20demayo Chapter 1222 Qinglong is a talent?
Chapter 1222 Qinglong is a talent?
The next morning, the sun was warm and the breeze was gentle.
In the pavilion of the villa, Lu Feng was leisurely enjoying the Cantonese breakfast carefully prepared by An Wan.
Crystal clear shrimp dumplings, steamed buns with thin skin and tender fillings, soft, sweet and delicious glutinous rice chicken...all kinds of snacks fill the stone table, and the aroma is everywhere.
On the soft lawn not far in front of the pavilion, two figures stood facing each other, and the strong fighting spirit collided between them, as if the surrounding air was slightly distorted, igniting invisible sparks.
On one side was An Feng, whose aura had changed greatly after a night of adaptation and whose body contained tremendous power.
He stared at his opponent with sharp eyes, eager to verify his enhanced strength.
On the other side is the white tiger, which is extremely warlike, has also undergone strengthening, and has an even more ferocious and domineering aura.
He grinned, revealing his white teeth, his eyes full of excitement and aggression, like a tiger eyeing its prey.
Lu Feng picked up a plump shrimp dumpling and put it into his mouth, savoring the sweet shrimp and the chewy skin. Without turning around, he asked Nie Zhan who was standing behind him:
"Nie Zhan, who do you think will win between the two of them?"
Nie Zhan's gaze swept steadily over the two men whose momentum was steadily rising. After a moment's hesitation, he replied respectfully, "Sir, I think... Baihu has a better chance of winning."
"Oh why?"
Lu Feng asked with interest, and scooped up another spoonful of smooth century egg and lean meat porridge.
"The effect of the body strengthening potion is a fixed multiple increase. It amplifies each person's original foundation."
Nie Zhan calmly analyzed, "Before the injection, Bai Hu's overall strength was far superior to An Feng's."
"His combat awareness, power generation techniques, and grasp of timing are all more sophisticated."
"Now that both sides have simultaneously strengthened five times, the gap will not narrow, but will become even wider. Therefore, unless there is an unexpected event, An Feng will still not be a match for Bai Hu."
Hearing this, Lu Feng nodded in agreement: "Good analysis, the foundation determines the upper limit, it's a simple truth."
Just then, the two people on the lawn moved!
An Feng was still the first to launch the attack!
He kicked off, and a shallow pit was instantly created on the grass. His body shot out like a cannonball, so fast that only a shadow was left behind!
The strengthened full-strength punch, with a sonic boom that tore through the air, slammed into the White Tiger's face!
The power of this punch is several times stronger than last night!
However, facing this swift and domineering punch, the excitement in Baihu's eyes became even stronger. He did not dodge and just punched out as well!
"Bang!!"
The two fists collided violently, making a dull, thunderous sound! An invisible wave of air suddenly spread out from the two of them, blowing the surrounding grass leaves down!
An Feng only felt an unimaginable force coming from his fist, which made his arm numb, his blood surging, and his body uncontrollably stepped back three steps before he could barely stabilize!
The white tiger just shook its body slightly, and its feet did not move at all as if they were rooted!
Sit down!
Seeing this, An Feng gritted his teeth and rushed forward again, using kicks, punches, elbows... He used everything he had learned in his life to the extreme, and his attack was like a storm!
White Tiger, on the other hand, seemed much calmer, either blocking, or dodging, or counterattacking with even more powerful force. Every confrontation made An Feng's blood flow poorly.
The scene seemed intense, but anyone with a discerning eye could see that Baihu always had the absolute upper hand, as if he were a sparring partner.
Lu Feng watched the battle on the field and didn't seem to care much about the outcome.
He picked up a napkin and wiped his mouth, then turned his gaze to Qinglong who was standing quietly on the other side of the pavilion.
Qinglong wore gold-rimmed glasses and had a gentle temperament, completely different from the two people on the lawn.
"Qinglong,"
Lu Feng asked, "I remember you said in your previous report that you were managing a group with a market value of tens of billions of euros in Europe?"
Upon hearing the question, Qinglong immediately stepped forward, bowed slightly, and answered respectfully, "Yes, sir. I'm mainly responsible for the investment and integration of some emerging technology industries."
Lu Feng nodded, tapped the table lightly with his chopsticks, and said casually:
"Well. If... I'm going to give you a task now, and let you be fully responsible for establishing and operating a brand new group."
"The future market capitalization of this group is targeted to be... trillions. Are you confident you can manage it for me?"
“Trillions of dollars?”
Even with Qinglong's calmness and extensive knowledge, when he heard this astonishing number and target, his pupils suddenly contracted, and a trace of disbelief and shock flashed across his face!
But he quickly suppressed the turmoil in his heart, pushed up his glasses, and his eyes instantly became extremely sharp and focused:
"I am willing to die for you, sir! As long as you give me enough trust and support, I will do my utmost, work tirelessly, and build this business empire for you. I will never let you down!"
Building a trillion-dollar group seemed more challenging than killing people, and he liked challenges.
Lu Feng looked at the burning fighting spirit and wisdom in his eyes, smiled with satisfaction, and waved his hand casually:
"Very good. But from now on, you don't have to mention 'Xiao Si' all the time, and you don't have to call me Master. Just call me 'Sir' like Nie Zhan and the others."
"Yes! Sir!" Qinglong bowed again, his tone still respectful, but less restrained and more capable.
It was at this moment that the battle on the lawn was decided.
Baihu seized the tiny flaw of An Feng where his old strength had just gone and his new strength had not yet been generated, and with a simple and sharp close-range collision, combined with a clever trip and throw, he instantly destroyed An Feng's center of gravity!
With a "bang", An Feng fell heavily on the lawn. Although he rolled over and stood up immediately, the outcome was already decided.
Lu Feng didn't show any surprise at this result, as if he had expected it.
He picked up the tea beside him, took a sip, rinsed his mouth, and then stood up.
Although An Feng was defeated in the field, there was no sign of discouragement on his face. Instead, he was full of excitement.
He truly felt that he had become extremely powerful. Although he was still not as strong as Baihu, compared to yesterday, he was a world apart! He was full of expectations for the future.
Baihu looked very happy, and it was obvious that he was very satisfied with this warm-up match to stretch his muscles.
Lu Feng's eyes swept across the crowd, finally landing on Qilin and Qinglong, and he said, "The warm-up is over. Let's go, it's time to go out and do some serious work."
Outside the door, the convoy, Liu Ruyan, Zhao Yun and others had been waiting for a long time.
Today, they will witness the true rise of the empire.