Chapter eight hundred and thirty first giant transaction
Chapter 831: Rich family transaction
"What the hell!" Simphia stood up directly from the press conference and left without looking back.
The bodyguards behind him hurriedly blocked the swarming reporters.
"Your Highness Princess, Your Highness Princess, have you seen Mr. Zhong Chuwen's current situation?"
"Your Highness Princess, have you ever visited Mr. Zhong Chuwen?"
"Your Highness Princess, you said that you and Mr. Zhong Chuwen broke up. When did you break up? Can you tell us?"
Symphiya was followed by sharp questions one after another, and she had no intention of giving up.
Sinphia was so angry that her whole body trembled.
It must be that damn bitch, Alice.
No, that's wrong, it should have been the man behind her, that yellow monkey, that guy named Ning Yi. It must be like this. When he called Alice that day, he was the one who responded to her in the end.
He really fought back against himself.
Damn, how did he collect so much dark history about himself?
Surrounded by bodyguards, Sinphia walked out uneasily, and accidentally fell down.
The group of 6% reporters immediately surrounded her and took pictures of the scenery leaking under her skirt.
"Damn it, what are you doing? Get out of here!" Her bodyguards and nanny and housekeeper rushed up together and hurriedly protected her vital parts.
Sinphia went crazy, got up from the ground, rushed to her nanny car like crazy, and then closed the thick curtains.
Her personal butler also quickly climbed into the back seat and ordered the driver to drive quickly.
In the car, Sinfonia's face was silent. She was as lifeless as a vegetable seedling wilted by the sun on a June day.
"Your Highness." In order to make Sinphia happy, her personal butler took out the tablet computer and said, "This is the electronic file of the New York Times that was just released today. I think if Your Highness Alice sees it, she will be furious."
Hearing this, Symphiya turned her head and stared at her personal butler.
A pair of beautiful eyes emits a penetrating cold light: "What the hell, what did you just say?"
"Your Highness," her personal butler suddenly became confused when he saw the look in her eyes, and replied with a trembling voice, "I said, the article you ordered the hired gunman to publish in the New York Times has been published.
Already."
"Wrong, I will tell you later."
"Your Highness Alice will definitely be furious after seeing this."
"Pah!" Symphiya waved her hand and gave her personal butler a slap. "You actually called that bitch your highness. Who gave you the courage?"
"I was wrong, I was wrong, it was that bitch. That bitch." Her personal butler trembled with fear and hurriedly corrected her.
Sinfonia ignored her and turned her head, staring at the tablet in her hand.
That's right. That was an article she spent a lot of money to hire a gunman to write. She speculated on the involvement between Alice and Ning Yi. With some montage descriptions, she speculated that the relationship between Ning Yi and Alice had already begun.
A male-female relationship occurred.
And he decided that Ning Yi must have used some strange means to control Alice.
No matter what, once this article is exposed, people will definitely shift the focus to these two people.
By then, it will not be easy for Alice to be ruined.
However, Sinphia did not expect that the other party would strike first and expose her embarrassment online first.
She regretted that she should not have been so eager to make that phone call to provoke Alice.
The result is now good. Not only did he not succeed in retaliating, but he was also severely hacked.
It was too impatient. We should have waited until the New York Times published it before ridiculing her. Now, after the other party has hacked us, it is completely meaningless for the New York Times to expose Alice's dark history.
Comparing the two, is her leaked indecent photos more newsworthy, or is the gossip between Alice and Ning Yi more valuable to you?
You can think of it with your toes.
Sinphia read the comments below, and sure enough, few people commented on the matter between Alice and Ning Yi.
However, there were many people who commented on my indecent photos and the incident with Zhong Chuwen and Ishihara Inurou.
And there are some crazy people who are already asking for indecent videos.
"Damn it!" Symphiya stretched out her hand and rubbed her head desperately. She remembered that Ishihara Inurou was extremely perverted and asked her to pose in various poses to have fun with him. He actually took pictures.
It's over. If he had saved it, wouldn't he be even more embarrassed?
You have to find a way to protect yourself.
Thinking of this, Sinphia felt heartbroken for a while.
Throwing the tablet away, she yelled at her personal butler: "I don't care what method you use, I'll have someone kill all these rumors on the Internet immediately."
"Your Highness, I'm afraid this will take some time." Although her personal butler found it difficult, she didn't dare to say it couldn't be done.
"Two days, everything must be calmed down within two days." Simphia stared at her personal housekeeper, "Remember, Brusina, I don't want to have a bad birthday."
When her personal butler heard this, she could only nodded silently: "I understand, Your Highness Princess."
Sinphia frowned, and it seemed that she was still very dissatisfied with this answer.
"Think of a way to give them some color," Simphia said reluctantly.
"Your Highness, the Zhong family has been paralyzed. I'm afraid it will be difficult for us to deal with him again if he doesn't go abroad."
"Damn the Zhong family, mud can't hold up the wall." Xin Feiya said angrily, "Don't worry about the Zhong family, I don't care what method you use, you can send assassins or killers, in short, find a way to kill that Ning Yi."
Hearing this, Brusina swallowed involuntarily and replied: "Your Highness, Ning Yi's current cultivation level has reached the Qing level. I'm afraid he is not something that assassins and killers can handle."
"What?" Sinphia obviously didn't know Ning Yi well, "Qing level? Why didn't you tell me?"
"Your Highness Princess, I have given you his information many times." Brusina said softly.
Sinphia frowned: "Really?"
Okay, she had to admit it. She had always looked down on the yellow monkey.
As for Zhong Chuwen, it was just a temporary combination of interests. The two of them had never really had any relationship.
"Are you telling me that you can't forgive him now?"
"Your Highness, with our strength and the people we can use, you can say so."
Sinphia's entire face suddenly turned green.
"Brusina, is there really nothing we can do?"
"Your Highness, if he wants to go to China to deal with Ning Yi, we won't have any chance." Brusina thought for a while and said, "But if he goes abroad, for example to the United States, then there is still a chance.
"
"You mean, join forces with others?"
"Your Highness, you should know very well that Ning Yi is a thorn in the side of the Sun Society, and they want to get rid of him even more strongly than we do."
Sinfonia nodded thoughtfully: "What do you mean?"
"Your Highness, there is actually someone who has always admired you." Brusina said with a smile.
"Brusina, I don't need you to beat around the bush, just tell the truth."
"Mr. Alan Ron has been in the Kingdom of Oran recently."
"Ellen Ron? That old man?" Synphia stared at Brussina with a look of disdain, "He can be my grandfather, and he is also a lame, and he is also a romantic old thief.
You want me to follow him?"
"Your Highness, Alan Ron is from the Ron family. He is the brother of Dodge Ron. He has served as a state senator and a member of the U.S. Congress. It is said that he is also preparing to run for the next president of the United States."
"What does this have to do with me?" Sinphia said with a speechless face, "You mean you want me to marry him?"
Brusina shook her head: "Your Highness, he already has a wife, but what he needs is a lover. You know, the lover that a person of their level needs must have a certain status."
"Lover, do you mean to let me be the lover of that crippled old man?" Sinphia's face suddenly turned green again, "Are you kidding me, Brusina, I'm warning you, I'm a noble European
Princess Lan, if I go to be an old man’s lover, do you think I’m a fool?”
"Your Highness, this is just a suggestion. Don't take it seriously." Brusina immediately compromised.
"I know, but you can help me invite him to my birthday party." Sinphia also realized that she didn't seem to have much capital to compete with others.
"Your Highness, under the current circumstances, do we still need to hold a birthday party?" Brusina asked suspiciously.
"What do you mean? Do you mean I have to cancel the birthday party?"
"Your Highness, of course I didn't mean that." Brusina apologized hastily.
"It's not the best. My birthday party must not only be held, but also held grandly." Sinphia said with anger on her face.
Time passed quickly, and it was time for Sinfonia's birthday party.
Although there was a lot of gloom before the party, as expected, her birthday party was grand and grand.
A large number of guests also arrived as scheduled.
Of course, media reporters have gone through heavy screening and will definitely not give her a few surprises or ask her embarrassing questions after the banquet.
For wealthy families, so-called birthday parties are actually nothing more than excuses and gimmicks.
The reason for holding this kind of party is very simple, that is, to confirm who is in the same group as you, to talk about business and cooperation, and to show off your strength at the same time.
Sinphia at this moment can only be described as forcing a smile.
The past two days have been a torment for her.
Public opinion was very unfavorable to her.
Inuro Ishihara, that bastard, actually put her and his indecent video online.
Moreover, none of the calls I made to him were answered. What was even worse was that even when I sent people to his house to look for him, no one could be found.
It was obvious that the guy was avoiding her.
As a last resort, Simphia could only send legal letters to those websites that spread the news, and for the rest, she could only pretend to be deaf and act stupid.
As for the royal family, to be honest, although they want to support her, they are powerless.
The attitude of the Von Doyle Foundation Committee is even more subtle. Although things like indecent photos actually have little impact in the West, the crux of the problem is that the person she is looking for is actually a chrysanthemum man who has no country of his own. And he is so ugly.
This seriously affected the image of the royal family.
Therefore, at the birthday party, the royal family only sent an ordinary butler-level person to congratulate the birthday party.
Not many important officials from the Von Doyle Foundation Committee came.
There were quite a few people from various knight orders.
So she had to continue the party. At least she could see how many people would support her so far.
Of course, maybe it's time for her to make some compromises.
In the jumble of cups and chips, she saw her goal.
An old man wearing a red suit, a black bow tie, a shy beer belly, and holding a white cane in his right hand. He was about sixty-seven or eighteen years old. He looked like a gentleman and was sitting in the middle of an inconspicuous table.
Yes, he is Alan Ron.
One of the powerful figures in the Ron family.
Although this old man's energy is far from comparable to that of his two younger brothers, for the current Symphiya, he can definitely be regarded as a super predator.
Sinfonia lowered her head and looked at the large V-neckline of her red evening dress. The two plump things inside looked extremely charming under the gorgeous light.
Although she knew very well that her face and charm were far inferior to that bitch Alice who had noble blood.
But she still has some confidence in her figure.
This girl's body, which is full of youthfulness, can definitely attract the attention of successful men.
If you add your own identity.
That would be even more impeccable.
Yes, she is so confident.
Brusina's investigation was very clear. Alan Ron is a standard prostitute. He is an alternative to the Ron family. His interests are all in women.
And what he loves most are those wealthy princesses and ladies of noble status.
According to rumors, this old man had an affair with at least more than 300 wealthy and famous ladies. Even the current Princess Anna was said to have been slept with by him before she married Prince Angensen.
Even the reason why he became lame was because he seduced a friend's wife and raped her while his friend was away.
As a result, his friend came back.
That was a retired Marine Corps officer.
So Allen's leg was broken.
However, he did not restrain himself because of this, he still went his own way, and he was still a collector of wealthy ladies.
Such a notorious guy is definitely not the type of person that Symphony likes, and he is too old. Can he really satisfy himself in that regard?
She expressed deep doubts.
Two months ago, she would not have cared about such a thing at all.
This is simply too shameless.
but now
Sinfonia stepped on red high-heeled shoes, twisting her slender waist like a water snake, and slowly walked towards him.
"Mr. Ron, it's an honor to meet you." Sinphia smiled what she thought was the most charming smile and stood beside Alan Ron.
The scent of the perfume she sprayed on her body was also specially selected by her. Ellen Ross seemed to like this blend.
Sure enough, the old pervert immediately raised his head and stared at the two peaks she had padded with sponges.
"Hi, Your Highness Princess, I am even more honored." Ellen Ron said with narrowed eyes.
"Is it convenient for us to go aside and have a chat?" Sinphia decided to get straight to the point.
"Why not." Alan Ron smiled like a gentleman, stood up immediately, leaned on the crutch in his hand, and motioned for Sinfonia to lead the way.
With an intimate look on her face, Sinfonia nodded, handed her hand to this "gentleman" naturally and gracefully, and let him hold it.
Of course, it was actually Sinfonia herself who was leading the way.
Soon, Sinfonia took Ellen Ron to a relatively private room nearby.
To put it bluntly, it is actually a personal dressing room.
As soon as she entered, Symphiya closed the door.
This ignited Alan Ron's original passion.
Without hesitation, he stretched out his crutch and swept all the clothes and bags on the table to the floor.
Then, almost brutally, he stuck Simphia under the table and made her kneel down. Then he took a step forward, stared at Simphia unabashedly, and pulled down his zipper with a snap.
"Your Highness, I think you will satisfy me, right? I've seen you do that for someone named Ishihara Inurou, and it was very good." Ellen Ron said with a smile.
There was an unspeakable sense of humiliation in Sinfonia's heart, but after hesitating for a moment, she did not hesitate at all. Then she raised her head with a smile and stared at Alan Ron: "Yes, Mr. Ron."
"But before that, I hope you can do me a favor?"
Allen Ron stared at her with a smile: "My little goblin, you want to say, kill Ning Yi, right?"
Symphiya nodded: "Yes, dear, but I also need to add Alice. You know how much I hate her."
After hearing this, Alan Ron reached out and lifted her slightly pointed chin, admiring her red lips as red as flames. With such a big mouth, it was obvious that her skills would not be any worse.
He smiled and said: "Your sister is a super beauty, I can't bear to kill her."
"Yes, if you can destroy Ning Yi, then she is yours too, and you will understand this."
Alan Ron smiled slightly: "I really hope to be able to help you, but first, you have to show me how superb your skills are."
"I promise to satisfy you." Sinphia buried herself between his legs without hesitation.
Allen Ron suddenly narrowed his eyes slightly and took a breath: "Perhaps I will consider it carefully. Your Highness, you have made a good deal."
Outside the hall, the gorgeous lights are still there.
Brusina stared at the closed door of the dressing room in the distance, with a smile on her face. At least so far, she has helped Sinphia and Ellen Ron get online, right?
As for whether it can be successful, it depends on how good the noble princess's skills are.
Just as she was thinking about it, a waiter walked over gracefully, bowed in front of her, and handed her a package that was not very big: "Miss Brussina, this is an expedited express delivery."
It is designated that Her Royal Highness the Princess will open it in person." (To be continued, please search Piaotian Literature for better novels and faster updates!
ps: Something happened to Douzi, so two chapters have been merged into one.