I really should let the old man come over and see how the Fu family is now acting like servile slaves.
Just as he was about to look away, his eyes suddenly stopped.
Following behind a few tall foreigners was a familiar face.
"I'll be right there."
"Hey, Bo Lin, where are you going?"
"Okay, leave him alone."
Bo Lin strode towards the door, "Master Pulton, what a coincidence."
An old man with black and white hair turned around, looking slightly surprised: "Boss Bo, what a coincidence."
Bo Lin smiled faintly: "Is the Patriarch's visit to China still due to the matter mentioned last time?"
The head of the Purton family was dressed in casual clothes and sneakers, looking out of place among the elite upper-class people in the banquet hall.
"Not all of them." He glanced around the banquet hall and asked, "Why didn't Mr. Bo's friend who studies painting come with us?"
Bo Lin raised his eyelids and felt a little alert.
The head of the Purton family laughed at this and said, "Don't be too nervous, young man. All the paintings of a painter I like are in the hands of your friend, so I am a little curious."
Bo Lin guessed that Hua Jian was as transparent as a piece of white paper in front of this old fox.
He stopped being polite and whispered, "I thought the Patriarch was interested in him because he and I almost died in the explosion Candy caused."
Pulton's smile paused, and a gleam of light flashed in his slightly aged eyes: "Young man, you should not be so impulsive. Your ability must be able to overcome your temper."
Bo Lin: "The Patriarch should tell Candy this. I hope he never steps foot into China again. Otherwise, I'd be very sorry if he died here because of his explosive temper."
The smile on the Purton family head's face disappeared.
"Mr. Purton, why are you here and not going in?"
A familiar voice sounded, and Bo Lin turned around to look, and it turned out to be Shu Yao.
Shouldn't he be imprisoned in Country F? How did he get out so soon?
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