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Chapter 22-1 Attention

It was eight o'clock in the blink of an eye, and Zhuang Wuming came under the pedestrian bridge near his home.

He glanced around leisurely, and a few minutes later heard a roar in the distance.

"Boom boom boom"

The cylinder screamed, and a pink convertible sports car sped up to Zhuang Wuming.

Hong Ling, who was wearing a bright red evening dress, was sitting in the driver's seat. She looked at Zhuang Wuming, raised her fingers and said, "Come up."

Zhuang Wuming opened the car door and sat directly in. There were strange looks around him, and the pedestrians were all looking at this strange scene.

Who would not be surprised that a guy wearing ordinary casual clothes actually got into the car of a beautiful lady.

With a roar, the convertible sped away, heading out of the city.

"I knew you would wear an old-fashioned hat."

"Here you go, these are the clothes I ordered for you."

Hong Ling looked ahead and pointed with her right hand at the clothes placed in the plastic bag next to her.

Zhuang Wuming looked at the clothes and smiled: "I have never been to these dances, I only have these ordinary clothes."

"Humph, luckily I had the foresight, otherwise I would have made a fool of myself."

"We'll go find a small forest later and change clothes by yourself."

"knew."

Half an hour later, we exited the Third Ring Road and soon arrived at Rongcheng New District. This is a newly developed area where all wealthy people, companies, and various administrative units will gather here in the future.

Even the fourth generation of housing has begun to be built here. It looks both prosperous and old town, full of a magical feeling of the high-tech era.

On tall buildings, huge screens play brilliant advertisements, almost all of which are advertisements for jewelry, cosmetics, cars and other luxury goods.

Zhuang Wuming didn't know when he had changed into the custom-made clothes Hongling had prepared for him.

He was wearing a decent suit, made of comfortable material, and looked extraordinary. It made him look energetic, like a young man.

Zhuang Wuming's skin is bronze, very smooth, and he has no beard on his face. He is not a pretty boy, but a very cold and strong type.

Coupled with the inexplicable murderous look on his body, he looks very cold and is definitely popular. The only regret is that his ordinary face lowers his appearance.

After another ten minutes, the Hongling convertible Ferrari parked in front of the gate of a villa. Many people had already appeared here. A doorman in a white dress quickly came over to open the door and park the car.

Hong Ling naturally held Zhuang Wuming's left arm, and the two walked into the gate of this huge manor villa together.

What comes into view is a garden covering dozens of acres, with a brick road extending to a three-story single-family villa at the end.

There were a few scattered figures on the road, obviously they were all here to attend the dance.

The appearance of Hong Ling and Zhuang Wuming attracted the attention of several of them, and their eyes contained various emotions.

The people who come here are all celebrities from all walks of life in Chengdu. Their surface politeness is absolute, and they will look away after just looking at them.

A few minutes later, Zhuang Wuming and Hong Ling arrived at the gate of the palace-like villa, and the two doormen opened the door for them respectfully.

Behind the gate, a wave of heat hits your face, accompanied by the fragrance of countless flowers.

This is a wide hall, covering hundreds of square meters.

Surrounded by pillars and domes hung with various bouquets of flowers, the hall gives people the feeling of entering the natural world.

A stage was set up at the end, on which five or six performers were playing classical music. The violin, piano, and cello cooperated with each other to play beautiful music.

There is a long dining table in the middle of the hall, with exquisite food and drinks on it. Judging from the appearance, you can tell that it is not crudely made, but exquisite food made by top chefs and the best ingredients.

Many people had gathered in the hall, and with the sound of the door opening, many people focused their attention on Zhuang Wuming and Hongling.

Seeing Hong Ling, his eyes were full of surprise, joy, and desire, but what fell on Zhuang Wuming were all kinds of scrutiny, disdain, and doubts.

Zhuang Wuming's eyes swept across the faces of these people, and there was a cold light in his eyes, with an evil aura that made these people tremble instinctively.

There are many martial arts masters among these people, at least Zhuang Wuming found a few boxing masters who have reached the second level of practice.

But he is confident that even if his martial arts skills are higher than his own, he can kill the opponent with one punch.

This is purely a physical difference. He has completely surpassed the limit that ordinary people can reach.

Sensing the evil spirit in Zhuang Wuming's eyes, these people knew that he was not someone to be trifled with, and they all began to look at him again.

Hongling glanced at the dance crowd and pulled Zhuang Wuming towards a gathering place.

There were stars holding the moon, and a woman in a pure white evening dress stood there, accepting everyone's conversation.

The woman in white has an unparalleled appearance, a temperament like an orchid in an empty valley, eyes like black gems, radiant eyes, a graceful figure of 170 centimeters, and paired with high heels, she has the look of a goddess.

With fair skin and exquisite facial features, she looks like a beauty in a painting. I am afraid that the four beauties in ancient times were nothing more than that.

Among the women Zhuang Wuming had ever seen in his life, this woman in white was definitely the best. Even Hong Ling couldn't compare to her, and she lacked an inexplicable temperament.

Hong Ling arrived, and the woman in white seemed to notice her, with a smile on her face and said: "Hong Ling, you are here."

Hong Ling, who was smiling like a raging fire, came to the woman in white, took her hand and said, "Yuling, what are you doing in such a big battle this time?"

Yu Ling smiled slightly and said, "It's okay. I have to go out to manage the family business. I will also show up at the dance this time."

Hong Ling raised her brows with surprise in her eyes. She naturally knew what it meant to manage a family business.

The Tang family is one of the four major boxing families in the world, with an extremely profound background. Both the official and private sectors have terrifying potential. Managing the family business means that Tang Yuling has officially become the next generation head of the Tang family.

The Tang family has a long history, originating from the Tang clan in central Sichuan. Even after wars, the family has continued to inherit the family. A woman became a candidate for the head of the family, and she was the only candidate. The game and difficulty were far beyond imagination.

Hongling smiled like a flower, "Then I really want to congratulate you."

Pointing at Zhuang Wuming, "This is Zhuang Wuming, the chairman of the Black Mountain Security Company, and I am his leader."

Tang Lingyu nodded and smiled slightly, looking at Zhuang Wuming, "Hello, I am Tang Yuling."

Zhuang Wuming had no expression on his face and responded politely, "Hello, Miss Tang Lingyu, I am Zhuang Wuming."

After exchanging names, Tang Lingyu and Hongling started chatting enthusiastically. Zhuang Wuming was naturally left aside, but he didn't care. He just came here to show his face and see the world.

At this time, many people who were trying to chat on the side brightened up after hearing Zhuang Wuming's origins, and naturally among them were those social butterflies.


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