The Pioneer of the Rebirth Era

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

He sat down after inviting the other party to sit down. There was an overwhelmed creaking sound from the chair under his buttocks, as if he 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 frustrating for me to come here in person." Goldmund was already very fat, his eyes were almost squeezed by the fat on his face, and he couldn't even see his eyes with this smile. where is it.

"I don't want to come here in person, but my partner said that his application has been stuck here for half a month. That's why I came here in person to ask if you have any problems with the Spencer family. Or mine Does the partner have any objections?" Oston tapped Erlang's leg with his instant noodle head on his head.

"Don't dare, dare not, this is a misunderstanding, really a misunderstanding. There was an auto expo in Germany before, and I have been on a business trip there and I am not in London, so things have been delayed. Tomorrow. No. Immediately I will let The people under him will deal with this matter, and you can get the official seal document in the afternoon."

Goldmund was so frightened that he wanted to stand up and apologize. But after struggling a few times, the chair under his buttocks was severely tortured, but he didn't get up.

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

Not only to show him face in front of himself, but also to please the other party. Not to mention that this kind of feeling makes Goldmund more depressed, so when did he receive such a bird's breath.

Although the United Kingdom has packaged and sold some car brands in recent years, the power of the Automobile Association has been greatly attenuated. But the village chief is also a cadre, isn't he? The official seal in his hand is still very important in the three-acre land of the car.

"Maybe it was indeed a misunderstanding, but I hope there will be no more misunderstandings like this in the future." Seeing the greasy face approached by the other party, Auston had a look of disgust on his face.

He is indeed the famous prodigal son of the Spencer family, and he didn't even inherit any family property. Living on the poor living expenses distributed by the foundation every month.

But anyway, old Spencer didn't kick him out of the house, and Worf's father didn't kick him out of the family either. So no matter how low his status in the family is, he has no right to speak.

Outside, no one dared to take him seriously, after all, not everyone could refute the face of the Spencer family. Even in the face of his ignorant second-generation ancestor.

"No, absolutely not, there will never be such a misunderstanding in the future." Goldmund finally struggled to stand up from the seat, and kept bending over to apologize and laugh.

It's just that he was so fat that he almost didn't squeeze the desk in front of him when he bent down. This made Orston's face even more disgusted, and he stood up directly.

"Take the formalities back to me, and I won't be here to talk nonsense with you." After finishing speaking, he didn't care that the flattering smile on Goldmund's fat face became stiff, and he turned and left.

After Auston left Goldmund's office for a while, there was the sound of smashing things in the office. Let the assistant sitting outside keep looking inside in fear.

"It's done. The approval procedures will be available in the afternoon. It's just." The Automobile Association went downstairs. Auston's sports car directly blocked the gate of the association and no one said anything.

Sitting in the car, he ignored the beauties next to him who kept pointing at him, but first called Dai'er.

"Just what?" Dai'er's crisp business came over the phone.

"Is this cooperation going too smoothly? I always feel a little uneasy." Alston hesitated and said.

"Where is it unreliable?" Dai'er asked.

"Let's not talk about that Yang Dongxu, why did he trade such a high-quality stock with our useless car resources. Don't you feel too peaceful just for Dean and Gulen?" Alston said.

Dai'er on the phone fell silent.

In fact, Dai'er also feels that Yang Dongxu is planning something, after all, as long as there is no problem with his brain. It can be seen that Yang Dongxu exchanged gold for garbage. This is not an explanation for building a national brand and letting domestic cars go to the world.

And if she didn't know Yang Dongxu very well, so she didn't know why this man insisted on making this deal at a low cost.

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

But after the dinner, there seemed to be no connection between the two. Neither Dean nor Glenn had the possibility that Dai'er would intervene to prevent the deal from continuing to suppress her, or take a share of it, as he imagined.

None of the expected interference occurred, which is very out of character for Dean and Grant. After all, if the two of them want to join forces, they can definitely take away the Motorola shares returned from the transaction and dress up. Daier hasn't changed at all.

After all, it is Dean who keeps his word in the Spencer family. No matter how weak the car resources are, they are also family assets, 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 idea for a while, hung up the phone.

Glancing sideways at the hung up mobile phone, Oston shrugged. He lowered the car window and blew a whistle to the beautiful woman who was still watching his side not far away.

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

London City Golf Center, this is a golf course with 23,332 yards and 9 holes. Those who want to play golf here must make an appointment in advance. And those who come to have a venue to play casually are all senior members who are either rich or expensive.

Yang Dongxu swung his long irons vigorously. He is undoubtedly a layman for golf. But because of his physical fitness, plus his head accuracy is not bad, he followed his vigorous efforts to perform miracles, and he looked big and decent.

"If you practiced this earlier, you would definitely become a good golfer." Hearing the sound of Yang Dongxu swinging the club through the wind, Roman clapped his hands and praised the ball that was hit far away.

"If this game is about who goes farthest instead of 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 to wipe the sweat from his forehead.

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

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

"Hi, Roman, I feel like you from far away, but I didn't expect it was really you." After a group of people approached, the middle-aged man who was surrounded by the middle-aged man who was busy with baseball smiled and greeted Roman while walking come over.

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

"Hi Gerd, when did you return to London? Aren't you still in the Middle East a few days ago?" Roman seemed to have a good relationship with this middle-aged man, and smiled and hugged him.

"I just came back the day before yesterday. I came here today to exercise my body, otherwise the body made by the plane will feel rusty." Gerd said while moving his shoulders.

"I'm here to introduce you to a friend." Roman let go and said to Gerd: "This is my friend Yang Dongxu, and this is Gerd Gronave. He is a big landowner. If you If you want to invest in farms, or seek real estate land from him, it will definitely meet your needs.”

"Haha, Roman, it's a bit exaggerated for you to say that." Gerd laughed and said, extending his hand to Yang Dongxu while talking: "Hello, I'm Gerd Gronave."

"Hello, I'm Yang Dongxu from Huaxia."

"I know you. After all, there is nothing to dare to kill the FBI in the street. I guess you are the first."

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

He couldn't help looking at Gerd's face, and his intuition told him that the guy in front of him didn't seem to be here to say hello to Roman, but came for him.

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

The only thing that was certain was that this guy was a heavy smoker, and he was obviously biting a cigar. But he took one sip after another as if he was smoking a cigarette.

"That's right, it was just a misunderstanding." Gerd nodded with a smile, and then patted Roman's shoulder: "Okay, you guys play here first, and I will take my friend there. Let's go together when we have time." Have a meal."

"Then go play with your friends." Roman Abramovich sent Gerd away with a smile.

As the other party left, the eager smile on his face slowly returned to normal, and he finally glanced at Gerd's leaving back and frowned slightly.

"He seems to be coming for you." Roman said.

If it was said that Yang Dongxu's grasp of his intuition was not very accurate just now, then Roman's words undoubtedly proved this point.

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

"He's an oil tycoon in addition to being a big landowner, at least on the surface," Roman said.

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

But Roman was not talking, but was holding a club and preparing to play.

Yang Dongxu frowned and turned to look at Gerd who was leaving, with a pensive look on his face. The next moment seemed to think of something.

"His relationship is deep?" Yang Dongxu couldn't help asking.

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

Yang Dongxu's eyes flickered.

Even the little princess of the Spencer family can't help him, so the root of the other party is obviously on the royal side. Only by relying on that big tree, coupled with one's own strength, can one be honest with such an awesome existence like the Spencer family.

But why is such an existence with strength and background interested in him?