The opening ceremony came to an end successfully, and the popularity of this session was visible to the naked eye, but the organizers always felt a little uncomfortable.

It is one thing to take advantage of others' popularity, but if you are being exploited by others, it is another thing.

They never expected Xu Chuan to play this trick in the end.

The organizer's purpose was to use this song that was both an anti-war and a World Cup promotion song, and to bring Xu Chuan to create momentum for the opening ceremony.

Unexpectedly, the other party reacted so quickly, and used a short story to suck the heat away, and scolded the Pierce Foundation, and promoted its own aid projects.

Now the media are surrounding the other party to ask related questions, but this is obviously a film festival, not a UNWFP press conference.

"Did you really eat that rusty cake?"

Getting into the car, Gao Wen looked at Xu Chuan seriously and asked.

Xu Chuan curled his lips, "You think I'm stupid, that thing doesn't look like it's something to eat."

Gao Wen half opened her mouth and didn't say anything for a long time. She looked so cute.

Xu Chuan couldn't help but reach out to stroke the other person's cheek and hugged the person and kissed him.

“Woo~”

Gao Wen pushed the other person hard, "How many words do you bastard do you have to be true?"

Xu Chuan licked the smell on his lips with some desire, but did not let go.

"Hey, why do you always pay attention to these unimportant details? I exchanged chocolate for the other party's snacks, and then the little kid started looking for me to eat every day."

The stories are all beautified. If we were honest, how could there be the effect at that time?

"Ahem, I'm asking if you guys should pay attention, I'm still here."

Zhong Miaomiao sat in the opposite seat and couldn't help but remind these two dog-like men and women.

Xu Chuan raised his eyebrows, "If you can't stand it, you will jump off the car."

"I……"

Zhong Miaomiao stared at her directly, then remembered that this guy was his boss, and immediately became angry.

The convoy drove towards the hotel, and this time Xuchuan's Umbrella stood in front of the stage.

This was inevitable, but he needed to choose a suitable time and stand in front of the stage with what image he had.

He needs Volkswagen to distinguish Umbrella from other PMC companies.

It is best to treat them as security companies under UC Technology.

Ji Peng's team also lives in Cannes Four Seasons Garden.

Xu Chuan immediately found the manager here. After knowing that the accommodation price had tripled, Xu Chuan felt that the Frenchman in front of him was even more beautiful than him.

It was almost midnight, but these excited artists seemed to have no intention of resting.

Ji Peng found Xu Chuan and asked him if he wanted to go to the party together. Of course, it would be better not to call Gao Wen.

You will know what the nature of this party is.

Of course Xu Chuan refused. Not to mention that there was no friendship between them, Xu Chuan would not be able to go to someone else's territory to participate in the silver party.

If someone takes a video, it will always be a troublesome thing.

And how could those vulgar powders catch his eye?

"Hmph~ You just said it nicely, who knows if it's a pity in your heart..."

Gao Wen stood by the wall. Her previous dress had been changed. She was blushing and said insincere words.

Xu Chuan smiled and did not speak, but leaned over and lowered his head and blocked the other party's mouth.

Then his cell phone rang.

Gao Wen was hooking Xu Chuan's neck in a daze, but she was called back to some sanity by the phone ringtone.

"Your phone number..."

Gao Wen's voice trembled slightly, and her feelings were ups and downs and downs in her charm. She never knew that she would make such a sound.

“No matter what it is.”

Xu Chuan was gasping heavily. He didn't have the time to pay attention to the phone number at this time.

After more than a dozen sounds, the ringtone stopped, but then it rang again.

Gao Wen struggled more and more.

Xu Chuan raised his head and sighed, MD, which bastard is it?

The two of them were entangled, and neither wanted to separate. Gao Wen's thighs were directly hooked on each other's waist.

Xu Chuan, holding Gao Wen's buttocks, walked into the bedroom.

Sitting on the sofa, picking up your cell phone from the side.

Gao Wen honestly placed her head on Xu Chuan's shoulders, and the exhaled heat swept around his forehead and neck, making Xu Chuan's heart seem to have a feather constantly fiddling with him.

"You'd better have something important."

Xu Chuan had nothing to do with him.

Lynn Feins, opposite, didn't expect that his boss had such a big temper and couldn't figure out where he offended him.

"BOSS, I have something to report to you."

He tried to tell the matter as concisely as possible.

"NIKI has been on board for seven hours and we are worried something is wrong."

Xu Chuan looked dark, "You should worry about the people in that boat."

What's there to worry about Nikita? It would be nice if this woman didn't do anything.

What did the rich man and the young lady who drove the silver squid threaten her? Is there a rod-like item of some kind of silicone?

But then again, this woman is really reckless and dares to get on the boat alone. If something really happens, will she plan to jump into the sea and swim back?

But since the other party told him about this, Xu Chuan couldn't really ignore it.

"You contact the HCLI people, their ships are spread all over the Mediterranean. By the way, let Morocco chase the GPS signal of the ship and send a few helicopters here."

This is the Mediterranean Sea, Umbrella's headquarters is in Morocco. If this ship wants to enter the Atlantic Ocean, it will inevitably go to Gibraltar.

But why did a yacht driving a silver chalet go to the Atlantic Ocean? Do you think the Mediterranean is too small to flutter?

Feins on the opposite side expressed his understanding that he had to report to Xu Chuan on this matter, because Umbrella's military power and intelligence system were indeed needed to be mobilized in the future.

Otherwise, they would have really been looking for a needle in a haystack.

After hanging up the phone, Xu Chuan turned off the phone directly, and then threw the phone aside.

He will be very busy afterwards...

...

While Fiens was calling, Michael was searching for information about the ships leaving the port in his office at the port port.

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content later! That yacht must be registered when leaving the port, and there will be a rough route.

"Chenjing, Chenjing..."

Michael entered the name of the yacht into the system, and the information about the ship was immediately displayed in the port system.

"Berkhoff, I found it, and I'll pass it over to you."

Michael plugged in a USB flash drive on his computer, and the hacker program inside immediately started, and then connected to Umbrella's workstation through countless springboards.

The information in the Cannes port system will be uploaded immediately.

"Michael, I found out that this Silent is a new ship from an Italian yacht manufacturer this year. It is customized according to the requirements of a company."

"But this company is actually an empty shell, and behind it is the Salt Sovereign Wealth Fund."

Soon, Burkhoff found the background of the ship.

It is obvious that the Sautian royal family is definitely related to the Sautian sovereign wealth fund.

"And the pimp named Sam, whose real name is Georio Beruti, Georgian."

"I found a photo, maybe I know who the owner of the ship is."

Burkhoff compared the photos of Sam with Umbrella's library and quickly found several photos posted on Twitter.

The owner of the Twitter account is just a tourist. While she was taking a photo with the yacht, she took a photo of Sam in the background.

And there were a few young Alabo people standing next to this guy.

Burkhoff sent the photo to Michael, "The one in the middle is Sandino, who is King Sat's favorite son and future heir to the throne."

Michael didn't care much about this matter. Even if he was a heir, he was still a heir who was recruiting a female branch and there was no threat.

"No, man, I'm going to tell you some bad news."

But Burkhoff seemed to have found other information.
To be continued...