The cocktail party in the lobby of the villa is being held lively. Some big guys from the fashion, film and television circles, and media circles are talking to each other and looking for cooperation opportunities. Some people are expanding their contacts, and some young party animals are
Already looking for tonight's prey.
What’s in the party? Wine, food, and beautiful people. And for young people who have excess energy and need to vent, this is the best night!
Dong Lingxi wore an off-shoulder white dress tonight, and her plump figure was outlined with bulges in the front and back. She was really sexy, charming and bright. It attracted the attention of the men present. Not to mention that her status as the president of Zhaoshi Group added to the
A dash of charm and excitement.
A moment after Jing Gao left with Dong Youwei and others, people kept coming over to say hello, chat, and pass business cards.
Later, a handsome young man with a slender figure and perfect abdominal muscles came over. His eyes seemed to still have the innocence of a twenty-year-old man, and he looked a little shy, "Hello, madam, can I get to know you?"
Really? You look as beautiful as an angel tonight!"
This kind of handsome, shy young boy with a model-like figure can easily arouse the motherly love of older women.
Dong Lingxi responded politely in English: "Thank you for your compliment. I have a male companion." She was able to handle this kind of scene of being pursued by a man with ease.
After being politely rejected, the young man did not leave. Instead, he scanned Dong Lingxi's whole body with his eyes intoxicated. The peaks under the white skirt stood tall, and the round and plump buttocks were so sexy. I really want him...
His smile became more and more beautiful, "That's really a pity. Can I have your phone number? I'm free at any time these days."
Dong Lingxi frowned slightly, and was about to ask his personal bodyguard Xiao Qi to block the young man's eyes. Gu Xixi and Chen Qingshuang beside him looked towards the second floor, but it was Jing Gao, Ouyang Wan, Dong Youwei and others.
Bodyguard Chen Aiyang came down from the second floor.
Everyone at the banquet actually doesn’t care about the Chinese people in this industry. Whether they are industry bosses, authorities, young people coming to this party, brokers, pimps, etc. The Chinese are rich, but this is Paris!
This is their territory.
But you can't help these proud people at heart! The host of the banquet, Denton Glaser, almost immediately stopped socializing and hurried to Jinggao's side. This was too eye-catching.
“What’s going on, Mr. Glaser?”
Some well-informed people came to their senses and seemed to have recently heard that Publicis Groupe had taken over a major public relations contract from Zhao Shi Group. “It’s true.”
Someone quietly moved their steps towards the social circle over there.
When Jing Gao and his assistants met, they immediately noticed that there was a very handsome young man hanging around. His eyes were very dishonest as he glanced at the sexy and graceful Dong Lingxi in a white dress. You can easily imagine what was going on in his mind.
Suddenly he asked a little unhappily: "Who are you?"
The young man with a very European appearance raised the wine glass in his hand and said with a calm smile: "Hello, Mr. Jing. I am a contracted model for LV. I..." He was going to introduce his achievements in the fashion circle.
Jing Gao led a group of people out of the banquet hall. He was not interested in listening to his nonsense. He turned around and said, "Youwei, please take care of it." While he was talking, the group was led by Denton Glaser, CEO of Publicis Groupe (Publis).
People "intercept".
Dong Youwei responded. Taking advantage of the greetings, he chatted a few words with Denton Glaser's assistant in English with a serious expression.
Later, the young male model who was pushed to the outside of the social circle was taken away by a bald middle-aged man with a serious expression.
A little while later, his agent arrived and he was taken to a corner of the room next to the banquet hall to be scolded. A bunch of French curse words were shouted out, and the bald middle-aged man left.
The agent looked frustrated and took the young male model to a deserted place by the stairs. He slapped him and cursed angrily: "M-Fxxx! Fxxx! Don't implicate me if you offend others."
The little male model covered his face and said aggrievedly: "I..."
The manager punched the little male model in the stomach again and cursed angrily: "fxxx! fxxx! fxxx! Who the hell do you think you are?
You idiot! In the eyes of the big guys, you are not even a piece of trash that sells shit. How dare you harass Mr. Glaser’s distinguished guests?”
The little male model was beaten so badly that he cried: "I don't dare to do it anymore. I..."
“It’s too late. You have been banned by Mr. Glaser’s order. Now, go where the hell you came from! fxxx! fxxx! fxxx!”
The manager pulled off his tie forcefully, threw it in the male model's face, and left with a curse. If he was implicated in the banning order, it would be over.
Suppressed cries resounded from the stairwell.
As for some of the thoughts in the mind of this handsome, handsome, and confident male model just now, they have naturally disappeared long ago.
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Of course, Denton Glaser would not let Jing Gao leave like this. After all, he is the father of the funder. If the broker can't succeed, he still has to maintain the relationship. There is no justice in the transaction. What's more, the balance has not been received yet.
“Mr. Jing, how was your discussion with Mr. Arnault?”
Denton-Glaser took Igao and his entourage to a corner of the banquet hall, away from the band and convenient for conversation. The accompanying people had already separated the area, so that those who wanted to come over to socialize or meet by chance had to stop.
Jing Gao held a glass of champagne, took a sip to moisten his throat, and said directly: "Denton, I have broken down with them."
Denton Glaser sighed, "Mr. Jing, I have already asked Dong to convey my opinion. If you can compromise, just compromise! Mr. Arnault is known as the 'Wolf in a Cashmere Shirt', and he is an honor that comes step by step.
.
Your negotiation has broken down, and it will be difficult for me to do this business!"
Jing Gao said with a half-smile, "Oh, really?" He drank the champagne in his hand in one gulp.
Seeing Jing Gao looking like he was about to leave, Denton Glaser said helplessly: "Mr. Jing, I mean it's difficult, not that it's impossible.
The whole of France knows that where there are people from the Arnault family, there will be no people from the Pinault family. The two families engaged in a fierce battle for control in the late 1990s, from the stock market to the courts.
Let me take you to visit the Kering Group. Mr. Pinault is also having a party at his villa nearby tonight. Maybe you can chat with him.
Kering Group, as the third luxury goods group in France, is very optimistic about your market. The Pinault family once donated animal heads from the Old Summer Palace free of charge.
Oh, Mr. Jing, you have also donated a dragon head, right?"
Jing Gao nodded and said, "That's true."
Denton-Glaser smiled and said: "Then you will have more in common later." There is no doubt that for the world's third largest advertising company, arranging two parties and meetings tonight is just a small matter.
As we were chatting, we saw a gray-haired, slightly fat man walking over, "Denton, I'm not disturbing you, are you?"
The smile on Denton Glaser's face became even brighter, and he stepped forward to shake hands, "How come, Mr. Agon?" He introduced the two of them: "This is Mr. Jean-Paul Agon, CEO of L'Oreal Group. This is
China’s Mr. Jing, Zhaoshi Group is his industry.”
L'Oréal Group is the second largest luxury goods group in France. The first is of course the lvmh Group.
Zhaoshi Group, as a quasi-first-tier luxury goods group, actually ranks behind Hermès and Chanel.
"Good evening, Mr. Jing!" Jean-Paul Argonne said in English with a smile. After all, he was not the boss of L'Oreal Group, so he took the initiative to express goodwill.
The lady from the L'Oréal Group, the richest woman in the world and the second richest man in France, passed away last year. The obituary was announced by him personally.
Jing Gao smiled and said: "Hello, Mr. Agon!"
Jean-Paul Argonne did not shy away from it. He held a wine glass in one hand and pointed upstairs with the other. He asked with a smile: "How was your conversation with Napoleon? Can you tell me?"
Jing Gao said calmly: "We have not reached any agreement."
The two sides had a frank conversation and fully exchanged views.
Jean-Paul Argonne was a little surprised, then he raised his glass and said: "Mr. Jing, I admire your courage. Nice to meet you. See you later!"
Here, Jean-Paul Argonne has just left, and the two celebrities Denton Glaser invited for tonight's banquet were invited over by his assistant.
The leader is Sophie Marceau, known as the Rose of France.
There is also the actress Léa Seydoux who has emerged in recent years.
“Hello, Mr. Jing.”
“Hello, Ms. Marceau.”
The beauties of the past have grown old! Jing Gao shook hands with Sophie Marceau and greeted them with smiles. But in his heart he felt a sense of the ruthlessness of time. He remembered that one Spring Festival Gala invited Sophie Marceau and Liu Huan to sing.
Since ancient times, beauties are like famous generals, and they are not allowed to grow old in the world!
Léa Seydoux is a very typical French-style girl, and Jing Gao has no interest in her. I chatted with Sophie Marceau for more than ten minutes, and they didn’t leave each other’s phone numbers. It’s better to appreciate the beauty of the former goddess in the video!
After the interruption of Sophie Marceau's arrival, the tense atmosphere after the collapse of the conversation eased a lot. Denton-Glaser, along with Jinggao and his entourage, arrived on foot at the cocktail party held by Pinault Jr. at the villa in Block 4.
