1264: C1264 Direct Confrontation

C1264 Direct Confrontation

Hearing that the old man didn't seem to be lying, Qin Luo nodded his head lightly.

"By the way, professor, can you introduce me to Clinton?" Qin Luo asked.

"No problem. Professor Qin, you might not know. Clinton paid a lot of attention to you. I think he should be your fan." As he spoke, Klopp said with a smile.

Fan? Emmm.

Qin Luo really didn't know that he had such a fan. Should he cry? Or should he laugh?

"Oh, right. Professor Qin, Clinton has arrived at the hotel. Let's go to the hotel and find him." While Qin Luo did not know whether to laugh or cry, Klopp had already put his phone back into his pocket.

"En." Qin Luo nodded and followed Klopp towards the hotel.

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The Redbud Hotel was located on the 11th street not far from Sorbonne University. The Rhine River flowed past his door like a jade belt.

The jade belt was wrapped around his waist.

If there was a Feng Shui master here, he would not be able to help but exclaim.

"Professor, there's something you don't know. Speaking of which, this Redbud Hotel also has shares in China." Klopp said with a smile.

"Oh," Qin Luo said, surprised. He smiled and said, "I can tell."

Klopp:???

How the f * ck could he see it? Did he really think he was a top student, but he did whatever he wanted?

"How did the professor see that?" Klopp asked curiously.

"Because it contains the Feng Shui of China." Qin Luo said with a smile.

Feng Shui?

What was that?

It would have been fine if Qin Luo hadn't said it, but once he did, Klopp became even more confused.

"Can you tell from the wind and water?" Klopp asked.

"It's not wind and water, it's Feng Shui. Feng Shui is a secret art that has been passed down for thousands of years." Qin Luo said.

Feng Shui was actually very hard to explain, but he really existed.

"I don't understand!" Klopp shook his head.

"Professor Klopp, if you have time, you can understand Huaxia's culture." Qin Luo smiled and said, "Huaxia culture has a long history. There are many magical things, such as Feng Shui..."

Feng Shui? Feng Shui again!

Klopp's mouth couldn't help but twitch.

"Definitely, definitely..."

...

Under the lead of the waiter, Qin Luo walked into the hotel.

There was a sea of people in front of him.1

Almost everyone who participated in the Turing Award nomination ceremony had come here.

"Professor Qin, that's Clinton." Klopp pointed ahead and said with a smile.

Clinton?

Qin Luo followed Klopp's finger and saw a young man standing not far away. He was wearing a suit and had a smile on his face. He kept wandering around the banquet hall like a fish in water.

It could be seen that he enjoyed such a banquet very much.

"Thank you." After saying his thanks, Qin Luo slowly walked towards Clinton.

As if he had sensed Qin Luo's figure, Clinton, who was wandering in the crowd, suddenly paused. He turned his head to look at Qin Luo and grinned. He said, "It is my honor to meet you, Professor Qin..."

"Professor Clinton, it is also an honor to meet you." Qin Luo smiled and shook Clinton's hand. He smiled and said, "Speaking of which, I have to thank Professor Clinton. If it were not for him, I'm afraid I won't be able to participate in the Nomination Meeting, not to mention the Turing Award award ceremony later on."

As he spoke, Qin Luo stared at Clinton without blinking. None of his unusual movements could escape Qin Luo's eyes.

Hearing Qin Luo's words, Clinton's eyes narrowed. He wasn't sure what Qin Luo meant.

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