In the largest banquet hall in Hong Kong, Kowloon, Peninsula Hotel, there is a self-service dinner in the banquet hall of hundreds of square meters. The young and charming waitresses are constantly moving through the crowd in customized uniforms. The dazzling crystal lamps shine with colorful lights, revealing the image of luxury and debauchery.

This is a private banquet held by Zhao Lengyuan, the second son of the Hong Kong real estate tycoon Zhao Wuji's family. Because of the identity of Zhao Ers, many celebrities in the entertainment industry came to support him personally. For a moment, the fragrance was thrilling, and various dresses were competing for beauty. The hostess of the dress was constantly posing. This scene is no less than the Golden Horse Awards awards ceremony.

The most important point is that Mr. Zhao is not married yet, a standard single nobleman and a diamond princess. Although Mr. Zhao has been full of scandals over the years and is already forty-five years, the halo on him alone is enough to make countless women crazy.

As for the appearance of Mr. Zhao, whether handsome or not is handsome is no longer so important. His height is only 1.7 meters, which is actually not eye-catching among the crowd. But there is a saying that a real giant never wins by height. With Mr. Zhao's aura, everyone who sees him will sincerely praise him. This is the real giant.

Under the brightest lights in the banquet hall, Mr. Zhao was wearing a white suit and smiling like the spring breeze, shirt, tie, watch, and leather shoes. Everything was matched so perfectly, low-key and implicit, and appropriately expressed his identity.

In fact, as Mr. Zhao Er, even if he appears in such an occasion wearing a vest and shorts, he will definitely be incredible. No one even says that he is sloppy, he will only say that he is low-key, and this is his identity.

Several front-line female stars surrounded Zhao Er Gongzi, saying something. When they were talking, their bodies kept twisting and twisting, adjusting their postures, and always showing the most dazzling side to Zhao Er Gongzi. All of this was done very subtle, not very obvious, and they were definitely a real acting school.

Near the other side of the banquet hall, next to a round support column, a man with a slightly dark skin leaned there with a bit of cynicism on his face. He held a glass of red wine in his hand, wrapped the cup with the palm of his hand, slowly catalyzing the red wine in the cup with the temperature of his palm. At the same time, his palm moved slightly, causing the wine in the cup to gently circle on the wall of the cup, with a certain constant rhythm.

At the same time, the man took a breath slightly, and a wisp of wine fragrance spread out. This action alone showed that he was a true red wine lover.

The man is not very outstanding, and he is definitely not the popular handsome guy. He is only five centimeters taller than Mr. Zhao Er, 1.75 meters tall, and his eyes are not big, but his nose bridge is very straight, which makes him look a bit more charming. In addition, his body is well-proportioned and looks strong.

There was a little smile on his face, and there was a little vicissitudes of life in his smile. In the cynicism, it highlighted his uniqueness.

The only discord is that his clothes were very casual and even more white, but they were extremely clean. The shoes on his feet were also a pair of inconspicuous white casual shoes, which seemed a bit out of place with this occasion. No matter how you look at it, this is an alien and should not be the only one who should have appeared here.

At this time, he was looking at the circle where Mr. Zhao was in. Finally, he raised the wine glass in his hand and drank a small sip of wine. Then he straightened his waist. His stance showed his wide shoulders and narrow waist, and his eyes were even more sharp and deep.

A few glances around him looked at him, and the eyes were just curiosity, and there was no contempt or disgust. Those who could invite Mr. Zhao's private banquet must be truly capable people. They cannot judge people with appearance. Those who can ignore their own image and come in casually wearing clothes are truly confident.

Otherwise, it would be that you would not give face to Mr. Zhao. If Mr. Zhao could invite you, it would be worthy of you. You would not be able to come. If you don’t come, it would be even worse. So many people at the scene were speculating about what the identity of this man who looked a little down.

"Hey, uncle, what do you call me?" Finally the first girl who mustered up her courage walked to the man and asked with a little curiosity in her eyes.

The man turned his head and looked at it, and something strange appeared in his eyes. The girl was just ten years old. She was very tender and delicious. Her long black hair was simply draped over her shoulders, she was wearing a burgundy mid-skirt and a pair of beige high-heeled boots. What's even more rare is that her facial features were quite delicate and her skin was even more shattered.

What he was sure of was that so many women came to the scene, the girl in front of him could definitely be among the top three, and even those first-class actors were unmatched.

He sighed slightly, and the man raised his mouth and said lightly: "Girl, since it's a chance meeting, there's no need to ask each other's names."

The curiosity in the girl's eyes became stronger and stronger. She looked up and down at the man, squinted her eyes and asked, "Uncle, look at your appearance, at this age and appearance, you are not a new big entrepreneur, right?"

After saying that, she lowered her voice mysteriously and said, "Uncle, just talk, I promise not to tell others what your identity is?"

"Girl, actually, I'm just a tourist for the time being. I'm not a big shot, so don't bother. But I have to advise you, don't be curious about me, otherwise you can't afford the price. Also, don't pretend to be like a good girl in front of me. Look at your hair, this long hair should be just your wig, under your wig cover, the color of the hair... Well, it should have been dyed green. It looks like you are the kind of rebellious girl, but due to your identity, you dare not do too explicitly in such an occasion. In fact, sometimes you are still quite tired. You always have to worry about so many things and never live as you wish."

The man shook his head and narrowed his eyes slightly. Although his eyes looked smaller, several wrinkles floated up at the corners of his eyes, with a sense of masculine vicissitudes and a sense of dust. The charm of a man is beyond words.

The girl was stunned. She opened her mouth slightly and looked at the man in front of her in disbelief. She watched the smiling face constantly magnify in front of her eyes. This made her take a small step forward, bit her red lips with her fine teeth, and once again said curiously: "Uncle, it's so amazing. Are you a fortune teller?"

"Okay, girl, let's get here today. If you have the chance, let's talk about it later. Your suitor is here." The man smiled faintly, first glanced behind the girl, and finally, on one side of the body, it slid directly to the other side of the pillar like a swimming fish.

The girl was stunned, then turned her head and looked. Not far away, a young man walked over slowly with the wine glass in his hand, with excitement on his face and a white dress, graceful and graceful.

"Uncle, don't leave. My name is Su Langyun." The girl frowned in disgust at first, then chased the man's body and ran forward, but the heels of the boots on her feet were thin and pointed. At this moment, she used too much force and her body slipped directly, and her forehead was about to fall down.

Before her body fell to the ground, she stopped in the air. The man returned to her, pressed one foot against her toes, stretched out one of his hands and grabbed one of her small hands. The rough big hand was strong and powerful, with a little warmth.

"Girl, be careful next time. If you really fall down in such an occasion, it will make your adults lose face."

After Su Langyun stood up straight, the man leaned forward slightly, and at the same time reached out and gently patted her delicate face a few times. The smile on his face remained the same. At the end, he turned around and left without saying a word, leaving a figure alone.

Su Langyun reached out and rubbed the place that the man had patted. First, he squinted his eyes and smiled, looked at his back stupidly, then bit his teeth fiercely, hummed softly, and murmured: "What an interesting person! It's just something I want to inquire about, but I haven't found out yet. Moreover, since you are here to attend Brother Leng Yuan's private banquet, then don't want to escape. I will go directly to ask Brother Leng Yuan in a while, Humph, I am interested in you now, so you can wait."

As he spoke, the man who was chasing her had already come over, stood in front of her, straightened his chest, and looked at the direction of the man leaving, he smiled and said, "Lang Yun, who was the man just now? Oh, after the banquet is over, let's go racing together. Today is the day when Wang Honglie from the Hong Kong underground car will appear. Let's join in the fun. I happened to know Honglie. Let's take Honglie's car together to participate in the competition?"

Su Langyun ignored him, looking for him alone in the crowd, but for a moment, the person she was looking for disappeared, which made her stomp her feet and mutter to herself: "It's all you hurt! Dai Chunle, you always fill in the mess at this time."

After saying that, she turned her head and looked at Dai Chunle beside her and said with a stern face: "Dai Chunle, don't inquire about my affairs. Also, stay away from me from now on. I have said several times. Now I have to focus on my studies and will not consider other things. Moreover, we are not that familiar with each other, so don't call me so close."

After saying that, she glanced at the crowd a few more times, and then changed the subject again: "I will go there with you tonight, but I will just take a look tonight. I don't want to participate in the competition, and I don't have to take the car king's car."

As she spoke, she was thinking in her heart: Where did the uncle go? After a while, it was so amazing, and the charming taste of his smile and the unrestrained and unruly standing were really different from these spoiled boys who had no taste at all.
Chapter completed!