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Chapter 226

Alder's funeral attracted rich and powerful people from all over the world. The god's social network was extremely broad during his lifetime. All the famous celebrities in the society, or the unscrupulous elders behind the scenes, all showed up!

Everyone obviously wanted to show their face in sending Alder off for the last time. Li Chuiwen didn't want to say it was so utilitarian, but fame and fortune in this world are indeed like that.

After the death of a respected master, the degree of communication with him during his lifetime will often form a chain of contempt: those who can take photos in private homes will despise photos taken in hospital wards, and those who can take photos in hospital wards will despise photos taken in public places... In short, the more

The closer you are, the more it will appear that you have a relationship with the master behind the scenes, and it will also become a pretense in the future for those who start with "what happened to me and the master back then".

Li Chuiwen is even more awesome, he is qualified to speak at this funeral.

He took off his hat and glanced at the dark crowd present. Alder had a strong social circle during his lifetime. There were many faces he had never seen before, and there were also people who had achieved considerable achievements in various fields.

From the perspective of social interests, Li Chuiwen didn't want the magic stick to hang up so quickly, just like a piece of cake falling to the ground after just two bites, which is regrettable.

So Li Chuiwen also brewed this feeling at the beginning: "This is a regrettable day. Alder, a close friend with whom I have a spiritual resonance, I once asked him, what is life and what is death..."

His speech in English was full of emotion and he quoted a lot of advanced words and phrases. He didn't care whether those present could understand him or not, as long as they didn't understand him.

Most of the people here are from the upper class. Even if they cannot deeply understand its meaning, they will still maintain an expression of "I understand, the speech is really wonderful" on their faces.

After all, no one will succumb to others.

Li Chuiwen's speech mainly talked about the process of getting acquainted with Alder, and he was full of praise. He did not take the opportunity to advertise or promote his business.

This was a bad idea. He didn't have to be so snobbish, he just needed to show his demeanor, and those who could speak specifically at Alder's funeral must be considered by others to have extraordinary abilities.

To put it bluntly, the ultimate goal is to have a good face.

After Li Chuiwen made a heartfelt speech and almost mentioned his last name and last name, he nodded to the audience, walked down under their attention, and the funeral continued.

What follows is a complicated process, and there is nothing particularly worth mentioning. Li Chuiwen carefully observes the audience. Some of them are calm like himself, but there are also many who are sad and depressed. It seems that they worship Austria.

Being virtuous is not all about profit.

Li Chuiwen couldn't generate any more emotions to resonate with them. He just felt that it was a pity that a living person was gone without saying a word. No matter how grand the funeral was, how powerful the guest lineup was, and how glorious he was during his lifetime, it would not be put into that small coffin in the end.

In the box, once the loess was buried and the shovel hit it, everything dissipated like smoke and dust.

Then in the evening, everyone's style suddenly changed: the last party to send off Master Alder was still lively!

Li Chuiwen glanced at the jeweled crowd at the scene. Everyone was drinking and chatting and laughing. If it weren't for the singing and dancing that showed no respect for the deceased, they might have already started.

Capitalism never fails him.

The grief for Alder lasted only one afternoon.

It’s more of a common belief built up of interests, whether you should indulge or not!

Of course, Li Chuiwen is not qualified to criticize others.

After the funeral, he himself found the Baroness in a hurry, and the two of them seemed like a raging fire while they were still in the corridor of the hotel.

In fact, Li Chuiwen was very interested in the theme of today's Black Widow, and couldn't help but drag Sabella Yin to discuss the role-playing issue in depth.

After sweating profusely from the sky, thunder and earth fire, the two of them lay down and looked at the ceiling.

The Baroness was recalling the excitement of the long drought.

Li Chuiwen was wondering why men's happiness is always so hard.

Yin Sabella turned over and rested her arms on her arms, looking at him: "My husband seems to have some doubts about me."

Li Chuiwen's heart skipped a beat, but his face remained calm: "What do you think?"

Yin Sabella nodded: "It comes from a woman's intuition. I can feel it from his words and deeds. Just like this time I was going to attend Alder's funeral, and he was insinuating that you would not come. I think your

The friendship is not as good as this, maybe he is getting suspicious."

"Maybe he just enjoys this process."

Li Chuiwen thought of some groups with special hobbies.

Sabella Yin frowned: "To be practical, I finally got out alone, and I don't want to go back so soon. My black and white life needs color so much!"

Earlier she said she was afraid that her husband would find out, and now he hinted that he would take her crazy. Li Chuiwen curled his lips, women are indeed such contradictory creatures.

But he was also driven by desire, and he couldn't help the woman's teasing: "With this damn weather in Hungary, why don't we go to a sunny place, to the French Riviera, or to Monaco for a few days?"

"Monaco! I want to go to Monaco!"

"No problem, my lady, let's live in Monaco incognito. I play a wealthy oil businessman from Southeast Asia, and you are a noble lady who escapes the worldly rules. We gamble, get drunk, and our bohemian laughter echoes on the deck of the super yacht.

Voice!"

Yin Sabella's eyes lit up.

When a woman has been in a monotonous married life for a long time, any exciting lifestyle outside can attract them like moths to the flame, desperate!

Because this emotion is based on the perceptual level, as long as the contrast threshold reaches a certain level, then eruption is a matter of course.

Especially a man like Li Chuiwen, who is full of restlessness and wildness. Under his gentleman's suit are raw and majestic muscles, which is completely opposite to those cautious men. He is bold and enthusiastic... it is intoxicating!

Yin Sabella couldn't help but love him: "Kiss me! Then take me far away!"

Li Chuiwen abducted the Baroness as he wished, flew her from Hungary to Cannes on the south coast of France, and then rented a super yacht, a band, and an Italian cook, and had a lively extramarital affair.

Although the hottest season of the Mediterranean has passed, you can still lie on the deck at noon and let the warm sunshine shine on every inch of your skin.

The yacht goes east along the Blue Coast. The coast is full of mountain peaks, row upon row of buildings, and wonderful and prosperous cities. It is like the sea breeze gently blowing on the delicate skin of the Baroness, like the crisp collision of wine glasses.

Laughter.

Li Chuiwen didn't know what was wrong with him recently. He liked someone else's wife. He looked at the charming Yin Sabella and thought that appearance was one of them, but it was undeniable that he conquered a woman with a distinguished status and at the same time gave another person

A strong man wearing a hat is quite interesting!

The only one to blame is the corrupt upper class society in the West. He is obviously very restrained at home and will not touch the moral bottom line, but when he comes here he will be unscrupulous?

It must be the environment’s fault! It’s the Western system’s fault!

After figuring it out, Li Chuiwen felt at ease.
Chapter completed!
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