Versatile Mage

The more bitter you eat, the more you will become.

Zhao Manyan in the past was a dude with no ambition.

But now he, from the outside, is still the kind of playboy, but a little bit of experience makes it clear that his seemingly youthful behavior is actually a kind of immunity after he has experienced the ugliness, goodness and evil of the world.

This immunity, not owned by every young heir, is possessed by the vast majority of successful people.

Zhao's calculations are fine, they are the old merchants.

It depends on Zhao Manyan how the Zhao family conquers the arrogant European consortia, ancient European families and the European royal family.

Money, they don't lack the Zhao family, they lack respect from people all over the world!

……

At the end of the meeting, Zhao Manyan sat alone at the top of the Chamber of Commerce tower, behind him was an ancient clock engraved with dragons and mountains.

Venice was at his feet, and he now remembers the day he was pushed to the ghost gate by Zhao.

How can the heart not be desperate?

It's just that every time I think of my father when I stay, I don't have any resentment on my face. Some are just a little sorry, Zhao Manyan gradually understands why his father is.

Zhao Manyan can't wait to kill his brother Zhao...

I can't wait to tell my mother what kind of residue Zhao Yugan is. Do everything you can to exercise yourself, make yourself strong enough, and have the capital to avenge yourself.

But when he was truly capable of revenge, Zhao Manyan could not tell the truth, let alone cause a bloody storm when he saw his mother lose her soul.

That's it, pull out Zhao's dry teeth, let him continue to be his merchant, take care of his mother, take care of his family's business, Dad doesn't resent Zhao's dry, why should he remember him? He's just a little out of his mind, sometimes he needs to go to a mental hospital for a few days.

“You're here. It's all over. Why don't you take a break?” A soft voice came.

“Mom, what are you doing here?” Zhao Manyan turned her head and looked at Bai Miaoying by accident. She did look much better today.

“I've heard from the old director. You did a great job today. Your father would be very happy to see it.” Miaoying Bai also sat down.

“I had the girls record the video and send it back to him, and it should be online below.” Zhao Manyandao.

Bai Miaoying whitened Zhao Manyan for a glance.

“I still don't understand how you got Victoria's dragon hunter to sign that contract, and even if you had a good relationship with Grand Duke Irene, she wouldn't have given you such an important agreement.” Miaoying Bai asked indissolubly.

“Mom, what do you think is my greatest gift?” Zhao Manyan asked.

“Magic? ”

Zhao Manyan shook his head.

“Business? ”

Zhao Manyan shook his head again.

“What's that??” Miaoying Bai can't think of anything else.

“Picking up girls.” Zhao Manyan said proudly.

Bai Miaoying stunned for a moment, it took a while to understand!

“Really?” Miaoying Bai was surprised.

“Really, once I went to the Victorian Dragon Reindeer house with two friends, I wanted to ask Eileen for a flying dragon with a thick face... My two friends really only had dragons in their eyes, and they were thinking about how to conquer dragons. Only wise as I, Zhao Manyan, realize to conquer a man, get all the dragons...” Zhao Manyan said.

Bai Miaoying couldn't help but open his mouth.

Talent.

My son is so talented!

“I've seen that girl, she's a good girl, brilliant, but she can adapt to any environment, and she has the chance to bring it over for dinner.” Miaoying Bai said.

“Cough, I'm actually still chasing... this should be the hardest girl I've ever met to chase.” Zhao Man-faced and embarrassed.

“That's good luck, more truth, less of your vulgar routine.” White Miao Yingdao.

“Well, there's one thing I might need your mom to help me with.” Zhao Manyan said.

“What is it?” Bai Miaoying saw Zhao Manyan's face get serious and obviously want to talk about business.

“Venice must be in our hands, and I need to turn black and white. ”

“When black turns white, what you say is nothing more than holy city...” White Miaoying glared.

“Yes.”

……

……

With plenty of rain, olive blossoms outside Athens blossoming white and flawlessly, a cluster of goose yellow flowers conveys a unique fragrance that unwittingly makes the city seem as intriguing as a woman.

The postponed Patnon Temple Goddess elections are finally coming this year, and it is as if the people of Athens City have gone through an incredibly long war, and the days of darkness are finally coming to an end.

In the city, two statues stand, representing the two goddess candidates who entered the final election.

One is Ye Xinxia and one is Yi Zhiyao.

The statue of Yizhisha held a spear in her hand and covered her whole body with the armor of the mighty force. She dressed herself as a symbol of victory and smelled like a battle saint all over her body.

Ye Xinxia's statue was unarmed, and her own weak and tender temperament was perfected on the statue, with her long olive branches in her hand and her other hand resting on her chest, elegant and serene, representing peace and wisdom.

The two Virgin Daughters did go in a very different style, and it was hard to conclude which one people would prefer in the end.

To be sure, the one who fails, her sculpture will be smashed into pieces. In the final election of the previous Virgin Mary, none of the losers will get much better. After all, this is not a beauty pageant. The Greek regime is also closely related to the election of the Temple of Patnon, which is both a gain and a struggle.

The two Virgin Ladies have just finished their speeches, and the city of Athens is boiling. People can't wait to pay their respects and serve their goddesses in advance.

It was just a message, the last public draw, followed by the Festival of Flowers, awaiting the final results of the elections.

Returning together to Mount Patnon, on a not too narrow path, the other waitresses have left, leaving only the veil of Ezekiel and Ye Xinxia, who will be separated at the road ahead and will each return to their own hallowed temple.

Ishisa stopped at the intersection and turned around.

“I've been wrong all along, and that's probably why you can grow up so fast into a tree.” Ishisa said to Ye Xinxia.

Ye Xinxia also turned around and looked at Yi Zhiyao with confusion.

“I admit that I designed that conspiracy, that I designed you as Cardinal Sarang, and I know your kinship with Sarang.” Ishizawa spoke plainly.

“Everyone understands.” Ye Xinxia is not surprised.

“But I'm not framing you, I'm just always making a mistake.” The gaze of Ishisa never removed from Ye Xinxia's body.

“What is it?” Ye Xinxia did not ask.

“You are not the Cardinal, you are the Pope!” Ishisa spoke with a firm tone.