Chapter 69: The principal is here and admission is settled!
Principal Angers is a respectable man. He always spends lavishly on business trips and is also very generous to his subordinates.
Anyway, the funds are not paid by him, so there is no need to help those rich landlords on the board of directors save money.
It was still the familiar five-star Regent Hotel, and it was still the familiar presidential suite, but the meeting place was no longer the VIP restaurant and bar on the ninth floor executive floor.
Ange and Finkel stopped at the Regent Hotel for a while to wash and dress up. The main reason was that Ange felt that if Finkel appeared with unkempt hair and dirty appearance, it would seriously lower the impression of Kassel Academy in Lu Mingfei's eyes.
Although it is already a negative number, at least there is no room for it to go down further.
Aspasia, a three-Michelin-star restaurant, is an Italian restaurant renowned for its cutting-edge and luxury.
It looks like an old mansion, but the four walls have been replaced with floor-to-ceiling windows, all the houses have been connected, and even the floor has been demolished.
The surrounding environment is beautiful and the decoration is unique, with a kind of beauty that is a combination of Chinese and American cultural and sports achievements.
Lu Mingfei was walking on the tree-lined path, with a gurgling stream beside him and tonight's negotiation site in front of him.
After the exercise, he entered a deep sleep that lasted for two and a half hours. Not only had his energy recovered, but he was also only one step away from full health.
And he didn't know if it was an illusion, but when he woke up, he found that his current strength limit had increased slightly.
"I can become stronger by exercising when I travel through time"? All I can say is that it is indeed dragon blood, so terrifying.
If his enthusiasm for learning could recover so quickly, he would have dared to hope for admission to not only a top university, but also Peking University or Tsinghua University.
As the distance got closer, Lu Mingfei discovered that Aspasia had very few customers today, and there was no one in the floor-to-ceiling windows.
Walking through the open black wrought iron door, there was a luxury Italian limousine parked in front of the Italian restaurant, a Maserati from the same group as Ferrari.
This famous car is low-key and luxurious, and its color is much more restrained and profound than that fiery red Ferrari. The mysterious and elegant black is in line with Lu Mingfei's expectations of the president of Kassel College.
"Good evening, Mr. Lu Mingfei."
Arriving at the main entrance, before he could explain his purpose, the waiter in white suits and uniforms took the initiative to salute, and then slowly pushed open the locked door:
"Aspasia has reserved the entire venue tonight, and Mr. Ange has prepared a feast for you."
"Rich man." Lu Mingfei nodded slightly and followed the white-robed waiter's instructions into the dim old house.
When he stepped his left foot into the restaurant, this old mansion with a long history was suddenly lit up with warm beams of light, and an old man sitting at the dining table in the middle was looking at him with a smile.
Judging from his skin and face alone, he was undoubtedly a very old man, but his sitting posture was like that of a young lion.
He was wearing a white custom-made suit, shiny Italian leather shoes, his silver hair was neatly combed, and a bright red rose was pinned to his chest. He looked like a top wealthy businessman who was about to attend a high-end dinner.
But unfortunately, there was only one guest who attended the banquet he personally hosted and dressed up to entertain, and that guest was a high school student wearing cheap clothes and no-name sneakers.
If the person invited to the banquet was a student from Kassel College, or a young man from the mixed-race society, then Angers might have an extra fanatical follower.
Some more extreme ones might even say, "If you don't mind, I'd like to be your adoptive father."
But the person attending the banquet today is Lu Mingfei. In his mind, Angers is no different from Xiang Yu who dances with a sword and aims at Pei Gong, Cao Cao who discusses heroes over green plum wine, and the weasel who pays New Year's greetings to the chicken.
Anyway, he has no good intentions.
"Hello Lu Mingfei, nice to meet you." Angé sat in his seat, smiled and raised his hand to motion Lu Mingfei to take a seat, his voice deep and powerful.
As the leader of an organization, his personality and position destined him to be unable to be as down-to-earth as Guderian.
At least not when you first meet.
"I'm glad to meet you too, Mr. Ange." Lu Mingfei pulled out a chair and sat down, his tone not sounding perfunctory.
Don't hit a smiling person. No matter how he judged the other person in his heart, at least Angers gave him enough respect on the surface.
And Ange was also an old fox. Just by hearing the suffix of his name was "Mr." instead of "Principal", he knew that Lu Mingfei had some opinions about Kassel Academy.
But he didn't say it directly. Instead, he signaled to the waiter in white with his eyes that he could serve the food.
Lu Mingfei noticed that there was a set of tableware on the table, and guessed that someone else would join in later.
Ange noticed his gaze and explained with a smile: "This kid ate an expired sandwich before and ran to buy stomach medicine. It is said that it was his last breakfast."
"It seems that your school is also against extravagance and waste." Lu Mingfei nodded approvingly.
"No, he just forgot to check the date." Ange's face was indifferent, and he had no intention of saving face for the unfortunate student.
Lu Mingfei vaguely heard a sense of familiarity in the tone of the burly old man opposite him. It seems that there are quite a few problem children in Kassel Academy.
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Indeed, there are a few normal people who carry dragon blood.
He looked around and found that all the waiters in the restaurant had left. There were only the old man and the young man in the huge space. He understood that the other party did this deliberately in order to talk about something "private".
"Can you tell me about my parents?" Lu Mingfei crossed his hands on the dining table and leaned forward slightly: "Professor Guderian said that only you can contact them. I want to know what they are busy with and why they haven't been willing to come back to visit for so many years."
Ange was actually a little surprised by this. After all, he thought Lu Mingfei would first ask about hybrids, dragons, and the truth about this world...
Sure enough, no matter how much he changes, he is still that child who longs for love in his heart.
So the smile on his face became more friendly, like a kind old grandfather who held Lu Mingfei in his arms when he was a child: "Since you already know about the dragon clan, I won't hide it.
Your parents' external identity is archaeology experts, and in fact their work is indeed archaeology. They study dragon civilization, excavate dragon relics, and try to find ways to strengthen the ethnic group and eliminate dragons.
This was a difficult task, with an uncertain future and many difficulties and obstacles, but they never backed down even a step.”
"It's really great." Lu Mingfei exclaimed, with sincere admiration showing on his face.
In their previous life, the two elders died for studying human history. In this life, they struggled silently to prevent the revival of dragons. If this story was published in Yilin, it would be enough to write a long novel of at least three or four pages.
"In fact, this can be considered as an inheritance of their ancestral heritage. Since your grandfather's grandfather's generation, your Lu family has been committed to exterminating dragons, although the dragon he wanted to slay at that time was called Da Qing."
Ange's words suddenly carried a hint of vicissitudes of life. At this moment, Lu Mingfei realized that this old guy might have lived longer than he thought. It sounded like he had dealt with his great-great-grandfather. "Excuse me, how old are you this year?"
"Just 130 years old."
“Hybrids have such a long lifespan?” Lu Mingfei was a little surprised but also somewhat understood. No wonder hybrids were unwilling to expose themselves to the world.
Putting aside the superpowers, just the fact that they can live to such a long age and look so healthy, if those wealthy businessmen knew about it, they would definitely tie the hybrids to the experiment table at all costs and use their bones and blood to develop a secret medicine to prolong life.
"No, it's just that I've lived longer." Angé shook his head slightly.
(End of this chapter)