In Riesl's old house, Pierre stood quietly in front of Alyssa's portrait, his eyes filled with resentment.
"Master Pierre, the coffee you asked for." The old servant handed the cup and retreated not far away.
Pierre stroked the smile on his mother's face and sneered slowly: "You are still so partial. You have loved the third child the most since you were a child. Now, you want to leave the family to the third son's son." He stroked Alyssa's face.
His fingertips slowly moved, leaving a deep mark on the frame.
"I work so hard, but you can't see a single bit of me. Then I have to let the world see who can be the leader of Provo. Mother, haven't you always liked the strong?" His face was kind.
He smiled, but his tone was sinister.
The old servant couldn't help but frowned and lowered his head.
Before leaving, Pierre was very concerned about the servants who stayed in the old house: "You are the old man next to my mother, and it's time to enjoy life."
The old servant saluted: "You go slowly -"
The car window slowly rose, and at the moment when it was tightly closed, Pierre's expression turned cold: "I don't know what is good or bad."
The assistant handed over a tablet from the front, which was showing the live broadcast of the food competition. It happened to give Tang Yuan a perfect close-up shot, and the explanation was going on below - Provo's new leader.
Pierre threw the tablet to the ground and showed a strange smile.
"The person in power?"
In the carriage, it was eerily quiet. The driver and secretary did not dare to glance around, but stared blankly ahead. Until a sharp bell rang, and the secretary's heart skipped a beat——
He took out the phone, as if he had finally seen his savior, and answered it flatteringly: "Mr. Su. Yes, okay, please wait a moment." He covered the phone and turned to lip-sync with Pierre.
Pierre nodded and stretched out his pale palm.
Su Ji felt the other party's movement of passing the phone, and as soon as the other end started breathing, he shouted enthusiastically: "Mr. Pierre, good news or bad news, which one do you want to hear first?"
"I like unexpected surprises. I want to hear the good news first."
Su Ji: "I have received inside information that the construction of the land in Magic City will officially start in three months."
Pierre's eyes lit up.
"The bad news is, you may have to wire funds in advance."
…
"Don, is this machine really so amazing?" asked the head chef of a Michelin-starred restaurant.
This is the cocktail party after the selection, to celebrate those who advance, to practice for those who fail, and... to give everyone a chance to make friends with each other.
From the corner of his eye, Tang Yuan caught a glimpse of a little girl wearing a fairy-like dress. Her long hair was curled into big waves and spread smoothly over her shoulders, highlighting her bony collarbones. It was obviously a very conservative Chinese dress, which is often seen in the West.
In front of everyone's proud figure with her bare breasts exposed, she is surprisingly eye-catching.
Is this the first person who has come forward to strike up a conversation?
Not only did Tang Yuan's back teeth shatter, the wine glass in his hand was about to burst.
She... actually smiled at others?!!!
Seeing his delay in answering, the Michelin chef stretched out his hand and waved it in front of his eyes: "Don?"
Before Tang Yuan could change his gnashing expression, he was suddenly interrupted by him. He gave him a confused look and gave him a slap on the back of his head.
Chef:?????
Chef Tang accurately positioned himself in front of Yu Jian, looking condescendingly at the young man opposite him who was half a head shorter than him and speaking a pickle-flavored International dialect. He put his arm around her shoulders affectionately and spoke in Chinese.
He said affectionately: "Dear, who is this?"
This declaration of sovereignty made Huang Mao, who was standing aside watching the show quietly, almost spit out a mouthful of wine.
Tsk——
Why couldn't he connect the handsome thirteen-year-old man in front of him with the once arrogant and arrogant Tang Boss? At this time, he really wanted to ask Qi Jingjun to come and see how this man looked like a loser!
While the kimchi guy was stunned, Chef Tang led Yu Jian to another place, secretly leaving a disdainful look.
Yu Jian lowered her head and didn't want to talk to him.
At the moment, the two of them were standing quietly on the terrace, with sweet music in their ears and flowers around them. Yu Jian seemed to be the princess in the fairy tale who emerged from the mud unsullied, while he, Tang Yuan, was the black man who was waiting silently.
knight.
"Pfft--" He was amused by his slightly childish idea, and his laughter overflowed, and the whole atmosphere suddenly became vivid.
He took the little girl's hand and shook it childishly. His handsome face came close to the little girl and looked at her level. A seductive smile appeared on the corners of his lips, "Are you still angry?"
Yu Jian raised her eyelashes leisurely, looked at him steadily with her dark eyes, and pursed her lips.
"She's not big, but she has quite a temperament." Tang Yuan hugged her and rested his chin on the top of her hair. He felt a faint fragrance pouring into the tip of his nose, making his Adam's apple move unconsciously.
At this time, Yu Jian couldn't hold it in anymore and stepped on him hard, forcing him to let go of her. She took two steps back and crossed her chest. She also imitated his condescending look and said, "Chef Tang, let's
The two are now competitors..." As he said this, he felt a little funny, so he closed his mouth instantly and stared at him with round eyes.
Tang Yuan strode forward and ruthlessly rubbed the little girl's hair. The two quarreled and the atmosphere finally became harmonious.
In the corner not far away, Watanabe Village's depressed mouth was filled with sneers, Takeda beside him stretched out his hand leisurely, and Li Yi put the wine glass into his fingertips in time.
As the wine in the glass swayed slightly, Takeda looked at Li Yi steadily: "Don't accept it?"
Although the Neon Kingdom advanced to the knockout round and compared with China, they still fell behind. The famous Mapo Tofu was actually defeated by the Lotus Blood Duck. Facing Takeda's inquiry, Li Yi was a little bitter: "Teacher, it's my skill
Not as good as human beings.”
"This time it can only be regarded as a tie. Mapo Tofu is more normal after all." Takeda said clearly, "I have already got the news of the next game in advance." He glanced at Li Yi, but his words were directed at Watanabe.
What Muraichi said.
Watanabe calmed down his emotions instantly and leaned over to him. Takeda's lips moved slightly, and a look of clarity instantly appeared in Watanabe's eyes.
…
Li Bai waited at the door of the hotel for a long time, and finally saw the figure he was looking for among the last crowd coming out.
The figure was dressed in neon traditional clothes, groveling behind an old man, nodding and bowing.
His whole body slowly tensed up.
When the old man got into the car that had been waiting for a long time, leaving him and the other deputies behind, Li Bai walked out of the darkness and called softly: "Li Yi."
These two words contained no emotion, just like a random shout from a stranger.
But Li Yi's body stiffened instantly. He turned his head with difficulty, and in front of him was a face exactly like his, half in the light and half in the shadow.