The sensation caused by Qin Luo lasted for a whole day, from the eighty-year-old to the eight-year-old children who heard Qin Luo's name.

With a happy mood, Qin Luo opened his eyes again.

But when Qin Luo opened the door, he was stunned.

Acton, wearing a suit with a smile on his mouth, was already standing in front of him. .

"Professor Qin, good morning..." Acton raised the corner of his mouth, with a faint smile on his face.

"Long time no see, Mr. Acton..." After hesitating, Qin Luo said quickly.

To be honest, Qin Luo was actually quite surprised. He never thought that Acton would come to China so early, let alone that he would stand at his door waiting for him.

"When did you come?" Qin Luo asked.

"Just arrived, just arrived." Acton said with a smile: "Professor hasn't eaten breakfast yet? I've already asked the restaurant to prepare, professor, see..."

To be honest, he has been here for nearly half an hour, but instead of knocking on the door, he quietly waited for Qin Luo to get up.

Of course, he would not say these things, and sometimes it is more impressive not to say it than to say it.

"All right..." After thinking about it, Qin Luo nodded.

The other party was stuck at the gate and had already prepared breakfast.

As a young man with ideals, responsibility, sense of responsibility, and morality in the new century, Qin Luo is not easy to refuse.

"please……"

"Thank you……"

Acton smiled slightly and gestured to Qin Luo to please.

Maxim Restaurant, a well-known French restaurant in Yanjing, has a daily turnover of more than hundreds of thousands.

Today the entire restaurant was taken down by Acton.

"Welcome, Mr. Qin Luo, Mr. Acton..." The blond young lady greeted Qin Luo cordially.

"It's ready to serve!" Acton smiled slightly and said lightly.

Soon the blond lady retreated, and when they appeared again, there was an extra plate in her hand.

Tomato egg gu, mung bean sweet potato cake, tomato omelet, and the most famous bread and bacon in French breakfast...

The entire table has more than 10 dishes...

Luxury?

Qin Luo thought it was extravagant, but it didn't matter if he thought about it, it was not to spend his money anyway.

"Is the professor satisfied?" Acton asked with a smile.

Satisfied, just don't want to be satisfied.

For Qin Luo, who has eaten soy milk fritters for several years, it is quite satisfactory.

However, in line with the identity of Xueba, Qin Luo responded lightly: "Not bad."

Hearing Qin Luo's words, Acton smiled slightly, and instead of speaking, he began to introduce the recipes and methods of these breakfasts.

Of course, Qin Luo is not interested in these.

"It seems that Mr. Acton knows a lot about French breakfast?"

"I used to study in Paris."

Qin Luo raised his eyebrows and was a little surprised. He really didn't know that Acton had this experience.

After a simple breakfast, Qin Luo wiped the food residue from the corner of his mouth, and said with a smile: "Let’s talk about it, what does Director Acton want to talk to me about?"

There was a lot of trouble about Dai Bole, even Qin Luo, who was far away in China, received the news.

I have to say that Acton is also a personal thing. In order to obtain shares in Deborah's hands, he hardly uses any means.

In the end, Di Bole had to transfer the stock to him.