Go down the stairs from the back, and turn to the banquet hall in front, wave to the passing machine servant, hold a glass of champagne, with a standard smile like other guests, greeting everyone like acquaintances, and slowly walk towards the center of the hall.

I haven't used aristocratic social etiquette for a long time, and it is inevitable that I am a little awkward in this regard. Fortunately, Wang Zheng's observation and control and imitation are both very good. Under the guidance of his super auditory and mental power, Wang Zheng quickly integrated into the banquet silently, and the collectors were all kinds of information.

He danced a dance with an unknown beautiful woman. Wang Zheng smiled and politely declined the woman's request, took two glasses of wine from the mechanical servant, and walked towards Mrs. Draku not far away.

"Good evening, ma'am! Thank you again for your invitation!" Seeing the Draku and his wife who were smiling a little stiffly on their faces, Wang Zheng stepped forward and said hello.

The antique etiquette made Minister Draku's eyes lit up and said, "Good evening, Mr. Hanmo! Are you still happy tonight?" Obviously, as the host, she did not realize that Wang Zheng was actually a visitor who was not invited. Although she was a little unfamiliar, it was common for new faces to appear at the banquet. She said that the computer instructions did not give any prompts, so she didn't think much about it. She just thought that this was a guest brought by a friend.

Wang Zheng did not answer, turned to look at her young husband, and said, "Can I talk to your wife alone? I have something important to me!"

As the husband of the Minister of Defense, he thought he had been used to this situation. He nodded indifferently, signaled his wife and turned to the distance. Mrs. Draku became a little alert. She had conspired with Qiang Carlisle tonight about the coup, and now a stranger came to her. Even if she was stupid and bold, she felt something unusual.

"Madam?" Wang Zheng handed her a glass of wine and said, "Find a quiet place!"

Mrs. Draku took it, looked up and down at Wang Zheng, and reached out to lead her to the small reception room behind her.

After entering the room, the two of them took a seat with the guest and the host. Mrs. Draku gently placed the wine in her hand on the table and spoke first: "Okay, in terms of the responsibility of being a master, I can give you ten minutes. You know that as the Minister of Defense, things are still relatively busy. Please say anything about this strange gentleman!"

Wang Zheng shook his head distractedly, and did not argue with this arrogant woman. He said lightly: "Don't worry, I will only say one thing. If you are not interested, I will turn around and leave!"

Mrs. Draku raised her eyebrows, and was surprised not to speak, obviously waiting for his next sentence.

Wang Zheng took a sip of wine, and was a little uncomfortable with the strange smell in his mouth. He frowned and put down the wine glass, saying, "I have mastered the entire Pure Land Space, do you want to cooperate?"

Draku burst out laughing and said, "Are you kidding? OK, it's very funny! Goodbye!" After that, he stood up and turned around and was about to leave.

"Someone saw the deal between you and Qiang Carlisle!" Wang Zheng was not surprised at all about Minister Draku's reaction. Anyone who said such words in the Pure Land Space must be like this.

Draku suddenly stopped. The sound of breathing seemed unusually clear in the quiet room. It was obvious that she was adjusting her emotions. This was the basic ability of a politician. She had always believed that no matter how bad the situation was, calmness was the prerequisite for getting along. She was now eliminating her body's fear of the failure of the coup. She quickly analyzed Wang Zheng's purpose this time.

"Computer! Turn off the monitoring system in the room!" After a while, Draku recovered, looked at Wang Zheng deeply, and said to the two small monitors in the corner of the wall.

The room was quiet. The monitor did not respond at all.

Draku frowned and repeated loudly: "Computer! I said turn off the monitor! Now!"

The monitor still raised his head tenaciously, without any reaction to the mistress who usually obeyed the rules.

Mrs. Draku, who had a big thing to do, no longer spent her energy on entanglement with the monitor. After just frowned, she sat down in her original position and stared at Wang Zheng tightly and said, "What else do you know?"

"Many!" Wang Zheng's face, which had been smiling lightly, finally showed other expressions. He raised his eyebrows slightly and said, "Like the current President's difficulties for you, your deal with Mr. Carlisle, Mr. Carlisle wrote a completely deadly program, and a group of rich kidnappers were about to attack Mr. Carlisle with the program, etc."

"What?" Dracule screamed suddenly and stood up and said, "Carlisle dares to write a program that will kill you."

In fact, when watching the plot, Wang Zheng had a little question, why did Carlisle, who wrote the program, add the order to download the death toll at the end, isn't this going to seek death? It was still Furyk who saw some clues and told Wang Zheng before he understood.

Carlisle did not hand over the program to the Minister of Defense since the beginning. After all, this program can directly modify the core settings of the Pure Land Space, and those who get it can easily turn the Pure Land Space into their own private property. It is better to keep such powerful things in their own hands.

This transaction content only changed the core, allowing useless politicians to change to a president, and easily exchanged for the development of their own group with such conditions. In Carlisle's opinion, it was simply a good idea to take advantage of such a profit. It is not enough to take advantage of this once. With the program in hand, you can gain absolute initiative by trading later.

However, he only thought that the Minister of Defense would not take his life in the Pure Land Space, and obviously forgot that there were robbers. In the end, it was not an exaggeration to say that he was killed by his IQ.

However, Draku was able to figure out the key points in the flash, and he did not disappoint her politician name. Wang Zheng looked at her somewhat panicked face and was unconsciously satisfied with this candidate.

After being excited, Draku quickly calmed down. She sat down again, narrowing her eyes slightly and said, "I am surprised that you can know the conspiracy between me and Carlisle, but I can't believe what you said, because you can't prove that this news was not told by Carlisle for another purpose."

Wang Zheng smiled without answering, looked up and said softly: "Switch off the monitor in this room!"

In Draku's horrified gaze, the small monitors in both corners lowered their heads at the same time, as if the owner's obedient puppy.
Chapter completed!