Yang Yi went to Italy, alone, because he needed to discuss cooperation with Justin, while the Organization of Water was currently very busy.
It was still a private jet. After landing, a very luxurious car took Yang Yi to an estate on the outskirts of Rome. The estate had sprawling vineyards, expanses of rare grasslands for Rome, and towering olive trees.
When Yang Yi stepped out of the car, it was under the shade of a large olive tree. In the same shade, there was a long dining table draped with a pristine white cloth, adorned with fresh flowers and fruits.
Not far away, four tractors were parked.
Justin was standing in front of one of the tractors, vigorously wiping a tractor wheel hub with a cloth.
"You like tractors?"
Hearing Yang Yi's voice, Justin, who was hard at work, glanced back. Then, he tossed the cloth into a bucket of water, took a towel handed to him by a nearby attendant to wipe his hands, and extended his hand toward Yang Yi.
