Chapter 428

"Qin! Our great hero!"

With Qin Fei's familiar and annoying voice coming from behind, you don't have to look back to know that it is the old fox minister Lawrence.

Standing up, Qin Fei wiped his mouth with a napkin and squeezed out a smiling face: "good evening, Mr. Minister."

"Good, good!"

Lawrence's mood looks really good. Qin Fei thought that he blackmailed himself five million in the morning. Of course, this guy's mood can't be bad.

"Qin, come on, let me introduce you."

He pointed to a group of people in robes beside him and said, "these distinguished guests know that you come tonight and want me to bring them to thank you personally."

Needless to ask, when you look at those people with beards, white Arab robes and white hoods and headrings on their heads, you know they are the rich people who use US dollars as toilet paper.

Qin Fei can't help entertaining on this occasion. Although he doesn't like it, it's also polite.

This is not the time to offend Lawrence. I have something to ask later.

After greeting and nodding to those rich people one by one, Qin Fei immediately harvested a stack of business cards, all inviting Qin Fei to go to their country to provide them with security services if he is interested.

This made Qin Fei very happy and surprised.

You know, these rich people are all gold owners who don't need money. They will naturally receive a lot of remuneration for providing them with military or security services.

In the field of mercenaries, especially when they come out to set up their own business, the most important thing is customer resources.

Without customer resources, even if you are more powerful than Qi Tian Da Sheng, you can only work for others.

Qin Fei suddenly found that his decision last night was very wise. The benefit of saving these rich men was not only that he could earn a sky high reward of $5 million per person, but that when Qin Fei and these people were able to deal with an irreversible rebellion, he created a gold lettered signboard for himself!

I didn't come in vain tonight!

Qin Fei was really reluctant to attend such a shit dinner organized by Lawrence before. After all, he is not a person who likes socializing.

Now Qin Fei reviews himself again. Since we elected ourselves as the head of the X mercenary corps, we must shoulder the responsibility of soliciting business. Where does the business come from? We still have to deal with those powerful people in power or some dignified rich people.

There is no pie falling from the sky. Since you are not an uncle, you have to put away your lofty and arrogant spirit and deal with these people honestly.

"Mr. Qin." a handsome young man with extraordinary appearance walked up to Qin Fei, stretched out his hand and said in pure rpaccent English: "it's nice to meet you here. Thank you for your care last night."

"You're welcome." Qin Fei dealt with it and looked carefully at the man in front of him, who was at most 30 years old and spoke with great elegance and propriety, and guessed his identity in his heart.

But he soon failed.

The man exudes an aristocratic atmosphere all over his body. The clothes he wears are obviously a traditional dress similar to a robe but definitely not an Arab robe. The texture is similar to silk. It is very exquisite from the manual point of view. The buttons in many places can be seen that they are made of gold thread by hand, and even the buttons are decorated with glittering broken gemstones.

The leather shoes on his feet look simple in style. Although Qin Fei doesn't have much concept of luxury goods, he can see that the shoes are obviously made by hand, because the leather on them is cut into thin strips and woven together by weaving.

Just this kind of handicraft, you don't have to have money to find this kind of goods.

Obviously, this is also a kind of noble people, but unlike the rich and royal members in the Middle East, it is also different from the style in Africa.

"Excuse me, are you..."

Qin Fei couldn't help but know who this guy was. From the tone of the other party, he seemed to have seen himself, and he was one of the VIP in the fight field last night.

But at that time, I only focused on fighting. How can I have time to see what these people look like one by one? As long as the quantity is enough, don't pull down people. As for the appearance, don't worry about him! It's not a beautiful girl. She looks what she likes.

"Oh!" the nobleman on the other side stretched out his hand. The servant behind him immediately took out a yellow business card box from his pocket, picked a business card in it, and put it on the young man's palm with both hands.

"Here is my business card."

He handed the card to Qin Fei, who had to take it.

I found something wrong when I received it. When I looked carefully, it was pure gold!

Looking up at the business card box, it was also made of gold.

Fark!

These people really have too much money to use? Business cards are made of gold?

Glancing at the business card, there are three kinds of words on it!

In other words, a line of words is printed in three different languages.

There are two words Qin Fei is not familiar with, but he can roughly see which word it is.

Arabic, French, English.

The top line reads "Kingdom of the Moro islands", and the name is in the middle of the card below. Qin Fei doesn't know French or Arabic at all. Fortunately, there is English. From the spelling, the man's name has a strong Arabic flavor - Hassan Mohamed noy.

A dress is not Arab style, with a pure RP accent in English, but has a authentic Arab name.

This kind of feeling is a little mixed, which is related to the taste of public war Qin Qiong.

Hassan smiled at Qin Fei. From the latter's locked eyebrows, Hassan seemed to see his doubts.

But he didn't speak, and the servant behind him looked at it: "this is our crown prince, the king of the Moro islands. This business card is incomparable. Please put it away and take it. You can get through the Moro islands unimpeded, or even go straight to the palace. As long as the guard sees this business card, he will give you permission."

Speaking of this, I saw Qin Fei still looking at the business card and said, "Your Highness usually only sends this kind of business card to important people. Ordinary people can't get it. Don't lose it casually."

Qin Fei thought, I'm not sure about this one. Last night, I lost more than $100 million in a fire. When people come to a critical juncture, let alone gold, diamonds should be smashed with a hammer!

However, he carefully put the business card into the inner bag of his combat suit.

This is not only a hat, but more importantly, the presence of Prince Hassan in front of him does not make him uncomfortable. At least as a crown prince, a future king, he is very polite to himself, which is very rare.

"Moro Islands..."

Qin Fei asked Hassan awkwardly, "where the hell is it?"

"Ah..." the crown prince was dumbfounded and suddenly realized that Qin Fei didn't know where his island country was.

So he said, "it's not far from here, in the Indian Ocean, at the entrance to the northern end of the Mozambique Strait."

Qin Fei listened and nodded in confusion. He really hasn't heard of the island. From this point of view, I'm afraid it's just an island.

However, he said that it was located at the northern end of the Mozambique Strait, and Qin Fei roughly knew where it was.

"Oh, I see," he nodded. "It's next to Madagascar."

Prince Hassan smiled more intensely and nodded: "almost, about 500 kilometers from Madagascar."

"In fact, I was supposed to fly back to my country today, but minister Lawrence said I could see you at the dinner tonight, so I stayed specially."

Stay? Just to see yourself?