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As a result, where the sperm whale remained on the boat, there was only a lonely head left.The robot crew picked up the shovel, first made a big hole in the side of the skull, and then sent invitations to the guests in the sky and on the ship, hoping that they could get into the whale skull and take out the whale brain oil by themselves according to the schedule.

Although this substance is extremely precious, the flame of the candle made is clear and fragrant; although this substance is warm and smooth and guarantees the tenderness and whiteness of the skin, the rich men and women attending the party refused this invitation without exception.Three greedy people offered to take away their share of whale brain oil. The others didn’t want anything. They just wanted to get on the helicopter and quickly return to the airport, with the "Quiquig" and the entire Nantucket island. Say goodbye.

After some negotiations, the theme park finally made concessions and cancelled all the following projects (of course, the money will not be refunded).The rich guys have given up hunting sharks, watching sailing and sailing, giving up repeating the classic chapters of Moby Dick, and no longer nostalgic for waves and Leviathan.They couldn't wait to squeeze into the cabin, flying back to the brightly lit North American continent, full of blood and oily smell.

"I'm afraid this gathering will be unforgettable for the rest of my life." At the Nantucket airport, when the rich and wealthy bid farewell to the old Erben, the old man walked forward and said the voice of everyone else:

"It’s like Dante’s Divine Comedy. It’s like walking into Dante’s Divine Comedy, but I've been trapped in the purgatory chapter, and I'm still falling... Okay. It would be great if there is only the whaling part of the boat."

Hearing these words, Old Urban suddenly turned pale.But he did nothing except shake hands with his friends one by one.Among all business jets, his Learjet-290XR took off last, and the cabin allocation plan was very, very awkward:

Obviously there was enough space, but he had to send Suo Zhongwu to the rear of the plane.The owner himself brought his wife and children into the living room and held a secret family meeting there, separated from outsiders more than 20 meters away.

However, the existence of Little Erben makes the secret meeting directly a reality show.The rich young master brought a pinhole camera into the venue and gave Suo Zhongwu a live broadcast; after being released by his father, he even went to find "Master Zhuge."The two hid in the server maintenance room at the rear of the plane, and held a small meeting in private to carefully discuss future countermeasures.

In order to keep it confidential, Suo Zhongwu and the young master only talked about gossip, and all the content they wanted to say was written on the screen of the phone, and they were erased afterwards, without saving a word.

The first agenda item of the small meeting, of course, is to replay the highlights of the family meeting (without sound), and by the way, make on-site complaints.The two of them quickly reached a consensus: Old Urban was indeed very angry this time, but most of the anger was directed at himself, which was obviously different from the previous situation.

Because of this, Old Erben didn't yell or slam or kick the door.When the meeting first started, he even bit the bullet and reluctantly praised his son.However, after speaking the complimentary rhetoric, he immediately followed by accusing him of insufficient criticism, and he made a straightforward comment on his son, without any inconvenience:

"You are really enthusiastic, but you don't know how to behave. If you don't learn things in the future, you will never be able to think about it."

Old Urban said "study" is not just going to an Ivy League school.Next, in an unquestionable tone, he asked his younger son to follow him for the next three months and observe and learn the social etiquette of the rich circle.You must attend the meetings that you should attend, and you must attend the meetings that you should attend, and your elder brothers and sisters will also give pointers from the side so that you will no longer be fooled by Little Erben himself like the "Quiquig".

Where did "Captain Solo" suffer such constraints.When the family meeting was held, he not only protested to his father excitedly, but also pretended to be a pitiful face, and asked his mother for help.But Mrs. Urban did not stand by her son's side without thinking as before.While helping her husband wipe the blood stains on her face, she pleaded with her son, hoping that Solomon Earl could instinctively remember her promise and use actions to prove that she did grow.

"'At least attend the next building dance party.'" Little Earben was writing on the screen of his mobile phone and imitating his mother exaggeratedly. Although he could not speak, his eyes burst into flames:

"'At least attend the next building dance party to let them know that the Urban family does have two sons." What the hell is going on with my mother, are you confused? The Urban family originally had two sons!!!"

"I understand what Lingtang means. Of course, you certainly don't like to listen." Suo Zhongwu moved his fingers awkwardly, trying very hard not to pay attention to his own stinky writing:

"I understand your feelings as well. But I have to point out that if your father and Lingtang reach an agreement, you will hardly have the opportunity to resist their decision."

"Do you still use it?" Little Urban replied glumly, and said directly.He slumped on the pearl-white leather sofa, depressed for a while, then picked up the phone again:

"I've lost it. This whaling trip is a big loss. Dad and their embarrassment are indeed wonderful, fried whale skins and other things are fun, but the price paid is too great. I knew I would not come back. Isn't this self-inflicted?!"

"Don't give up on yourself." Suo Zhongwu frowned.An unhappiness arose in my heart.Dorothy, who was with him, was also dissatisfied with the troublesome young master, and once again proposed to modify her memory."We must attend the building dance party." She patted Suo Zhongwu's ear and eagerly reminded:

"There is not much time left. Wu, just let me try it once. The other senior servants won't say anything."

For a few seconds, Suo Zhongwu was really tempted.But he looked at Little Urban, who looked up to the sky and turned over and over on the sofa, and finally gave up the idea.[Coping with an ignorant, impatient, arrogant and inferior adolescent dude, can we use extreme methods?With the gun in place, continue shooting!

"If you don't believe in yourself." After careful consideration, Suo Zhongwu decided to use the most familiar soul chicken soup set:

"Then why don't you trust me in all directions as before. Captain Solo, do you think I will just watch you fall into a cage and be manipulated by your parents according to their wishes?"

"Who knows? Maybe you don't mean it, but you just can't keep up with your ability. You don't have the ability to change the overall situation."