Only children in Siheyuan make choices. I want them all.

Before Lawrence could finish his words, he was ruthlessly interrupted by Zhang Jianjun: "I have worked hard for twenty years, what's wrong with enjoying myself now? Besides, there is nothing wrong with my body, and these ten beauties are not too many."

Lawrence pouted awkwardly when he heard this: "Okay! Master, as long as you are happy, I won't bother you anymore."

Zhang Jianjun waved to the beauties: "Dear ones! Let's have some fun, okay?"

Because he drank some foreign wine and the black stockings beauty was too tempting, Zhang Jianjun exposed his true nature in an instant and accidentally made a fool of himself.

The beauties were not surprised at all, and they immediately ran over obediently. In this way, Zhang Jianjun was surrounded by a group of beauties and went to the bedroom next door to start enjoying a wonderful life.

Soon the plane arrived at the airport, and Lawrence's voice rang out from outside the door: "Master, we're here, it's time to get off the plane!"

Zhang Jianjun said unhappily, "Okay, I know! How come time flies so fast?"

He looked at the beauties in front of him with a look of unsatisfied desire, thinking that if the plane had not already reached its destination, he would definitely continue to play with them. But now, he should pack up and prepare to get off the plane.

Zhang Jianjun shook his head helplessly, then stood up and walked into the bathroom to wash up. The beauties gathered around him, some helping him wash his feet, some washing his hair, some brushing his teeth, and he didn't have to do anything at all during the whole process.

After washing up, Zhang Jianjun felt extremely refreshed all over. After washing off the sweat, a blonde and blue-eyed girl immediately helped Zhang Jianjun dry his back and then helped him put on his clothes.

With the help of the beauties, Zhang Jianjun quickly prepared everything and followed Lawrence out of the room. Along the way, he still looked back at the beauties from time to time, and seemed reluctant to leave.

Lawrence couldn't help laughing when he saw this: "Master, you look like you can't bear to leave those beauties."

Zhang Jianjun glared at him and said, "Don't talk nonsense. I just feel that time has passed too quickly. Is this how you nobles usually live? Isn't this too cool?"

Lawrence curled his lips and said disdainfully, "This is just the basic operation. When you get to my house, I'll show you something more exciting. I'll let you hold candles and whips in your hands one by one and experience them."

The two chatted and laughed as they walked out of the plane and came to the airport lobby. It was crowded and bustling, but Zhang Jianjun had no time to pay attention to the surrounding environment. His mind was full of the happy time he had just had on the plane.

There is no way, happy times are always short. When a person is happy, he feels that time passes quickly. But if a person is being punished, he will feel that the days are long.

After leaving the airport, a tall middle-aged man immediately said in a foreign language: "Dear Mr. Michael, is this your master? He looks ordinary, can he really help us take back the gold mine?"

(Lawrence's full name is Michael Lawrence. Foreigners put their first name first and last name last, which is the opposite of ours. For example, Zhang Jianjun's foreign name is Jianjun Zhang.)

Lawrence was a little angry when he heard this: "Butler Gerard! Look at what you are talking about? It's really a damn thing that you actually doubt me. Although my master looks thin, he is very powerful. You have to respect him as much as you respect me. Do you understand?"

Gerard did not dare to neglect and nodded immediately: "Yes! Mr. Michael, I understand, the car is ready, please get in with your master."

Lawrence thought Zhang Jianjun didn’t know foreign languages, so he turned around and translated for him: “Master, this is the steward of our Lawrence family. He doesn’t believe in your strength, but you don’t have to worry about him. Let’s go home first!”

Zhang Jianjun said nothing, just nodded silently, got into the car with Lawrence, and the convoy set off immediately.

Along the way, the butler Gerard complained to Lawrence: "Mr. Michael, your master is not good enough at all. He is too weak. I have a special forces team under me. How about I lend it to you? After all, this is related to your election as the head of the family. This matter cannot be sloppy at all."

Lawrence slapped the armrest angrily: "Enough! Gerald, be quiet and don't disturb my master's rest."

Seeing this, Gerard took aim at Zhang Jianjun who was resting with his eyes closed. He said in broken Chinese: "Hey! Chinese, what are you capable of? Why does our young master think so highly of you? Why don't you fight me? I'm a retired SAS special forces soldier. You can't punch me with a fist as big as a casserole..."

Before Gerard could finish his words, Zhang Jianjun had already slashed his neck with a knife in a lightning-fast manner, causing Gerard to faint.

"You're too noisy! Just be quiet!" Zhang Jianjun said impatiently.

Seeing this, the bodyguards in the car were about to reach for their guns, but Zhang Jianjun raised his hand and shot out several large silver needles, piercing their right palms.

"Oh my God! How the hell did this Oriental guy do it?"

"Oh Maria, this must be an illusion, I must still be dreaming!"

The bodyguards suddenly became confused and began to pray to God.

Zhang Jianjun curled his lips and said with some disdain: "Is this the so-called SAS? When something goes wrong, they will complain. Lawrence, if I were you, I would never support this bunch of good-for-nothings."

Lawrence could only smile and say, "Okay, Master. I'll fire them all when I get back!"

After this little episode, the atmosphere in the car finally quieted down. Zhang Jianjun continued to close his eyes and rest until three hours later, when the convoy arrived in front of a large castle.

"Master is here! You can get off the car!" Lawrence said with a smile.

"Are we there yet? Okay, I'll get off!" Zhang Jianjun smiled, pushed open the car door and got out.

What appeared before his eyes was a magnificent European medieval castle that looked like something out of a fairy tale. The castle had a unique architectural style and was full of a strong historical and romantic atmosphere.

Before Zhang Jianjun could take a closer look at the beautiful scenery around him, two tall, blonde maids came over quickly. They were wearing exquisite short skirts and greeted Zhang Jianjun gracefully.

"Welcome home, Mr. Michael. Is there anything we can help you with?" one of the maids asked in a sweet voice. Her tone was very gentle, making people feel like spring breeze.

Zhang Jianjun smiled and nodded, but did not speak. He knew that the two maids might not understand Chinese, so he simply waved his hand to express his gratitude.

At this time, Lawrence got out of the car, walked to Zhang Jianjun, and said, "This is my master. Take him to the room to rest first. Also, speak Chinese to him. He doesn't understand our language."

Hearing Lawrence's words, the two maids immediately understood. They smiled and bowed to Zhang Jianjun, and said in authentic Chinese: "Sir, please follow us!"