Chapter 1633 Can you be more mature?
Seeing this, CEO Jones and CEO Auvergne didn't seem to think there was anything wrong.

Instead, she sat aside, obedient, gentle and dignified.

The look in his eyes towards Ye Feng was full of awe.

After Ye Feng signed and officially handed over the ownership of Smart Information Consulting Co., Ltd., the three of them spoke again, "Boss, are you Superman?"

Ye Feng glanced at the three of them, looking somewhat speechless.

"You three are over 130 years old combined. Can you be a little more mature?"

"Where in this world is there such a thing as a superman?"

"Then you just crossed the entire conference room in one step, more than ten meters!" CEO Jones swallowed his saliva, "This kind of explosive power doesn't seem like something a human can produce."

"And the punch that just hit Jason Tang."

"It directly blew the man's arms into four pieces, and the remaining force was so strong that it blew his hair straight back!"

"This doesn't seem like something a normal human could do!"

Although Ye Feng knew what he meant, he still glanced at him when he heard the voice, "What's the matter?"

"You're calling me a non-human in every possible way?"

"No, no, that's not what I meant!" Jones waved his hands quickly. "What I meant was, Boss, we've seen your explosive power and strength in the DC movie Superman!"

“It’s simply unbelievable!”

"Isn't this unbelievable?" Ye Feng shook his head. "If I tell you that I have seen someone pierce his own heart and die in front of all of us, and then turn around and come back to life, wouldn't you be shocked?"

"When you have nothing to do, try to broaden your horizons."

“This world is huge!”

Boss Jones was like a primary school student. The nearly two-meter-tall burly man nodded timidly and said, "I will definitely keep the boss's instructions in mind."

"Broaden your horizons as much as possible in the future."

Ye Feng was a little amused.

After waving his hand to signal the three of them to retreat, he turned his gaze to Semia again, "You said before that you had accidentally come into contact with a witness of the Undertaker Organization's Crystal Team."

Semiya definitely understood what Ye Feng meant at this moment.

After a moment of shock, he said, "The relevant information about the conversation with the witness is still there."

"I'll go look it up and retrieve it for you right away."

As he spoke, he glanced at the mess in the conference room and asked, "Why don't you go to the president's office first?"

“The environment over there is more comfortable.”

"You can rest over there for a while."

"This kind of information is quite old. Although we have preserved it according to the usual practice, it may take some time to find it."

Hearing the voice, Ye Feng immediately stood up and prepared to nod.

But unexpectedly, at this moment, a long-lost system prompt sound suddenly appeared.

"Ding, the system has detected a new treasure navigation. Please go straight along the current road for 50 meters and turn right. Go straight for 3.2 kilometers and then go straight to the right for 5.1 kilometers..."

Ye Feng's mind immediately moved, and he immediately changed his words from originally planning to let Semia lead the way, "I have something more urgent to do later, Semia, please send it to me directly after you find the information."

"Also, does Smart Information Consulting Co., Ltd. have any spare cars?"

"Yes!" Semia immediately picked up the phone, "The company has a lot of business cars."

"From Rolls-Royce to Bentley, to Mercedes-Benz, BMW and Audi."

"What type of car do you prefer? I'll arrange it for you right away."

"Also, boss, do you need a driver?"

Ye Feng thought without hesitation, "Just give me a car with better performance, and I won't need a driver." He would follow the navigation to go treasure hunting in a while.

It is actually a bit inconvenient to be driven by an unfamiliar driver.

"Okay." Semia didn't ask why.

After making the call to make the arrangements, he personally sent Ye Feng to the door of Smart Information Consulting Co., Ltd.

It was not until Ye Feng got into an Aston Martin DB7 that he personally helped Ye Feng close the car door and watched him go away before returning to the company.

Ye Feng could sense it clearly.

After her meticulous and respectful service, passers-by were stunned.

Many people began to stop and look in my direction.

There were also many people who couldn't help but whisper to their companions, seemingly envious, jealous and gossiping about his identity.

Ye Feng didn't care much about it.

After a slight smile, he drove at high speed according to the route guided by the system.

Speaking of driving, Ye Feng also made some mistakes.

The traffic regulations of the British Empire are different from those of China, the United States, and island countries.

For the cars here, not only is the driver's seat on the right side of the car, but you also have to drive on the left.

Plus, the traffic light design here is a little different...

Although he was an experienced driver at Akina Mountain, he almost violated the rules at the beginning because he was not used to it.

Thanks to his quick reaction and strong learning ability, no disaster occurred in the end.

……

After a safe journey, when Ye Feng was about to reach the destination of the treasure hunt navigation, he discovered that the destination was in a slum.

As far as the eye can see, apart from the extremely dilapidated alleys, the pedestrians passing by are basically some elderly people and some homeless men and women.

When Ye Feng got off the Aston Martin DB7, these people seemed to have seen something new and couldn't help but look at him.

Among them, there are also some malicious eyes.

Poverty leads to disaster, extremes lead to evil!

Ye Feng also knew that people from all places could not avoid these six words.

When he realized that someone was observing him with ill intentions, his eyes immediately turned cold and he released the fierce aura unique to warriors.

as predicted.

As the aura burst out from that body, the sneaky and malicious gazes that had just been there immediately disappeared.

Ye Feng did not delay too much. After quickly restraining his aura, he continued to follow the navigation and walked through the narrow alley.

After he turned many corners and finally passed through several alleys and came to a place that looked a bit like a scrap recycling station, he finally heard the sound of bargaining.

"Brother, this is Van Gogh's Dream. If you resell it in the future, it can be sold for at least 200 or 300 million yuan! You only asked for 10 million, which is too low."

"At least 50 million, otherwise we won't sell it!"

"Brother, Van Gogh's Dream would have been worth two or three hundred million at any other time. It's really outrageous that we bought it for ten million."

"But the problem now is that there is something wrong with the origin of your paintings, and the news in the entire British Empire is very tense!"

"I spent 10 million to buy it, but I took a huge risk, okay?!"

"..."

(End of this chapter)