v10 Chapter 997： hello, Professor Qin

Throwing down his luggage and hurriedly downstairs, Qin Luo rushed towards New York University.

"Professor Qin?"

Before Qin Luo took two steps, a slightly questioning voice sounded behind him.

Then a burly white man walked over.

Sure enough, Shuaibi has preferential treatment, and there are fans everywhere.

Qin Luo turned his head and smiled: "I am."

"Hello, Professor Qin, this is Wharton, please come with me."

Qin Luo:? ? ?

There seems to be something wrong with this script.

The other party does not seem to be his fan, but rather a kidnapper.

Thinking of this, Qin Luo's eyes suddenly narrowed.

He likes kidnapping!

"Hey, buddy, I really want to know you?" Qin Luo said with a smile.

"It doesn't matter whether you know me or not. The important thing is that I know you." The strong man said coldly, "Professor Qin, I will give you ten seconds to think about it. After ten seconds, don't blame me for being polite."

As he spoke, the strong man's hands were tightly squeezed, and there was a burst of crisp bones.

It doesn’t take ten seconds, one second is enough!

Almost as soon as the strong man's voice fell, Qin Luo answered.

"Don't froze, I'll go with you." Qin Luo said with a smile.

Uh……

Unlike the struggle in imagination, Qin Luo didn't even have the slightest trace of struggle.

So easy?

He had a dreaming feeling in a daze.

However, in order to maintain his majesty and aura, the strong man waited for Qin Luo viciously, and said coldly: "Professor Qin, don't blame me for not reminding you in advance, and don't think about running away on the road, otherwise I will make you unable to eat. Go."

"You can rest assured that even if you let me run, I won't run." Qin Luo smiled.

It just happened that he was relatively short of money recently, and Qin Luo always refused to come to this big fat sheep.

"Count your acquaintances." With a cold snort, the strong man pushed "Qin Luo forward."

Knowledge? I'm acquainted, I'm afraid you won't be acquainted

Qin Luo let go of his shoulders, and his heart suddenly blossomed.

Times Square, located in the center of New York, is a small square that brings together thousands of companies from all over the world.

At this moment, on the tall building beside Times Square, Dai Bole was standing by the window, looking at the flow of people downstairs with cold eyes.

Just a few days ago, he received news that Qin Luo would attend the Cole Award ceremony held at New York University.

From then on, he began to prepare.

He couldn't help Qin Luo in China, but in the United States, he was bound to teach Qin Luo a lifelong lesson.

"Tell Wharton to bring Qin Luo directly to the farm, and I want him to tell him not to answer every day and the ground is not working well!" Dai Bole said to his assistant.

The business district looks glamorous on the surface, but it is not bright. It can even be said that anything can happen in it for profit.

Extortion, kidnapping, even murder and arson...

Such stories happen almost every day.

"Understood!" The assistant responded and turned and left.

But before he could act, the door of the office was pushed open from the outside.

Acton, who was also an executive from Exxon Mobil, hurried in.

He first stopped the assistant's movements with his eyes, and then turned his eyes to Dai Bole.

"Director Dai Bole, is it wrong to do this?" Acton said flatly.