Chapter 862: There is no one left in the Golden City?
"Two distinguished guests from the Donghai Chamber of Commerce in the Golden City, please come in."
The doorman opened the door of the limited edition Bentley Versailles, and when he saw the two golden girls stepping out of the car, a smile appeared on his face.
In the end, Tang Yingqi did not wear that long skirt, but changed into a pair of smart wide-leg trousers paired with a small suit.
Compared with the big bosses and elites from all walks of life who come and go around them, Lu Ze and Tang Yingqi are among them in terms of age and appearance, and they clearly stand out from the crowd.
Many people in the group who were originally talking brightened up.
The fat man Song Chuyang, who had just walked out of the east building, squinted his eyes with a smile on his face and stared at Tang Yingqi for a full five or six seconds before looking back with lingering interest.
"Since ancient times, beauties have emerged from the south of the Yangtze River. This is my type."
"Is this the hundreds of women you like?" Ye Zhengming snorted disdainfully.
"The 401st, what?"
"Haha, then you can find the 402nd one." Ye Zhengming sneered.
"Brother Ye, what do you say?" Song Chuyang was still smiling, but a cold light flashed in his eyes.
He is not very broad-minded, and can even be said to be very vindictive. He did not directly attack Ye Zhengming, which is a special treatment.
"That person next to him, don't tell me that you don't know." Ye Zhengming was able to come from the North Bear Country to the Xia Country to do business, so he naturally put in a lot of effort.
"So what if you know?" Song Chuyang chuckled and said nothing, his laughter clearly expressing his disdain.
"The only representatives of the Golden City are these two little guys, are there no one left?" A sneer came from the side, and a burly man carrying a black giant sword stood next to Song Chuyang.
"Drunkard, that guy is quite powerful. I heard he has never lost a single game since his debut." Song Chuyang seemed to be saying to the tower-like man, but in fact he was saying it to Ye Zhengming beside him.
"It just so happens, so am I." The alcoholic grinned and unscrewed a flat wine bottle, and the spicy smell of wine suddenly filled the air.
Hearing such arrogant words, Ye Zhengming became a little interested and asked: "I wonder if you are among the top three people in the world of Xia Kingdom?"
"Nineth on the list of people."
Ye Zhengming's face changed slightly, "The ninth person on the list is Painter Mobi. Are you kidding me?"
"That old man with a writing brush? I just cut him into pieces yesterday." The alcoholic grinned, smelling of alcohol.
Ye Zhengming's pupils narrowed slightly and he looked at Song Chuyang intently, "I underestimated you."
Song Chuyang said with a smile: "On the contrary, I have always looked up to you."
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There was a lot of people around, and every detail in this manor showed the wealth of the owner.
But Tang Yingqi didn't like this place very much. She looked around casually and said softly: "Is it right here?"
"right here."
Lu Ze responded with a smile and said the most certain words in the most casual tone.
Tang Yingqi paused in her steps, and then a high-spirited fighting spirit flashed in her eyes, and the boredom caused by the people around her disappeared.
Lu Ze naturally felt the sudden increase in momentum of the people around him and sighed in his heart.
As expected of my sister Yingqi, she is ruthless and doesn’t talk much!
Everyone in the headquarters of the Baiyin Wang Family is so high-spirited.
But it seems that he didn’t tell Tang Yingqi who the real enemy was, right?
So myself...
Forget it, Sister Yingqi is happy first.
Now that we're here, how can we do it if we don't have a lot of fun?
Lu Ze and Tang Yingqi walked to the banquet hall in the center of the manor.
There are white marble pillars, carved dragons and phoenixes, and a tall woman wearing a cheongsam is walking among the guests carrying a tray.
This banquet hall is very large, and at this moment there are at least 600 people in it without feeling crowded.
Familiar people gathered together in twos and threes.
Xia Guo said it was big or small, after all, there were only a handful of people at the top.
As business grows, there will inevitably be intersections. The Baiyin Wang family held such a business banquet, providing a high-end communication platform for many people.
Through this platform, and with the help of the guests' identities, the influence of Yunzhou Clan has been further expanded.
This is a win-win situation.
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Tang Yingqi was like an alert female leopard, her sharp eyes constantly scanning the surroundings.
She's identifying the bad people.
But it failed...
Because except for Lu Ze, she saw that there were no good people here.
Lu Ze behaved very casually, as if he was really here for vacation. When the waiter walked by, he picked up a glass of red wine and sipped it slowly, which was in sharp contrast to the cold and vigilant Tang Yingqi next to him.
In the southeast corner of the banquet hall, a dozen young people were chatting and laughing.
The oldest among these people seems to be no more than twenty-five or six years old, and the proportion of men and women is evenly divided.
An Xinyue, who has the best figure, is among them, and her voluptuous figure attracts the attention of the men around her from time to time.
"My brother will be attending today. Is it because he is dressed so revealingly?" Wang Yitong touched An Xinyue's slender waist and sighed.
Among the young men who were drinking next to him, Mr. Zhang's eyes were about to burst into flames, and his gaze was full of greed. He quickly crossed his legs calmly to cover up.
But soon after he heard An Xinyue say, "Yes, just to seduce your brother," he immediately felt an evil fire rising.
It's not anger, it's crazy possessiveness.
This girl is so fucking sexy.
"Brothers, this wine is a bit strong, I'll sit down for a while."
"Yes, this red wine is good, I guess it comes from a Bordeaux estate."
“Sure enough, 62 years of cellaring is enough.”
The friends all found a reason to sit down, then lifted up their shirts and remained calm...
Mr. Zhang was also grinning on a sofa. Looking at the ugly behavior of the guys around him, he couldn't help but snorted bitterly.
Except for me, who expresses his feelings directly, all of you perverts are pretending to be innocent virgins, which is stupid.
【Oh shit......】
Mr. Zhang straightened his body, then bowed his waist, finally feeling more comfortable.
"An Xinyue, having said that, there is really no one like you in my brother's harem. If the truth turns out to be you... maybe you can really compare with other sexy foxes."
Wang Yitong chuckled, clearly claiming that An Xinyue was his best friend, yet he kept shouting the word "saucy" in front of women and men.
An Xinyue's pretty oval face lowered slightly, and she rolled up her hair around her ears as if she was shy.
The best friends around were laughing and joking, but no one cared what An Xinyue thought.
After all, An Xinyue is also their competitor from a certain perspective.
But it's a pity that my family background is not good, so I can only be humble.
Wang Yitong had two small dimples when she smiled. She looked sweet and pure, and she calmly brought An Xinyue up as a topic of conversation.
"Hey, there is a very cold young lady over there, she looks very similar to Sister Xu Qian."
Wang Yitong blinked and looked not far away with some interest.
