Chapter 974

This man was Nader, and the one who stopped Thomas was his attendant, Shylock, the God of double swords.

"Who are you? Do you know this cheap yellow skin insults us?" Thomas roared angrily.

Shylock picked him up impatiently, then threw him to the side. It seemed not light or heavy. In fact, Thomas rolled several times on the ground and knocked heavily, which made him howl in pain.

Nader said with a cold face, "you are such a disgrace to us, you rubbish!" As a result, as soon as he turned his face to Ling Feiyu, his attitude changed 180 degrees, smiling like a licking dog.

"Mr. Ling, please forgive his rudeness. We have heard that you are going to come to the white headed eagle country. We have already arranged your residence, transportation and daily necessities for you. You don't need to stay in the hotel arranged for you by these laymen. That's not your identity."

Angel's jaw fell to the ground with admiration from Nader! She had never seen white people so respectful to Chinese people. Even if they were the superior and subordinate of the company, they could still see their inner disdain for the superior of Chinese people.

But she could see that Nader's attitude was not adulterated! This format is very similar to Huang Meiming who usually treats her and Thomas, but at this time, the status of both sides has changed.

Now she finally understood that Ling Feiyu didn't mean to brag and make them angry. He really looked down on Bai Pi.

Ling Feiyu nodded indifferently, "you come in time. Have you been eavesdropping on our car?" In fact, Nader's car has been following them since they left the airport. Zhang Mingyue and Ling Qingmei were also picked up by Nader and went directly to the downtown shopping mall.

Although he followed all the time, Nader didn't dare to eavesdrop on Ling Feiyu's car. If it wasn't for Thomas's beating, Nader wouldn't show up. He would wait until the car arrived at the hotel and then pick Ling Feiyu up to the place he arranged.

Seeing Thomas's action just now, Nader was frightened and screamed for Shylock to stop the guy.

Nader said with a respectful smile, "of course not. I didn't want to disturb Mr. Ling. Since they don't respect you, please come with us." The car that the college sent the TA to pick up is SUV. It's a good car. It doesn't fall.

But it's nothing like Nader's car. Nader's car is a special version of extended Lincoln, which was discontinued more than ten years ago. The interior view is luxurious and comfortable. Although the hardware is behind the times, it's just two words to sit in. It's comfortable!

Ling Feiyu pointed to the trunk of the SUV. "Just take my luggage and go."

Shylock, the God of sword, has become a part-time luggage boy of the driver. He is not half dissatisfied. He moves the suitcase Behind Lincoln quickly, and then waves to Thomas who is in a daze on the ground, "go back! Let's say Mr. Ling was picked up by St. George's church. He is also our guest of honor! "

Thomas trembles when he hears the words of St. George's church. This church is almost the same as Shaolin in China. It has a very high status. It can be said that it is the boss. Even the celebrities and business tycoons are treated the same as ordinary people when they go to pray. The priests and clergy in it will not even look at you because of your status outside.

VIP of St. George's church, what a concept that is!

Seeing that the old car Lincoln, which had been discontinued for a long time, drove away in front of them, Thomas sat on the ground foolishly and never recovered. Huang Meiming was too busy to get out of the car to help him. Just now, Huang Meiming was too scared to get out of the car and even gasped.

"Mike, did that man just say St. George's cathedral?" Thomas asked mistily.

Huang Meiming gritted her teeth and nodded, "yes, it's St. George's Cathedral with the cardinal."

Thomas fell as soon as he got up in the dark and said, "please forgive me the sin of the God of light..." in their view, the clergy of St. George's is the spokesman of the God of light. The religious status of this cathedral is only inferior to that of the Holy See's nest in Europa. All believers mention St. George's church with a holy face, and even dare not go to the church to find the priest with their own bad things. It is a kind of blasphemy for them to go to St. George's church with some trivial things!

Ling Feiyu stretched out his legs comfortably in the spacious car, "the evil capitalism, I really enjoy it."

Nader quickly said, "we have a lot of cars, but none of them are good for us. This car is suitable for Mr. Ling." Other cars he talked about are cool supercars, invisible assets that ordinary believers don't know about.

"It seems that your St. George's Cathedral has a lot of face. The boy is scared." Ling Feiyu sneered that Nader had a position in the cathedral, not just a boss of the convent.

Nader is a little proud. "Other places dare not say that even the lost lambs who don't believe in the God of light are full of awe for our St. George's Cathedral in the country of white headed eagle."

As he said this, he took down a bottle of top-quality red wine from the wine rack. It was made in 1991 and has been nearly 30 years. He skillfully pulled out the cork with magic and put the bottle mouth under his nose for two circles.

"Mr. Ling, this bottle of wine is a rare good thing. Because this winery felt that the grapes of that year were not good, and the wine produced did not meet the standards set by them, it destroyed all of them, and none of them entered the market. But some employees think it's a waste. They secretly store two oak barrels and fill them. Who knows that the wine has a different taste after several years of aging, and the longer it lasts, the better the taste. "

This guy just said what happened to St. George's Cathedral. He turned around and opened a bottle of wine. It was estimated that if the God of light knew that the believers were full of doctrines and good wine, he would kill Nader with lightning.

Ling Feiyu took a glass of wine and put it under his nose to smell it. It's really a little different from other wines, but this difference needs to be tasted by his mouth, and he can't smell it.

His perceptual power is far beyond the average person, so he only uses his nose to find out the particularity of the wine.

Nader nodded obsessively after taking a sip. "There is a strange stream of gasoline in the mouth of this winery's wine this year, but it's gone in a moment. Instead, it's the aroma of fruit, which lingers in the nose for a long time."

Ling Feiyu laughed and put aside the wine he had smelled. He had no intention of entering. He planted a lot of grape vines in Taohuayuan, including all kinds of vines. At the beginning, he intended to make wine, but none of those fairy nuns knew how to make wine. As a result, the grapes could only be dried into raisins after ripening.