Although all preparations had been made and no mistakes had been found after careful consideration, Yang Jing was still a little nervous when the flight he was on landed safely at Owen Roberts International Airport in George Town, the capital of the Cayman Islands.
After all, for this plan, Yang Jing can be said to have experienced two completely different lives. One was a life of more than three years in the original time and space, and the other was a long life of forty-one years.
This grand plan, which was originally tailored for the Holy Ring's "restricted time-space travel skill", consumed almost all of Yang Jing's efforts over the past three years. Now that the plan is about to bear fruit, it would be a lie to say that he is not nervous.
The character played by himself, Cole Smith, was indeed respected by all the senior executives of the Dragon Fund. But when Cole Smith died, would the financial geniuses of the Dragon Fund be willing to obey my identity as Yang Jing?
Also, can Old Mike, Cesar and the others suppress those up-and-coming talents?
The most crucial thing is, although the Holy Ring has repeatedly said that there are no big problems, only small problems, the moment he receives the Evil Dragon Fund, will it trigger a time and space paradox that he cannot bear?
There are so many uncertain factors, all concentrated in that villa today. Do you think Yang Jing can not be nervous?
After getting off the plane and passing through the gate, Yang Jing found a group of guys in high-end suits waiting for him. The leader, Nathan Brown, was holding up a very eye-catching sign with four big Chinese characters written on it - Mr. Yang Jing.
Damn, you idiots, you all have high IQs, don't you feel hot? You're wearing suits in this weather, you deserve to get prickly heat when you go back home!
Yang Jing was quite happy to see these familiar faces. But these guys usually don't seem to be so serious, why are they all so good today?
However, even if he knew these guys, Yang Jing could only pretend not to know them. After all, he had not yet completed the final handover with Cole Smith.
The Cayman Islands is a tourist destination in the Caribbean, and many tourists come here every year. Therefore, among a group of blond and blue-eyed tourists, Yang Jing, a Chinese with black hair, black eyes and yellow skin, stood out. Even though he hadn't come forward yet, the group of guys couldn't help but take two steps forward.
This group of people also made the tourists who just got off the plane feel very puzzled - this group of people looked like a group of five or six, but did their heads get caught in the door? Why are they wearing such clothes in such a hot day...
However, the lineup for welcoming the guests at the airport was luxurious enough. Apart from anything else, the combined wealth of these twenty or so people alone amounted to trillions of dollars. If their true identities were to be revealed, I'm afraid the whole world would be shocked.
Yang Jing hurriedly took a few steps towards Nathan Brown and came to him. This man who was once a great man, now could not resist the erosion of time and had become old.
"Hello, is it Mr. Cole Smith who asked you to pick me up at the airport? I am Yang Jing, from China." Yang Jing said in fluent London English. He couldn't let anything slip at this time. Old Mike and the others must know that Cole Smith's successor had studied in London for two years. If he spoke with a pure American accent, it would definitely arouse their suspicion.
Nathan Brown looked at Yang Jing, and then said respectfully: "Welcome, Mr. Yang. Also, please allow me to introduce you to the people who are here to pick you up today. This is Mr. Mike Aller, this is Mr. Henry Williams, this is Mr. David Anderson, this is Mr. Donald Tomás, this is Mr. Cesar Cook, this is Mr. Michael Burko, this is Mr. Frank Abbas..."
As Nathan Brown introduced them one by one, Yang Jing could only shake hands with them one by one. Although he had known these guys for a long time, at this time, he could only pretend that he was meeting them for the first time.
What made Yang Jing feel somewhat relieved was that these guys did not dislike him as he had imagined. Each of them was very enthusiastic. It was obvious that Old Mike did a very good job.
"Mr. Yang, my name is Nathan Brown. You can just call me Nathan. I will be solely responsible for your safety during your stay in the Cayman Islands."
"Thank you." Yang Jing whispered his thanks.
Old Mike said, "Let's go, let's go back quickly, Mr. John Brown is still waiting for Mr. Yang."
After exiting the airport terminal, the heat wave immediately made Yang Jing sweat all over. However, there were a row of Mercedes-Benz S600 luxury sedans parked outside. Led by Nathan Brown, Yang Jing and Old Mike got into the third car.
Following Yang Jing into the third car were Frank Abbas, current CEO of KY Investment Fund, Harrison Johnson, CEO of Pacific Capital, Joseph Hunter, CEO of Atlantic Capital, and Christopher Mendes, CEO of Acate Capital.
Including Old Mike, there were a total of six people getting into the bulletproof car, but the car was large enough that even with six people in it, it still looked spacious.
Yang Jing and Old Mike sat in the back seat, and the other four sat on the seats on both sides.
"Mr. Yang..."
As soon as Old Mike opened his mouth, Yang Jing politely said, "Please call me Albert. This is my English name."
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