Ultimate Assassin: Start as the sixth floor in the Continental Hotel

Chapter 106 Excellent Textile Workers

Chen Yan looked at the disrespectful middle-aged man on the wall speechlessly, and didn't know what to say for a while.

"Oh, sorry, I forgot to introduce myself." The old man seemed to have just remembered, and he landed lightly on the ground with a "click" and knelt down.

"..."

The scene was very embarrassing.

"Ahem, I'm Wesley Gibson, the chairman of 'Destiny Textile Factory'." The old man coughed awkwardly and said.

"Father...is the director of the factory..." the crazy woman "Letty" said helplessly, covering her face.

"Don't you need help from the factory director?! And doesn't the chairman sound more classy?!" Wesley said unconvinced, and then put on a sad expression, which was embarrassingly exaggerated. The kind that makes the mistake of saying, "Oh...other people's daughters are all little cotton-padded jackets. Why is it that my daughter is a leaky little cotton-padded jacket...my old life...has nothing to do with it..."

"Um, hello, Mr. Wesley, Mr. Jonathan asked me to come to you." Chen Yan said awkwardly, and stepped forward to help Wesley up.

"Look how sensible this young man is!" Wesley said to Letty with a look of hatred on his face, and then turned to look at Chen Yan with a smile on his face, "Oh, kid, I'm sorry to make you laugh. Yes, this is my daughter, Letty Gibson."

"Hello, Miss Letty." Chen Yan scratched his head in embarrassment. He thought he met a foreigner who couldn't understand Chinese curses, but he didn't expect that this crazy woman spoke Chinese so well. She was really trying to fix it for Chen Yan. .

"Hmph, a weirdo with strange abilities." Letty didn't buy it, tilted her head and walked away.

"I'm sorry, my daughter has been spoiled by me since she was a child..." Wesley looked a little confused at this time and quickly changed the subject, "I heard from John that you are here to seek help?"

Chen Yan nodded: "Yes, I am being rewarded by an organization and need to find a place to hide. Mr. Jonathan told me that you can shelter me here and teach me some skills."

"Sure enough..." Wesley nodded thoughtfully, then patted Chen Yan on the shoulder, "Follow me."

Chen Yan followed Wesley into the "Destiny Textile Factory" and began to take a closer look.

This is a medium-to-large textile factory with almost hundreds of textile workers, and the textile machines used are also new high-tech textile equipment. There are only a few relatively ancient textile machines, and the spindles are constantly shuttling and making sounds. The space is very wide, and even the aisles are designed to be wide enough for two or three people to pass through, making it very convenient for workers in the entire textile factory to come and go.

"This textile factory was established ten years ago. This is our usual source of income, mostly spinning cotton cloth and cotton thread." Wesley showed Chen Yan the various facilities in the factory, "Our daily life The activity is to complete the orders provided by the government or enterprises, and then exchange them for funds to continue completing the orders, and the cycle starts over and over again, but I think you young people are not very interested in textiles."

"Um, actually I..." Chen Yan was about to speak, but was interrupted by Wesley.

Wesley looked at the workers who were working hard around him, quietly approached Chen Yan, and said, "Can you cooperate with me?"

"Um...no problem?" Chen Yan was stunned.

"As soon as you arrived at the restaurant, you said, 'I don't quite understand, are you weavers or professional killers?'" Wesley had an expression that said, "Boys can be taught." He patted Chen Yan on the shoulder.

Chen Yan looked helplessly at the old kid in front of him, and could only nod his head, looked at the workers around him, then took two steps back, and said loudly: "Your textile factory is very good! Sir!"

Wesley also instantly entered the role at this moment: "What?"

"Let me tell you! This textile factory is quite decent! Is it to deceive others?!" Chen Yan shouted expressionlessly.

"Hiding others' eyes and ears?" Wesley's exaggerated acting skills made Chen Yan embarrassed and wanted to find a crack in the ground to crawl in, but he had to act with this old kid.

"Don't pretend to be stupid! It's a professional cover!" At this moment, Chen Yan just wanted to finish the performance with this disrespectful old man.

"You can think that this place is trying to hide the truth from others!" Wesley put his arm on Chen Yan's shoulder and walked forward, "But I want to tell you, this is just a textile factory!"

The two walked forward, passed through the workshop, took the stairs to the second floor, and entered the factory restaurant. Letty, who had just left, was eating a burger. When Chen Yan came in, she rolled her eyes and continued to cook seriously.

"So you haven't told me yet, are you textile workers or professional killers!" Chen Yan finished his last line helplessly, holding his forehead with one hand, "When you are tired, destroy it."

Everyone present looked at Chen Yan's position. For a moment, the silence was terrifying.

"I fucking knew it..." Chen Yan muttered in a voice as soft as a mosquito.

Letty looked at the fun and took another bite of the burger in her hand.

Wesley took a cup of coffee, walked slowly towards Chen Yan, and handed the mug in his hand to Chen Yan: "It's too heavy to ask this kind of question when drinking coffee, kid."

(Grandma, didn’t you, a bad old man, ask me to act with you???)

The corner of Chen Yan's mouth twitched and raised a strange smile. Wesley, on the other hand, signaled everyone to do what they should do, and he leaned close to Chen Yan and said softly: "Thank you, kid, I have wanted to play like this for a long time, but you don't know...I I was tricked into this by a bad old man like this..."

"You are talking as if you are a kidnapped child, Mr. Wesley..." Chen Yan complained with a black line.

"To a certain extent, that's true." Wesley said with a smile, poured himself a cup of coffee, raised his cup to signal Chen Yan, then raised his head and took a big sip, almost burning his mouth. Ripe.

Wesley led Chen Yan through the restaurant and to a balcony, where he could easily overlook the general appearance of the city of Prague.

"My former enemy was actually the League of Assassins." Wesley said slowly, "I have a best friend who was also the woman I once loved. Her name is Fox. She was too She firmly believed in the tradition of the Assassin's League and finally killed all the key members of the Assassin's League, including herself."

"Can you imagine? A bunch of killers who kill people as easily as drinking water are just a bunch of lunatics who believe in a loom."

"But Fox, she firmly believed that it was a just trial." Wesley's eyes flashed with tears, "I was also invited by the Brotherhood, but I still couldn't forget her in my heart, so I came here and rebuilt I hated the 'Assassin's League' with all my heart at the time, because I thought that at least the Assassin's League established by me was an organization that truly implemented the purpose of 'assassination to save the world'."

"That was Fox's lifelong pursuit."

"Your condolences." Chen Yan patted Wesley on the shoulder. He knew the plot of "League of Assassins", and Fox, played by sister Angelina, also had a hard time with him.

"But, I am just an excellent textile worker now, so I will let my daughter be responsible for the training. Come on, young man~~~" Wesley changed the topic and smiled at Chen Yan , and gave a thumbs up.

"Hey." The smile on Chen Yan's face froze. His daughter, the crazy woman who almost turned him into a eunuch? ? ?

"Eh?!!"

From the balcony of a textile factory in Prague, a horrified cry echoed through the sky.