"In that case, Mr. Cao will definitely come then!" The old man on the other end of the phone laughed.

Cao Kun bit the bullet and said in a deep voice: "Of course! Of course I will come! Let's wait and see!"

"Then I will wait to have a drink with your Cao family when the time comes! However, generally speaking, even if the quota is given to your Cao family, there will not be many of them. As for which one of your Cao family will come, it may be uncertain." ah!"

"Nonsense, of course I'm here!"

It is estimated that the man on the other end of the phone also knew that Cao Kun was holding on, and he was too lazy to continue entanglement with the little guy. After saying a few words, he hung up the phone.

At first, Cao Kun called Simil, still wanting to ask him for help, to see if he could get an invitation letter.

I didn't expect to be ridiculed again, not to mention that Cao Kun was not qualified to go, that Simil probably might not be qualified to go.

Because he was also holding on, how could the Rothschild family look down on a mere earl.

To participate in this reception, one must be a marquis at the beginning, then leaders of all walks of life, and some people with very powerful ancestors.

In Europe, you are an earl now, which means that your ancestors have also been earls for three generations. The title can be inherited, and you will receive a monthly income. If you change it into Xia Guoqian, you can have more than 20,000 a month!

What kind of baron, let alone a viscount, is already an ordinary person, with a monthly subsidy of three to five thousand.

At best, the earl is at the same level as an ordinary mayor. In Europe, there are a lot of such titles. It's just that Similer is a little stronger in this circle, but he has not entered the vision of the Rothschild family.

So he was still thinking about how to get an invitation letter, but Cao Kun wanted to ask him for help.

After hanging up the phone, Cao Kun threw the phone heavily on the bed and said angrily: "What the hell! Isn't he an earl?! Only by going back six generations can he barely get involved with the royal family, what a bull! !"

Later, he chatted with Kong Muhong on the Internet. After learning that the Kong family had received the invitation letter, Cao Kun couldn't sit still anymore.

Wearing a nightgown, he walked into the study, and in the old man's room, he heard a woman's panting.

But the continuous sound was not long and not intense enough. A few minutes later, the door was pushed open, and the nanny walked out with the old man's changed clothes.

There was a head-on collision with Cao Kun, but she just smiled and left without saying anything.

This nanny looks in her thirties and is well maintained. She is definitely a young woman with temperament.

It's just that Cao Kun didn't expect that the nanny usually took care of the old man's daily life, and took care of him on the bed.

And how old the old man is, he is already considered an advanced age, so it would not be surprising if he didn't die on the bed by then.

"The old man is quite good at playing! He's old, so he's okay!" Cao Kun couldn't help but sneered as he watched the nanny leave.

Pushing open the door and walking into the study, I saw the old man lying on the bed with a weak face, still panting.

After all, I am old, at this age, even if I lie down without exerting myself, my bones are already too much to bear.

"What are you doing here?!" The old man glanced at him and said angrily.

Cao Kun leaned aside, took an apple and gnawed it: "Grandpa, you are old, don't be like young people, okay?! Haven't you played enough before?! You are so old, You have to take medicine, right?! When something happens, uncle and uncle can kill her alive! Aren�t you doing harm to others?!�

"It's none of your business, what you love and what I want, besides, I'm only eighty-nine years old?!" The old man rolled his eyes at him and said angrily, "Speak if you have something to say, and fart if you have something to say!"

"I want to go to the party hosted by the Rothschild family! Help me figure out a way!"

Cao Kun didn't bother to talk to the old man how he wanted to play, he just wanted an admission ticket right now.

When he heard about the Rothschild family, Mr. Cao's eyes moved: "What party?!" JrNovels.com