stuck here for almost half a month. So I came over in person to ask if you have any objections to the Spencer family. Or to me.

Partners, do you have any objections?" Auston tapped Erlang's leg with his head on the instant noodles.

"I don't dare, I don't dare. This is a misunderstanding. It's really a misunderstanding. There was an auto expo in Germany. I was on a business trip there and was not in London, so things were delayed. Tomorrow... no

... I will ask my people to handle this matter right away, and you can get the official seal documents in the afternoon."

Goldmund was so frightened that he wanted to stand up and apologize. However, after struggling a few times, the chair under his butt was severely tortured, but he did not get up.

But on the surface, although he tried his best to flatter him for fear that Auston would be angry and hold on to this matter, Goldmund was scolding his mother in his heart, especially because the guy opposite him was obviously the prodigal son who almost drove old Spencer out of the family.

Not only did he show off to him in front of himself, he also wanted to please the other person. This feeling not only made Goldmund depressed, but when had he ever experienced such birdiness?

Although in recent years, the British have packaged and sold some car brands, resulting in a great decline in the power of the Automobile Association. But the village chief is also a cadre, isn't he? The official seal in his hand is still very important in the three-thirds of an acre of automobiles.

"Perhaps it is indeed a misunderstanding, but I hope such misunderstandings will not happen again in the future." Looking at the greasy fat face of the other party, Auston had a look of disgust on his face.

He is indeed the well-known prodigal son of the Spencer family. He has not even inherited any property. He lives on the pitiful living expenses distributed by the foundation every month.

But in any case, old Spencer did not kick him out of the house, and Wolf's father did not expel him from the family. So no matter how low his status in the family was, he had no right to speak.

No one outside dared to take him seriously. After all, not everyone could refute the reputation of the Spencer family. Even when facing his second generation ancestor who was ignorant and unskilled.

"No, absolutely not, there will never be such a misunderstanding again in the future." Goldmund finally struggled to stand up from his seat, constantly bending down to apologize and smile.

It's just that he was too fat, and he almost squeezed out of the desk in front of him when he bent down. This made the look on Auston's face even more disgusting, and he stood up directly.

"Send the formalities back to me, and I won't talk nonsense here with you." After saying that, he turned around and left regardless of the fact that the flattering smile on Goldmund's fat face became stiff.

A while after Auston left Goldmund's office, there was the sound of smashing things in the office. The assistant sitting outside was frightened and kept looking inside.

"It's done. The approval procedures will be available in the afternoon. It's just..." Downstairs from the Automobile Association. Auston's sports car was directly blocked at the entrance of the association and no one said anything.

After sitting in the car, he ignored the beauties next to him who kept flirting with him, but first made a call to Dai'er.

"Just what?" Dai'er's clear voice came over the phone.

"Is this cooperation too smooth? I always feel a little uneasy." Auston hesitated and said.

"What's wrong with you?" Dai'er asked.

"Let's not talk about Yang Dongxu, why do you have such high-quality shares and trade useless car resources with us? Don't you feel too calm just from Dean and Glenn?" Auston said.

Dai'er fell into silence on the phone.

In fact, Dai'er also felt that Yang Dongxu was planning something. After all, as long as there was nothing wrong with his brain, he could see that Yang Dongxu was exchanging gold for garbage. This cannot be explained by the purpose of building a national brand and bringing domestically produced cars to the world.

And if she didn't know Yang Dongxu very well, she didn't know why this man insisted on doing this deal at a discount.

Then his brother and sister Dai'er are undoubtedly very familiar. Especially when the dinner was held at the family manor, Ge Lan was so enthusiastic towards Yang Dongxu.

But after the dinner, there seemed to be no connection between the two people. Neither Dean nor Grant expected that they would come forward to stop the deal and continue to suppress her, or take a share of the pie.

None of the expected interference has appeared, which is very inconsistent with the characters of Dean and Grant. After all, if the two of them want to join forces, they can definitely take away the Motorola shares that were returned from the transaction and dress them up. Del has not changed at all.

After all, it is Dean who has the final say in the Spencer family now. No matter how useless the car resources are, they are still the assets of the family, and Dean has the right to make decisions.

"You come back first, and we'll talk about the rest later." Dai'er, who had no clue for a while, hung up the phone.

Looking sideways at the phone that was hung up, Auston shrugged. He lowered the car window and whistled at the beautiful woman not far away who was still looking at him.

When the other party's eyes suddenly lit up and he walked quickly towards this side, he put on his sunglasses. The sports car roared and left the other party with a stunned look on his face. The air was still filled with laughter from the open car window.

sound.

The Golf Center in London is a golf course with 9 holes. Those who want to play golf here must make a reservation in advance. Those who come to play on the golf course are rich and expensive senior members.

Yang Dongxu swung the long iron with great force. He was undoubtedly an amateur at playing golf. However, due to his physical condition and his good accuracy, he followed the example of using his strength to produce miracles, so he looked pretty decent.

"If you had practiced this earlier, you would definitely have become a very good golfer." Listening to the sound of Yang Dongxu swinging the club, Roman clapped his hands and praised when he saw the ball being hit far away.

"If this competition is about who can hit the farther distance, rather than getting into the hole at the end, I think I might win the prize." Yang Dongxu put down the club and took the towel from the caddy's hand to wipe the sweat on his forehead.

"Haha, I thought the same way when I first learned to play. At that time, I could always hit the ball very far, but I couldn't hit the hole." Roman said with a laugh.

While the two were chatting and joking, a group of people came towards them not far away.

"Hi, Roman, I felt like you from far away, but I didn't expect it was really you." After a group of people approached, a middle-aged man who was busy with baseball was surrounded by a group of people, smiling and saying hello to Roman while walking away.

Came over.

Judging from the white sideburns of the other party, he must be quite old.

"Hello Gerard, when did you return to London? Weren't you still in the Middle East a few days ago?" Roman seemed to have a good relationship with this middle-aged man, smiling and hugging him.

"I just came back the day before yesterday. Come here today to stretch your body, otherwise your body will feel rusty after flying." Jelder said while moving his shoulders.

"Let me introduce you to a friend." Roman gave way and said to Gerard: "This is my friend Yang Dongxu, and this is Gerard Gronov. He is a big landowner. In the future, if you

If you want to invest in a farm or real estate, come to him to get land, which will definitely meet any of your needs.”

"Haha, Roman, what you said is a bit exaggerated." Gerard laughed and said, while extending his hand to Yang Dongxu: "Hello, I am Gerard Gronov."

"Hello, I am Yang Dongxu from China."

"I know you. After all, there is nothing wrong with killing the FBI on the street. You are probably the first one."

"That was just a misunderstanding. Besides, those people can't be counted as FBI." Yang Dongxu responded with a smile.

He couldn't help but look at Jeld's face, and his intuition told him that the guy in front of him didn't seem to come here to say hello to Roman, but to him.

But he had no impression of Jelder at all, so he didn't get much useful information from face-to-face observations.

The only thing that is certain is that this guy is a heavy smoker, and he is clearly holding a cigar in his mouth. But he smokes one puff after another as if he is smoking.

"Yes, that's just a misunderstanding." Jelder smiled and nodded, then patted Roman on the shoulder: "Okay, you guys can play here first, I'll take my friend over there. Let's come together when you have time.

Have a meal."

"Then you and your friends go and play." Roman Abramovich smiled and sent Gerard away.

As the other party left, the eager smile on his face slowly returned to normal. Finally, he glanced at Jelder's leaving figure and raised his eyebrows slightly.

"He seems to be here for you," Roman said.

If Yang Dongxu's grasp of his intuition just now was not very accurate, then Roman's words undoubtedly confirmed this.

"I don't know him, I've never met him before."

"In addition to being a big landowner, he was also an oil tycoon, at least on the surface," Roman said.

"On the surface?" Yang Dongxu looked at Roman with a puzzled look on his face.

But Roman wasn't talking, he was holding the club and getting ready to hit the ball.

Yang Dongxu frowned and turned his head to glance at Jelder who was leaving, with a thoughtful look on his face. He seemed to have thought of something at the next moment.

"His relationship is very deep?" Yang Dongxu couldn't help but ask.

"Not only is the relationship deep, but he is also an extremely unusual person. Even if you don't use the connections behind him, you should not offend him easily. Otherwise, the little princess of the Spencer family probably won't be able to help you." Roman smiled meaningfully.

Yang Dongxu's eyes flickered.

Even the little princess of the Spencer family can't help him, so the other party's roots are obviously with the royal family. Only with the support of the big tree and his own strength can he be able to deal with such an awesome existence as the Spencer family.

By color.

But why would a being with such strength and background be interested in him?