The National Director is Mr. Perfect

But Boris still added: "Blessed star of a hundred people."

After talking about this, Boris suddenly said again: "Stop talking, let's talk about some interesting things, Emperor, I heard that you lost 10 million in Las Vegas yesterday? Lost?"

"..." Junci's lips twitched slightly: "Does Mr. Boris have any misunderstandings about interesting things or happy things?"

Is such a thing interesting?

Boris smiled embarrassedly: "No, it's just that you lost yesterday... to make others suspect that the winner and the banker will join forces."

Junci: "..."

She would rather be because the banker and the winner are out of money.

Not simply because of her failure.

Sure enough, good things do not go out, but bad things spread thousands of miles.

Now even the Los Angeles side knows that she lost 10 million in Las Vegas yesterday. It is estimated that after a while, the entire United States will know that the Chinese director emperor is a bad star.

If you want to gamble, it is estimated that the family is ruined.

This topic didn't seem to please Junci, and Boris retreated after a few awkward conversations with her.

Taking advantage of some time in these few days, Junci went to Kararaman Island for a day according to plan.

She went to see Jun Chengyue.

Jun Chengyue was locked up in a special prison on the island's research base.

It is said that the prison is actually a place of rest, at least Jun Chengyue's treatment inside is not bad.

Just like when he built a cage to trap Jun Chengyue and Lydia, this base was also specially used by Jun Ci to trap him, and it was even more insoluble.

After passing through the complex and empty underground passages, he did not go directly to the research base, but went directly to the deeper underground, where Kurt ordered a wave of mercenaries to guard.

The view here is very broad, and at least the surroundings of Junci have prepared a large screen intimately.

Jun Chengyue can look at whatever he wants. He still has hundreds of square meters of space for activities. Apart from the single environment, he is no worse than his home here.

When the slightly suspended door opened, Junci saw Jun Chengyue sitting in the center of the light blue room.

He was reading the newspaper and sitting on the sofa with a cup of steaming coffee next to him.

Because even though Junci said that he would be locked here, Kurt and the others did not neglect him because there was no special order.

This laid-back look makes it hard to tell that he is in jail.

Hearing the sound, he seemed a little surprised. When he turned his head and saw that it was Junci, his originally elegant and indifferent face seemed to have a hint of surprise: "Junci?"

Jun Ci walked in, stopped three meters away from him, curled her lips, and smiled a little playfully: "It's been a long time, Uncle Jun Chengyue."

Jun Chengyue smiled softly, and his pupils seemed to be filled with tenderness: "I still like you to call me Uncle Chengyue, at least that sounds like I really look like your elder."

The magnetism of his voice is so pure and precious.

If it weren't for what this man had done, he even made the people at the base look at him a little puzzled about the reason why the boss kept him here.

This man looked almost innocent, but he looked upon him extremely seriously.

After he said this, he walked towards Junci, but he hadn't gotten close yet. When a meter away, a light blue light curtain rose up, silently blocking Jun Chengyue in place.

He touched the transparent wall, as if shocked for a moment, pulled the corner of his lips and put his hand down: "No matter how long I stay, I will be surprised at the scientific research technology of your base."