He asked about Wu Yong's location and personally delivered the invitation letter to the dinner.
The invitation is very exquisitely made, and the frame is inlaid with gold foil, making people automatically think of the word "luxury" when they see it.
The dinner was held at a private estate.
The manor is located on the outskirts of the capital, covering an area of hundreds of acres. There is a European-style castle built inside, showing the heritage of the large family.
Charlie was sitting in the passenger seat.
In the back row are Wu Yong and Luo Shui.
Both of them put on Western-style dresses and sat together, looking quite handsome.
"Mr. Wu, Ms. Luo, this manor is owned by the Pacini family, the top family in Italy. The Pacini family has a history of hundreds of years. You must have heard of it." Charlie kept talking.
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Wu Yong showed confusion in his eyes.
Luo Shui whispered: "The Passini family is the leader of the Italian mafia and is very famous in the underground world."
Wu Yong suddenly realized.
It turned out to be the Italian mafia.
After being exaggerated in literature and film and television works, their names are well known to the general public.
But in terms of real strength, it is definitely far behind the three major forces in the underground world.
Talking room.
The car arrived at the gate of the castle.
After Charlie showed the invitation letters for the three of them, a waiter immediately led them in.
A luxurious red carpet was laid out at the entrance of the castle.
After entering the door, there is a magnificent hall.
The entire castle has a total of six floors, and the hall leads directly to the roof. The huge crystal chandelier is extremely luxurious and beautiful.
According to Zha Suisui, the total cost of the hall's ceiling lights alone exceeded US$10 million.
Now the hall is filled with all kinds of food.
Waiters carrying various kinds of wine were constantly wandering around.
People who had already entered the venue, all dressed in well-fitting attire, gathered together in groups of three and two, chatting in low voices, and burst into hearty laughter from time to time.
"The people who came here today are all celebrities from all walks of life. Many people from Europe, Asia, and America gathered together. They are all loyal Christians. Well, that's the famous American basketball player, Stephen Curry."
Charlie pointed at a black man in a suit.
Wu Yong looked over and saw that it was Curry of the Warriors.
His roommate in the college dormitory, Zhao Xiaobo, is a die-hard Curry fan and always talks about Curry's experiences like flies in his ears.
Wu Yong was influenced by his ears and his eyes, and he also knew something about it.
Also with Curry were several stars from the American film and television industry.
From this point of view, what Zha Ruisi said is true. Many celebrities from all walks of life did come to this dinner.
"Oh, Wu, look, there is an Asian there. Is he going to perform?" Charlie pointed to a table in the corner as if he had discovered a new world.
That platform occupies a very small area.
It looks like it was temporarily built.
A young man was standing on it, adjusting the audio equipment, and there were several staff working around him.
"He seems to look familiar."
When Wu Yong saw the young man's face, he always felt that he had seen it somewhere before, maybe the impression was not deep enough, and he couldn't remember it for a while.
At this time.
Someone next to him interrupted, and the speaker was also a young man. He spoke in Chinese: "The famous Chris Yi, a popular young star in China, with over ten million fans, of course he looks familiar."
After he said this.
Wu Yong remembered.
The young man on the small stage is called Yi Yi. He is a very popular young man in China in recent years. He likes to show off and is very popular among young women.
Wu Yong smiled and said: "It seems that he is doing well now, and he has been invited to perform here."
The young man next to him spat: "Bah, who invited him? He came here shamelessly. His singing skills are so bad, but he still has the nerve to come here to sing. Nowadays, there are people who are interested in red carpets and performances abroad.
Let people laugh at it and brag about it in China. We call it, export to domestic sales.”
The young man's witty words aroused Wu Yong's interest.
Wu Yong looked at him carefully.
The young man was in his early twenties, dressed very fashionably, and had a rebellious look on his face. When he looked at Yi Yi on the stage, he was filled with disdain.
The young man obviously started talking, and then continued: "If I hadn't damaged my voice after drinking, with my singing skills and strength, there would be no room for a clown like him to survive. I would have made his face swollen."
After listening to his words, Wu Yong glanced at his Adam's apple curiously.
Don't say it yet.
There are really signs of damage to his vocal cords.
It's okay not to watch, but Wu Yong became interested when he saw it.
Wu Yong asked him excitedly: "If your voice returns to its original state, are you really confident that you can swell his face?"
The young man said confidently: "That goes without saying. Although I am not a professional music student, I have been exposed to music for more than ten years. At that time, I was known as a peerless genius in both the pop circle and the rap circle. He is a piece of trash.
, back then, he was not even qualified to carry my shoes. For such a person to be famous is simply an insult to the Chinese music scene."
What he said was very arrogant.
But Wu Yong could tell that this guy was really confident.
Anyway, it's still some time before the dinner party actually starts.
Have the mentality of watching a play.
Wu Yong added fuel to the fire: "Okay, since you said that, I really want to see it. Let's do this, I will help you restore your voice, and you go and swell his face, let me see what is real
Music, are you interested in trying it?"
The young man was surprised: "Cure my throat?" He shook his head first: "Forget it, I haven't seen it. Famous doctors at home and abroad have tried it, but nothing can be done. Believe me, with our family's financial resources,
, it’s not that I can’t find a famous doctor, it’s that everyone is really at a loss.”
Wu Yong said calmly: "If they can't do it, it doesn't mean that I can't do it. Facts speak louder than words. I can help you cure it first and completely dispel your doubts."
Seeing Wu Yong's serious face, the young man was also moved: "How do you want to treat it and how long will it take?"
Wu Yong said: "Acupuncture, just give me ten seconds."
Acupuncture? Ten seconds?
The young man's subconscious reaction was that he had encountered a liar.
He was about to refuse.
But Wu Yong said: "I might as well reveal to you that I am the champion of the Traditional Chinese Medicine Competition and the boss of the Wu Group. I believe this status is enough for you to trust me."
ah!
The young man's eyes widened.
He didn't know very much about the traditional Chinese medicine competition.
But the Wu Group is like a thunderbolt.
Wu's anti-cancer drugs and a series of subsequent products have completely reshuffled the entire pharmaceutical market.
Today, the Wu Group is undoubtedly the number one giant in the pharmaceutical field.
And it only took a few months from establishment to number one.
The miraculous speed is heard by everyone who does business.
As the heir of the family, the young man had naturally heard this name countless times. He swallowed in disbelief: "Really?" (To be continued)