Zhou Ming is a very honest person. He said that he would sit casually if he sat casually. Zhou Ming walked straight towards the front seat.

Whether in China or abroad, any etiquette place has particular attention to seating and never sit around.

Perhaps in the media, when reporting on foreign meetings, they always say that they are in the first order or the order of contributions, but if you really believe this, you will be deceived, because if you look at the photos carefully, you will find that you are still the strongest and always in the middle C position of the front row. Just like at a national group meeting, no one has ever seen the American president standing in the back row that is blocked.

For foreigners, they always arrange their positions first, and then compile a set of objective and free sorting methods based on the differences in these positions, such as by the initial letter, by the contribution value, etc.

It sounds natural, but this method is like writing a paper to make a horrifying conclusion first and then looking for arguments. What is the reason for the crime? No matter how outrageous the arguments you really want to find, you can always find some specious arguments, and if you want to find the sorting rules, you can also find them.

Foreigners usually use this model to seem fair to not pay attention to this sub-section, but in fact they are all deceptive, and the model of capital is so hypocritical.

That's it now. Seeing Zhou Ming swaying in front, Robio was so panicked that he hurriedly came up to tell Zhou Ming that the positions in front had been arranged and there was no place for him.

"Sir, otherwise I will make a new arrangement for you. This place is full. If you want to sit here, there will be no place for others to sit!" said Robio.

"There is no place to sit?" Zhou Ming raised his eyebrows, "Then arrange for others to sit in another place. Look at that Cote, you can let him sit in the back."

Zhou Ming also said: "If you think this is inappropriate, then add two chairs, so everyone can sit down after squeezing."

Robio listened to Zhou Ming's words, his whole face twisted into bitter gourd and was about to cry.

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When Zhou Ming took the C position in the venue, Madison hurried to the VIP lounge on the other side, where Piero and Freeman were sitting here to rest.

Madison came directly to Piero: "I hope you can give me an explanation!"

Seeing Madison coming to him so aggressively, Piero didn't take it seriously, but just looked at him with his eyelids: "It's Mr. Madison, what do you want to explain? I just told the truth. You really invited Mr. Zhou Ming."

"But I don't want to invite him now, I want him to get out of Dallas!" Madison said very hard.

Piero looked up at Madison in surprise, but he didn't expect that he would say it so directly.

"Since Mr. Madison is so honest, I want to ask, what are you afraid of? For example, we chat with Mr. Zhou Ming like this?"

Piero's tone was relaxed, but it sounded like a bombshell in Madison's ears.

Madison looked at Piero and Freeman and all of them: "So you bastards did it on purpose?"

Piero frowned: "Mr. Madison said this, it's wrong. Obviously, this mistake started with you, you know Irank

War will surely break out and oil will be pushed to the forefront, so you want to occupy this hole first. Do you think we will be able to see nothing?"

Madison's face became more and more gloomy: "So are you guys determined to intervene?"

Piero shook his head dissatisfiedly: "I think it's very impolite for you to say this. We were originally shareholders of Pissart, and I personally have a good relationship with Mr. Zhou Ming. I can't ignore some things!"

Madison didn't say anything anymore because he knew that things had come to this point, and it would be meaningless to continue.

So Madison had to turn around and leave, but before Madison went out, Piero reminded him: "That guy Zhou Ming is not a person who will suffer losses. If you provoke him so much, be careful that he will take revenge!"

Madison didn't reply, and no one knew whether he had listened.

After Madison left, Piero, Teesman and Freeman looked at each other in the VIP room, looking at me and I looked at you, and started another round of secret battle.

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Madison thought about it all the way, which was the situation he was most worried about. Unexpectedly, Zhou Ming actually got together with Piero and others. And they all knew that the Irank War was about to break out, and they also knew that Pisart would also be pushed to the forefront when the oil wrinkles in the future.

But Madison had no choice. After all, Piero and others were not as good as Zhou Ming. They all came from real wealthy families. Their connections and capital were different from Zhou Ming. They were among the best in the United States. Not to mention Madison himself, even if the entire Texas consortium joined together, they might not be able to do anything to them.

It is precisely this that makes Madison feel anxious. If only McClellan and Zhou Ming were the two, Madison might be able to do some joint power seizure by shareholders, but now with Piero and others joining, it would not be so easy for him to do this again.

Madison thought about it all the way but couldn't think of any good idea.

He came all the way to the summit hall. He originally wanted to chat with Zhou Ming again to see if he could find some other opportunities, but when he searched for the venue for a while, he was stunned because he saw Zhou Ming sitting in the middle of the first row.

Madison subconsciously waved to let Robio come over and be scolded, but then he remembered that he had not arranged seats for Zhou Ming. He originally wanted to disgust Zhou Ming again, but who would have thought he would become like this now?

Robio took the initiative to come to Madison: "The boss is very sorry. Due to some work mistakes, we did not put the Zhou Ming sign here, so Mr. Zhou Ming... just sat there casually."

Of course, in Robio's mouth, Zhou Ming was quite domineering and unreasonable. He sat down directly when he came to the venue and did not give him a chance to defend himself. Since he didn't understand the boss's intentions, he couldn't make a decision, so he let him sit in the front row.

But Robio also said that his position had changed a little. Because Zhou Ming suddenly sat here, they quickly adjusted the seats, so that the front row would not become so abrupt due to Zhou Ming's reasons.

Robio said tremblingly, constantly stressing that he had no choice but to sell Madison to him. He was very worried that Madison would take his anger on his head.

In fact, Madison really wanted to slap this guy to death, and then ask the security guard to throw Zhou Ming out.

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But in the end, Madison didn't do this, just took a deep breath and told him: "Forget it, since you have arranged it, let's do it, but you have to pay attention to adjusting the seats of Piero, Freeman and Tisman and Zhou Ming, remember."

Robio was a little surprised, but immediately stood at attention and said yes. Although he didn't understand why, he still made a firm statement.

Leaving this final arrangement, Madison looked at Zhou Ming again, then turned around and left. After watching Madison leave, Robio started to move and asked to change the seats of Piero and Tisman beside Zhou Ming.

Zhou Ming sat in his seat and watched the guys' movements, and did not stop him, because he was already sitting here, so it was no longer important, and what he was going to do was far from what he thought.

Zhou Ming had an indifferent attitude, but on the other hand, McClane seemed a little nervous. He was worried that Madison would have another conspiracy. But he was worried that he would lose Zhou Ming's people, so he kept sitting there forcibly.

However, as people started to come in at the venue, McClane finally couldn't sit still.

He turned to look at Zhou Ming: "Sir, why do we sit so far ahead? Didn't you say we were just going through the motions at this summit?"

Zhou Ming smiled and told him: "I planned so, but that guy Madison has done so many things with me. If I don't give him a ruthless person, wouldn't I be sorry for the arrangement he gave me?"

McClane immediately thought of something: "So Mr. Zhou Ming, are you planning to showcase Pissart at the summit?"

Zhou Ming told him: "I not only want to show Pisat, but I also want to make Pisat make a splash at this summit!"

McClane held his hands happily. As the business owner, he certainly hoped that Pissart could take advantage of the opportunity of this summit to carry forward the situation instead of simply going through the motions.

Then as time went by, a large number of representatives of participating companies entered the venue, and under the leadership of the summit staff, they took their seats according to their assigned seats.

It can be felt that although it was just two encounters, Zhou Ming left a deep trauma in Robio's heart, which caused him to look at Zhou Ming in front from time to time when arranging others, as if he was afraid that Zhou Ming would do something for him again. This mood made him feel a little nervous and nervous.

However, he was obviously worried too much. After all, when everyone entered the market, the media did not take place, and the main personnel did not take place. It was completely meaningless to cause trouble. It was far less effective than when it was neat.

The order of entry is also given to the order. First, there are representatives of other companies behind. Only after the back is in place will the delegates in the front row walk out of the VIP lounge.

Piero and Tisman came in and saw that their seats were not in the C position in the middle, but changed to both sides.

They were a little puzzled at first, but then they saw Zhou Ming sitting in the middle, and they seemed to understand something and automatically sat in the seats where the two plates were arranged.

Of course, when passing by, Zhou Ming would nod and greet them.
Chapter completed!