Chapter 51 Banquet Yi Chen was bored in the room for a whole day.
He asked all the connections on the road, and all those guys shook their heads at Phil: "There is no news, no unsightly people were smuggled in.
Dear Mr.
Phil, maybe you should monitor the airport, some special planes can send People come in."
Regarding these old relationships, Phil did not hide them.
He directly told them that Chekov might have been arrested by people from the Military Intelligence Agency.
Of course, the reason was changed, and he said that his boss assisted in smuggling arms and was targeted by those guys.
Without exception, these guys responded with deep sympathy, and then tried their best to help with suggestions.
If Yi Chen was really caught, they would pull out the carrots and bring out the mud, which would make it uncomfortable for everyone.
But they really didn't have any news.
Those MI6 agents gave Chekov a weird injection, turning Chekov into a cute hibernating baby bear, with all physiological functions reduced to a minimum.
Then an import and export company controlled by the MI6 The company imported a batch of deep-sea fish from Japan.
Chekov was put into a thermal insulation box and hidden in the freezer and sent in.
Everything was in compliance with the procedures and there were no violations, so naturally there was no trace of the connections between these gangsters.
They were suspected of transporting goods through illegal channels.
When the British Customs officers inspected the freezer, they also used advanced detection equipment.
Unfortunately, Chekov's body temperature dropped to an extremely low point.
On the detector, he looked like a huge tuna.
There was no obstruction.
Chekov was caught.
Delivered to an RAF base on the outskirts of London.
He looked at Chekov who was still sleeping with satisfaction: "Thank my friends in the CIA for me.
They provided clues, and now they still want to take the blame for us...
Are you sure you didn't kill the people in the RV?"
Several agents who carried out the operation shook their heads quickly: "No, boss, we only arrested Chekov.
The people in the RV, according to the judgment of Mr.
Second Secretary, were the gangsters that this kid was looking for and have no value. . . .
Something happened?”
He frowned deeply: "Ignore them...
Four girls' necks were broken in that RV, but according to your report, there are two men who are missing.
Could it be that Chekov You didn’t go to Japan to avoid the limelight, but if you have other matters to contact, then it would be a real headache.
You must have been discovered when you were acting, and those two people had to keep silent in order to keep the secret. " Several agents looked at each other helplessly.
He chuckled: "Okay, gentlemen, don't be nervous.
I don't mean to blame you.
My order is to bring Chekov here.
Now that your mission has been completed, I am very satisfied.
Do you want a bonus or not?"
I hope it’s a bonus.
I’m short of people and can’t give you a holiday.
I’ll just treat you as a gentleman and go back to your posts.”
The gray eyes rolled slightly and showed a mischievous smile: "Dear Chinese young man, what are you going to do?
Attack the military base, hahaha.
I'm afraid there is no such crazy gang leader in the world."
He took out his mobile phone and dialed David's internal line: "Mr.
David, you don't need to arrange the capture of Chekov.
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Yes, our Japanese colleagues have captured him...
You can give it to me now.
Carefully trace the person behind this incident.
Yes, that's it.
To trace the background of those Russians, you'd better try to check the accounts of several major banks in Switzerland to see if there are any particularly huge amounts of funds remitted.
Well, good luck to you, dear.”
She hung up the phone and took a breath: "These young men are really uneasy.
Why are you so restless?
Do you have to let me, an old woman, take care of everything?"
She glanced majestically at the people behind her.
A dozen subordinates said: "Gentlemen, let's get to work.
Send Mr.
Chekov to the basement.
When he wakes up, I will interrogate him personally."
She added: "It's interesting that fifty people who looked like special forces attacked a house in Tokyo.
You'd better start taking action.
I want to understand who launched this attack...
Our The Chekhov lad was not far from that place, wasn't he?
I wonder if they had any connection.
Gentlemen, it's your job to be efficient, efficient, and don't always make our colleagues laugh at us.
The slow aristocratic style, we are not aristocrats, I hope you understand."
David sat in his office, trembling all over, and big beads of sweat oozed from his forehead.
Chekov was caught, and Yi Chen would definitely not let it go.
He would definitely do something.
God, if something happened to Yi Chen, he would be the first to be unlucky. . .
Chekov is not at the temporary headquarters.
If someone is sent here, he will know it anyway.
But he is not here now, so there is only one possibility.
He was put in a military base.
This old woman has a very good relationship with the military.
No, she is still a member of the military.
She must have sent that bastard Chekov in for safety. military base.
David covered his face, feeling depressed and desperate.
Mr.
Zhang had a firm control over him.
His wife and children are now traveling to China, but the person who paid for it is a large trading company in China.
If something happens, If you are poked out, you will be finished immediately.
Mr.
Zhang is a devil, a devil more vicious than Yi Chen.
Yi Chen just wanted to sell some information to facilitate his expansion in the underworld, but Zhang, Zhang actually forced himself to betray everyone, all the people in Europe who were manipulated by him.
The people who controlled it, the country’s ambassadors, military attachés, first and second secretaries and other big figures, were forced to betray them all, and they are all now controlled by China’s intelligence system.
David knew clearly that the things he had done were enough to get him secretly executed a hundred times.
The results of the work of the British intelligence agencies for more than ten years, Mr.
Zhang just said a few words and added one million US dollars to him.
Sold clean. . .
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I think my colleagues who came to China are all celebrating, but here I am worried and restless. . .
A man gently knocked on the door of David's office.
David immediately returned to normal, and the cold sweat on his forehead miraculously disappeared.
He said majestically: "Come in, what's the matter?"
A new subordinate, a guy whose last name David couldn't even figure out yet, came in and pointed to the phone on the table: "Boss, the outside line...
The person is in a hurry, but you... didn't answer the phone."
David snorted coldly: "The boss is assigning tasks.
Do you dare to answer a personal call?
Please pick it up again..."
The man nodded repeatedly, walked out, and closed the office door quietly.
David sighed.
It seemed that he had been so absorbed just now that he simply ignored the outside call.
Reaching out to grab the phone, Yi Chen's cold voice came from the phone: "Dear David, we haven't seen each other for a long time.
I prepared a table of Italian food.
I hope you can enjoy it."
Then Yi Chen hung up the phone.
David almost shouted: "I don't know anything, I don't know where Chekov is..."
David had the urge to pull out his pistol and put a transparent hole in his head.
Damn it, Yi Chen, this guy, let him live.
He was not a cow, he could squeeze him endlessly.
He has to find out the details of the Russians himself, but if he is found out, Yi Chen will definitely be brought out.
As soon as Yi Chen is finished, he will be finished with him, so he must not be able to find out the Russians.
But if he does nothing for a long time, he will not be in this position for a long time.
If he steps down, Mr.
Zhang will definitely be dissatisfied. . .
"God, teach me what should I do?"
David wailed in his heart.
In Paris, Bai Jiade looked at the group of young men with satisfaction and the shock in their eyes.
There were more than a dozen gorgeous silver statues with eyes inlaid with sapphires as he ordered, and everything was ready in just one day. . .
Those who have connections with counterfeiting works of art are all masters, and Bai Jiade knows this very well. . .
In particular, Bai Jiade couldn't help but admire their craftsmanship when they were able to make the jade-like silver-coated statue appear as if it were pure silver.
Kane stood near Baijiade and followed his instructions in advance: "Sir, I'm going to arrange security work.
I'll arrange someone else to be by your side.
You have to be more careful yourself.
This is not your territory."
Baijiade nodded arrogantly and waved Kane away.
Two subordinates of the Black Demon walked over and followed Bai Jiade, like two door gods.
The young masters all exclaimed: "Oh God, dear Mr.
Marquis, do you still have a fief?"
Baijiade shrugged helplessly: "Oh, a small piece of worthless territory, two or three lakes, a few mountains, and three castles, that's all.
I just kept those vineyards and wineries.
As a little diversion, yes To be honest, if any of you want it, I can resell it in cash.
Those territories can only earn me less than 100,000 US dollars a year.
I really want to settle in Paris.
They are of no use."
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A young man asked in an arrogant manner: "So, Mr.
Marquis, how much do you want to pay for that territory?"
Baijiade said to himself: "Well, for the vineyard and the workshop, a winery once offered 30 million dollars.
For the castle, some eccentric collectors want 300 million U.S. dollars for all the cultural relics and works of art inside.
After buying those mountains and lakes, a big investment company wanted to develop a tourist attraction and negotiated with me for 170 million, but I didn't agree. " Bai Jiade was blowing nonsense here, which made these young men widen their eyes and open their mouths, staring at this rich man who was shrouded in golden light.
Finally, they understood that it was very irrational to inquire about the Marquis's net worth.
The information leaked from his mouth was enough to make their poor pocket money feel ashamed.
So, a young man who had a good relationship with Bai Jiade changed the subject: "Dear Marquis, what is your bodyguard leader doing?
Your security arrangements here are already safe enough, there is no need to add anything more...
Of course, We can understand that if you're used to being surrounded by a thousand private army soldiers on your own territory."
He had a curious look in his eyes.
Baijiade waved his hands gracefully: "Oh, no, dear, I don't value my life to such a perverted level...
What does a person's life mean?
I once personally fought with a tiger with a dagger, Experiencing the excitement of life and death is what a man should do.
I don’t value my life, yes, that’s true.”
Everyone exclaimed: "Oh God, you are fighting a tiger" with a look of disbelief in their eyes.
Baijiade handed his cane to the Black Demon soldier behind him and slowly unbuttoned his shirt.
Those terrible scars, created by a master of disguise, appeared in front of the young people.
Bai Jiade looked conceited: "Yes, I lay in my hospital for a month, and I chopped off the head of that poor little cat."
Bai Jiade covered up his clothes, and the young men responded with envious applause.
Then, it was the same guy just now: "Then, why do you want to rearrange the security?
You see, we don't even have a bodyguard around us.
Paris is a safe place." ” Bai Jiade took the cane and danced a staff flower lightly, showing his profound knowledge on the foil at the same time.
He raised his head slightly and said: "I am going to hold a grand dinner in the next few days, yes, a Let me officially enter the Paris social event, and if possible, I will invite all the celebrities."
The young man opened his mouth slightly, widened his eyes, and made a meaningful sound: "Oh..."
Baijiade bowed slightly: "I understand that I don't have much fame or influence in Paris, but I have a group of dear friends like you, won't you?
You will help me, dear gentlemen?"
The young masters were happy and nodded: "Yes, of course we will help you, why not?
We are friends, and we are also happy to see the celebrities in Paris gather together.
This will definitely be the most attractive banquet this year.
According to you A big deal, we believe so.”
Kane walked over slowly and reported: "Sir, as per your request, our company has mobilized two hundred security guards to take charge of the security of the banquet.
I have surveyed all blind spots to ensure absolute safety."
Following the aristocratic habit, Baijiade nodded slightly to Kane, and then made an exaggerated and fancy gesture: "Gentlemen, please come in.
I have brought some wine.
This wine is produced in my small workshop.
Everyone.
You can try the flavor.
It just arrived today.
I asked them to choose the best ones, and I hope you like them.
By the way, these wines were only for people in my family to taste.
Now, I hope to promote them to the world.
You know, you have to learn how to manage them.
Only in this way can the water flow slowly and the family fortune will not be ruined.”
The young masters let out a sound of admiration and curiously followed Bai Jiade towards the house, eager to taste the wine recommended by Bai Jiade.
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Kane looked disdainfully at this group of young masters who had no discernment.
He turned his head to the east, and a strong murderous intent slowly overflowed from his sharp eyes.
David sneaked to Yi Chen's China Town alone.
The previous China Town had been abandoned long ago because Yi Chen personally threw a bomb there and defrauded a huge amount of insurance.
Now a luxurious entertainment city is being built.
Of course, the boss is still Yi Chen.
Today's Chinatown is just a Chinatown sign, but it's actually a luxury nightclub with a stubborn boss.
David looked at the food in front of him and couldn't help but feel a little angry.
What Yi Chen calls a table of Italian food is two plates of macaroni.
Yi Chen smiled and gently rolled up a few vermicelli with a fork: "Come on, dear, you're welcome, eat it, eat it, it was just delivered from a fast food restaurant, it tastes good.
Try it, try it, in London , there are very few opportunities to eat pasta.”
David grinned, not daring to refuse, and wolfed down the plate of vermicelli.
David shook his head: "Sir, the fast food restaurant you visited must have closed down.
The portion is too small, too small. ..oh."
Yi Chen took a bite, wiped his mouth with a napkin, and said with a smile: "I'm on a diet recently.
Yes, eating too much is bad for your health...
So, I ordered the children's set meal, and the portion may be a little less. , but it just suits me perfectly."
David's eyes widened: "I don't know, sir, I really don't know..."
Yi Chen held the knife and fork in both hands and gently let them hit each other: "David, oh, dear David, you don't know God, your men captured Chekov, and you actually told me: I I wonder where poor Chekov is...
Damn God, you are kidding me, my patience is limited, do you understand?"
David raised his hands with an honest look on his face: "Yi, don't get angry, listen to me.
It wasn't my people from the European Division who captured Chekov, my people didn't move so fast.
It was the Asian Division's operations in Tokyo.
The people in the group arrested Chekov.
I just got the information from their head.
You see, I went to help you get the information right away.
It was his own fault that Mr.
Chekov was found.”
Yi Chen whistled softly: "I'm listening, sir, continue talking."
David licked his lips: "Chekov purchased marijuana in a Japanese hotel, and he had been in contact with several drug dealers' connections.
The CIA has focused on him...
Recently, some large quantities of marijuana were smuggled from Japan to San Francisco. , people from the CIA were checking these things, and then Chekov was discovered.”
Feili walked closer to Yi Chen, gently rubbed his shoulders, and asked puzzledly: "So, how did you know the news?"
David smiled bitterly: "The patriarch of the Tokyo Operation Group exchanges information with their people.
This is our usual practice.
We exchange information from time to time to see if it is helpful to the other party.
After all, our two countries are partners...
Chico The husband was exposed in this way, and he was immediately ordered to be arrested. " Yi Chen frowned: "Damn Chekov, I would have told him to go to Tokyo with a suitcase of marijuana.
Now... you really don't know where he is."
David nodded heavily: "Guess, it's just a guess...
It might be a military base near London.
Who knows, it's someone from the Ministry of Defense.
She is very familiar with those generals and sent a few people to the military base.
Too common.”
Yi Chen was stunned for a while, then suddenly laughed: "It will be easier if the military base knows...
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Well, thank you, David...
Don't feel wronged, you will definitely benefit from cooperating with me.
I don't I’ll do something outrageous, don’t worry.”
David could only smile bitterly.
Yi Chen clapped his hands gently, and as if by magic, a row of neatly dressed black men carried sterling silver plates and brought Italian dishes to the table.
The lights also dimmed, Feili Gently lighting a dozen silver candles on candle holders nearby, and from a corner of the restaurant, faint and ethereal music slowly came.
Yi Chenwei laughed: "I also like to try the life of a nobleman occasionally, especially when a friend of mine takes my money to show off...
You see, Mr.
David, I said, one table I never break my promise when it comes to Italian food...
I hope that pasta didn’t satisfy your appetite.”
Feili gently placed a credit card next to David.
Yi Chen pointed and said: "The money here is enough for you to go to a comfortable country and live a stable life after plastic surgery.
I always like to make careful calculations for people who are serious about helping me.
David, I said, It is very pleasant to work with me.
Don’t worry, if you are exposed, I am confident that you can leave the UK safely.”
David smiled bitterly: "That way I would lose my honor."
Yi Chen said coldly: "You don't have much honor now.
There are many things that you can't deal with.
There is no need to blame yourself.
In this world, your own interests are eternal.
You have betrayed your country internally."
There are so many people, there is nothing to blame yourself for Yes, come and taste it...
This wine is made by an art collector's private workshop, and the taste is no worse than the best wines in France.
Maybe it's been drunk."
David had a vague feeling that Yi Chen had been hinting at something, but he didn't know what he was talking about. . .
Who cares, Yi is not happy to get to the bottom of it by herself. . .
Looking at the credit card, David actually began to think that Yi Chen was a cute person, much cuter than Mr.
Zhang.
David even began to feel grateful to Yi Chen.
I really don’t know what David would think if he knew that half of the money in the credit card was provided by Mr.
Zhang.
He frowned in his office: "All the people from the Black Devil Security Company went to Paris to work as security guards for an inexplicable nobleman.
The cost of security is about five million U.S. dollars.
In other words, you can't find out whether they suddenly lost their jobs."
Fifty people” A senior agent looked at him cringingly: "Boss, we can call our colleagues in Paris..."
Glaring at him: "Idiot, how far is Paris from Berlin?
Such a distance is enough for them to replenish their manpower, or even more.
Don't forget, that Colonel Kane has also passed by...
Maybe I worry too much, making it easy for them to attack.
There is nothing good about what people in Tokyo are doing.
If they say they are going to attack the vaults of Swiss banks, I would rather believe it.”
Another agent from the Tokyo Operations Group rolled his eyes: "That house belongs to the name of Yamaguchi Mu, the leader of the Yamaguchi-gumi group in Japan.
Maybe they are taking advantage of the underworld.
Then in order to avoid being found out by us, the Chinese quickly took the house Everyone was sent out and then replenished in Paris, forging documents and pretending that everything had nothing to do with them."
Another agent working in London refuted his statement: "Forget it, the Chinese and the Yamaguchi-gumi are partners, and so far they have not had any financial exchanges, and there is nothing worth eating."
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His head hurt a little, and he waved his hands feebly: "Go to work, gentlemen, we seem to be occupied too much energy by a gang leader.
Maybe we are too allergic.
This shouldn't be done.
Do you understand that we shouldn't?"
. . .
God, we can’t focus too much on one goal.
There are so many jobs around the world.
Okay, let me be quiet.
You go out and work now.”
After carefully analyzing the information given to her by her subordinates, she found that everything seemed to be taken for granted and there was nothing unreasonable about it.
Yi Chen had no reason to kill the boss of the Yamaguchi group, and the nobleman in Paris had no reason to protect Yi Chen and hire so many security guards.
Maybe he was preparing to hold a large-scale event, which was common among those flamboyant nobles.
Everything is normal.
Maybe he is really allergic, and Yi Chen has something to do with the Russians.
Don't blame everything on him. . .
He took a long breath and smiled: "Well, dear Chekov, it depends on what you can tell me."
But thinking about what his subordinates reported about Chekov's performance during his last trial, his head started to hurt again.
In Paris, everything went smoothly for the banquet organized by Bai Jade.
In today's society, the preparation required for a large banquet is much simpler than it was a hundred years ago, no, just fifty years ago.
At that time, items needed to be transported from distant places, which was time-consuming and laborious.
Some people even spent a year or even two years preparing a luxurious banquet.
And now the developed transportation determines that as long as you have money, you can prepare everything within three days.
If you are very rich, then one day is enough.
What do you need for a luxurious banquet?
A mysterious owner, a wealthy owner, an owner who looks very tasteful, and a very unique owner, preferably with a noble and attractive identity. . .
Baijiade meets all criteria.
Then, there are exquisite utensils, which is not a problem at all.
For a price of 100,000 US dollars, Baijiade rented a set of silverware from an old customer as tableware that was said to be from the period of the Holy Roman Empire.
Of course, if there is any damage, the price of compensation will be sky-high.
Bai Jiade promised many extra benefits, so the old guy agreed to lend it.
Next, it’s food, but at this kind of social banquet, who cares about food?
Who among the guests is not a big shot who has tasted all kinds of rare foods?
Can you really find a dragon to entertain guests?
Then, food is not important at all.
Exquisite, hygienic and good service, who would really come to a banquet to fill their stomachs?
Of course, due to etiquette issues, food and wine must never be missing, and they must not be too ugly.
If you only entertain guests with two pieces of tofu and cheap champagne, then the door to Paris has been completely closed to you. .
Therefore, knowing that the guests would not be interested in them, buckets of Australian oysters, South American lobsters, and even Chinese bird's nests and shark's fins, as well as countless treasures of fine wine, were delivered on special planes from all over the world.
Baijiade said proudly to a young man next to him: "Slave owners in ancient Rome, in order to eat a fresh, delicious fish, would have their slaves carry a wooden basin in a relay race and run for two days and nights to deliver the fish.
In our own kitchen, the fish was still beating...
We were not so ruthless.
We only had to pay a small amount of money, but we could enjoy more luxurious services than the Roman emperors."
A young man nodded repeatedly: "God, you are so knowledgeable."
Baijiade smiled modestly: "No, gentlemen, it's just because of the circle in which I live, I need to understand this.
In order to match my identity, a little bit of unique knowledge is necessary."
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A live camel from the Sahara was led toward the backyard by Kane's subordinates, followed by a bull from Kobe, Japan, then a ram from the Qinghai-Tibet Plateau, and then a fat goose from In the British countryside, a proud big rooster comes from Germany, and a little pigeon comes from Italy.
Baijiade smiled and said: "Maybe the food I prepared will interest the guests.
In any case, a roasted camel will be a surprise."
The young masters applauded one after another, and then rushed out impatiently, driving their luxury sports cars to various clubs, and immediately announced the news of Baijiade's luxurious banquet.
A chef hired from a large hotel in an oasis in the Sahara stood respectfully next to Bai Jiade: "Sir, roasting a camel requires three days and three nights on a low fire, but in terms of time..."
Bai Jiade looked at him: "Idiot, I don't mean to insult your traditional culture, but here, you just follow my rules.
Those guests don't care how long you roasted the camel, roast each part separately, and finally roast it.
Fill them in, yes, do it as I say, so it will be enough for one day and one night at most, and then give you twelve hours.
They won’t notice the taste, you know.”
The chef looked at Bai Jiade with dumbfounded eyes.
Bai Jiade helplessly motioned to the butler to stuff him a wad of bills: "Sir, you just don't know how to adapt, so you have been living in the desert...
Okay, listen to me, you are right.
It can be said that this is not roasted camel, but who cares?
As long as it can be eaten, you can change the name to it.
Yes, for example, convenient roasted camel."
The chef was speechless, shook his head and walked towards the backyard.
Bai Jiade smiled proudly: "These stubborn ideas will only work if I point them out clearly...
My dear, send the invitation out...
You have discovered me, and I did a good job."
The housekeeper hit him mercilessly: "Dear, those people are too stupid..."
Baijiade muttered: "How can you say that?
I am a genius...
Humph, although lying is not in line with my status.
I am now a Marquis..."
The housekeeper ignored him and walked away.
Two days later, at 7:00 pm, Baijiade's luxurious banquet began.
Kane and the others were all wearing straight tuxedos.
They were more than two hundred big men of about the same height.
They politely patrolled inside and outside the mansion, or helped guests park their cars.
Their demeanor and manners cultivated through rigorous military training made everyone All the guests felt the true aristocratic style of the host Bai Jiade.
Just like a true nobleman who is informed and sensible needs to behave, Baijiade was not at the entrance of the courtyard, but on the steps of the banquet hall, with two butlers and six servants, greeting the guests there.
Bai Jiade was dressed in a black dress, steady and solemn.
The exquisite silk flowers on the left chest, a thin silver pocket watch chain extending from the button, and the naughty little cane in his hand made him a little more elegant.
The firepower that young people should have.
His fair skin and long, strong fingers showed that he was truly a noble man who had never done any physical work.
For any guest who arrives, Bai Jiade can immediately roughly judge their hobbies and personality based on their clothing, age and appearance, and then add a few words of flattery that are neither light nor heavy, making all the guests feel like spring breeze. , I have a lot of favorable impressions of Bai Jiade.
"Madam, you are so beautiful tonight...
Oh, what a pity this pearl is on you...
Your face hides all its brilliance, it cannot bring out your beauty at all . . .
Yes, you are absolutely brilliant, thank you for coming.”
"Dear sir, good evening, thank you for your compliments...Oh, the work of the House of Representatives is very suitable for a majestic gentleman like you.
Long live France..."
The butler gently reminded the guests of their identities and names from behind, while Bai Jiade greeted the guests in a gentle and polite manner, matching each other in perfect coordination.
Waitresses hired temporarily from several nearby five-star hotels, wearing uniform long skirts, holding various drinks in their hands, walked back and forth quietly in the hall.
According to Bai Jiade's request, they did not Passionate, but possessing a demure beauty, in line with the status of an aristocrat.
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The arriving guests, after saying hello to others, immediately naturally formed small circles and started talking among themselves.
Those in the Academy of Sciences, in Parliament, in commerce, and those whose ancestors once had noble titles.
This is the current situation in the social world.
Even if you can set foot in the large circle of upper class society, you still have to work hard to enter these small circles, and you must choose which small circles will welcome you and which small circles will not welcome you or even be hostile to you.
For example, those big figures whose ancestors had noble titles had a natural estrangement from those big figures in the parliament.
After all, their ancestors' glory was deprived of them.
Of course, there are exceptions, and some people are welcome no matter which circle they are in.
Just like this one who is coming in.
The security guard who welcomed the guests loudly said: "Mr.
Sheng Lanlun is here."
Sheng Lanlun, yes, that drunken boy in Venice, the guy who paid a billion dollars to let Bai Jiade do whatever he wanted here, strode in with his weak blond hair flowing and his facial muscles a little distorted.
It was an ordinary suit, but fitting with his identity, this suit also took on a layer of brilliance.
Bai Jiade looked at him carefully, and he also looked at Bai Jiade carefully, and then bowed to each other.
Baigard whispered: "A very fine evening, sir, isn't it?"
Shen Lanlun looked at Baijiade: "Yes, it is very beautiful.
I hope it will be even better in the future.
Sir, you did a good job."
Bai Jiade smiled: "What did you say?"
Sheng Lanlun nodded stiffly: "Yes, very good, I didn't say anything, sir, see you later..."
Bai Jiade bowed slightly, and Sheng Lanlun returned the salute and strode into the banquet hall.
Some people are born with a dazzling brilliance that is enough to attract all those who are inferior to them.
Sheng Lanlun is such a character.
Although in Yi Chen's mouth, he is evaluated as a prodigal, a villain who is blind for emotion, but among these upper-class people in Paris, he is a hot-shot 's baby.
A tall and lanky old man who had several honorary professorships, was the director of a certain laboratory in a certain university, and was also the dean of a certain college in that university.
He was the first to see Sheng Lanlun, and then he was the first to greet him.
He came up and said: "Good evening, Mr.
Saint Lanlun...
I would like to thank you very much for the scientific research fund you donated last time.
This gave us the financial resources to solve several major problems.
You have contributed to the scientific progress of France, sir." " Shen Lanlun smiled: "Professor Jersey, if necessary, I will increase the investment of the fund...Have you made any strange discoveries recently?"
Professor Jersey quickly shook his head: "Sir, science is serious.
There is nothing strange about it.
They are there, just waiting for our discovery...
Yes, this is objective truth, just like the stars in the sky.
Although we can't see them today, the clouds are too thick, but they must exist...
Yes, they have existed since ancient times."
Shen Lanlun and Jersey got into a fight, and the representatives of various nearby small circles were filled with anger.
This old Jersey guy moved too fast.
But it is impolite to interrupt other people's conversations.
How could people like them make such a mistake?
The big man who greeted the guests shouted again: "Mr.
Marshall Delle of the Delle family, Mrs.
Martha Delle, Miss Ellensa, and Master Viscor are here."
Bai Jiade perked up, ha, it's perfect, the protagonist is here.
Mr.
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Dai Le is an old guy with a tall frame and deep eyes.
His wife still has charm.
She wears a long skirt and then a few colorful accessories; Ellensa, the target that Baijiade wants to deal with, is not taller than One hundred and sixty-five centimeters, body Tingting is weak, with a waist that can be broken by hand, a long white gauze skirt, long light brown hair, a delicate, small and beautiful face, and holding a small bouquet of lilies in his hand; as for Viscor, he is an age He's just a small kid, he looks about fifteen or sixteen years old.
Baijiade stepped forward to greet him, and a flood of compliments poured into Mr. and Mrs.
Dai Le.
To Ellensa, he only gave a few faint compliments, and even said more to Viscor than to Ellensa.
There is one more thing to say.
The people in the hall moved their steps towards the door involuntarily.
The Dai Le family, especially Mr.
Dai Le, is still a big figure with strong potential in the political arena.
They cannot neglect it.
The endless hidden benefits are with him. , even the air near his body seemed to smell of power and wealth.
The young gentlemen are different.
What they look forward to is to dance with Ellensa and hug her waist.
Who knows that she is an iceberg beauty?
It is said that no one has been able to impress her.
Woolen cloth.
As for Viscor, he was an insignificant cub, and no one wanted to pay attention to him.
Shen Lanlun had long since secretly hid in the corner of the hall.
Regardless of his status, he picked up a bottle of red wine and drank a few sips of it.
Ellensa looked at him casually, and both of them seemed to be attracted by it.
He avoided the opponent's gaze like a scorpion's sting.
Baijiade looked at this scene curiously, secretly acting as an observer, and at the same time using his artist-like brain, he began to conceive of what happened between the two: "Could it be that Shen Lanlun was raped by Elensa and then Otherwise, how could he hate her so much?
God, forgive me, this is something that only Mr.
Yi and others would think about.
It was just a temptation from the devil.
Me, that’s not my intention.”
The butler gently tapped Bai Jiade's back to signal that all the guests had arrived.
Bai Jiade smiled and looked at Dai Le and the others: "You are indeed a big shot, you have to be the last one to appear, haha, but it's so pretentious.
Aren’t you tired?”
All the guests looked at Bai Jiade consciously.
Dai Le also smiled generously and stood aside with his family.
Bai Jiade's enthusiastic but not disgusting flattery just now made him very happy, and now his heart is still warm. , this young man is worth dating, he is a reasonable person, maybe you can help him a little.
Baijiade walked humbly to the center of the hall, picked up a glass of red wine, and said in French full of classical meaning: "Gentlemen, please allow me to express my 120,000 gratitude for your presence...
I just As a young man who has just entered Paris, it is truly an honor for you to honor me.”
After saying a whole set of polite words, Bai Jiade tried his best to lower his status, but he didn't demean it to the extent that it made people feel artificial.
At the same time, he flattered everyone present in a moderate or serious way. , it seems that they are all social elites, pillars of the world, although judging from their status, these people are indeed.
Baijiade raised his glass, and the guests raised their glasses one after another, and after signaling to each other, they drank it all.
According to the usual practice, Bai Jiade should have said that everyone should be free to move around and let everyone enjoy themselves according to their preferences.
Then Bai Jiade, as the host, would visit the guests one by one under the leadership of a few guides, that is, the young masters.
Among people of high status, this is the meaning of social banquets.
But Baijiade went against common sense.
He said with a smile: "Everyone, I have prepared something special for you.
I think there are very few people in this modern city like Paris who would do this.
Please, please come with me.
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I think everyone should be interested in seeing the grandest banquet of the nomads."
The guests became interested and followed Bai Jiade toward the backyard.
Weirdly, Elensa, who usually didn't like the excitement, dragged her mother to the front, while Sheng Lanlun, a young man, pulled her to the front.
At last.
In the backyard, the guests exclaimed and praised, and several gentlemen couldn't stop saying: "Aha, did you see it?
Gentlemen, this is what we said, but at that time, how many people believed it?
Look, isn't it spectacular?
" On the huge oak shelf, a huge skinned camel gave out an alluring fragrance.
As a few sturdy men turned, the entire shelf slowly drove the camel to rotate, and drops of yellow and bright grease dripped on the bottom.
There was a sizzling sound in the coals, and small flames flickered away.
The guests clapped gently and shook their heads slightly to show their appreciation for this scene.
In particular, those big men were only wearing a pair of leather shorts, revealing their extremely strong muscles, which gave them a somewhat primitive and mysterious demeanor.
Several women wearing Islamic robes slowly walked out from the shadow of the trees in the backyard, followed by a few guys with hooked noses, yellow skin, and rough skin, holding long crescent-shaped scimitars in their hands. .
The woman held a huge silver tray in her hand.
The simple patterns on it and the slightly worn body proved their antiquity and preciousness.
The highly paid chefs quickly and skillfully opened the camel's belly.
A few big men helped and took out the calf inside with a fork, then opened the cow's belly and took out the ram inside. . .
Until finally I took out the baked egg that was soaked in grease.
Several dignitaries from Paris' upper class looked at each other.
Some of them had tasted such a feast in the Middle East, and naturally knew that this egg would be dedicated to the most distinguished person among the people present. . .
So, whoever Baijiade would dedicate this egg to, no matter which one he gave it to, he would get that person's extreme favor, but he would definitely arouse the hatred of several other people.
As long as those pervasive tabloid reporters add a little extra mileage, in less than twelve hours, the whole of Europe will know that in the mind of Marquis So-and-so, so-and-so is more noble than other so-and-so. . .
So, what are the differences between them?
Are there any changes in their political careers, or what changes have occurred in their companies?
Even, maybe, they themselves will have some kind of unhappiness because of this egg.
Several big shots looked at each other, their minds churning. . .
Damn Bai Jiade, why did he prepare this thing for whoever he wanted to give it to?
Or could he eat it himself?
That would be extremely rude.
Baijiade picked up the fragrant egg with a silver fork and walked towards Dai Le.
Dai Le felt a little joy in his heart, "Good boy, I remember you.
If there is a chance in the future, I will take care of you."
Several other big shots changed their expressions almost immediately, wondering what they were thinking.
In their minds, they seem to be no different than Dai Le.
Dai Le was ready to take the fork and take a bite, but Baijiade handed the fork to Viscor.
Everyone was stunned for a moment, and Viscor was also stunned.
He looked at the fork in his hand and wondered, can eggs like this be eaten?
It seemed that no one around him wanted to eat them.
This guy deliberately made things difficult for me and gave them to me on purpose.
Give it to me, am I the best to bully?
Baijiade said loudly: "Gentlemen, this egg is going to be given to the most distinguished guest here.
However, I really can't favor one and the other.
In my opinion, all guests are equally noble, why should I deliberately share it?"
Who is worthy of respect and who is not?
Gentlemen, I can only dedicate him to Mr.
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Viscol.
He is young, he is energetic, he is of noble birth, he is not the future of the French Republic.
Best, who chooses to enjoy this egg?”
Dai Le laughed and clapped vigorously.
Other big shots also showed knowing smiles and clapped vigorously.
Ha, boy, yes, he is a character worthy of our cultivation. . .
But what would you do if Viscor wasn't there?
Viscor was licking his lips and staring at the barbecue on the silver plate: "God, this egg is too greasy, but it tastes good, um, not bad...then these meats should be more delicious, right?"
This guy is not teasing me.”
The banquet went on smoothly and satisfactorily.
As the young masters had secretly expected, Bai Jiade became the first person to dance with Ellensa in his arms, and also the last one. . .
Bai Jiade no longer needs introductions from those young masters.
He has left a deep impression on these big shots.
He has successfully taken the first step, and Dai Le can't help but discuss some weird issues with him. , and then marveled at Bai Jiade's talents in art, language, history, and economics, which greatly amazed the several big shots next to him.
Chekov, who was far away at the London military base, slowly opened his eyes.
In front of him, there was a cup of ice-cold coffee and two buns, nothing more.
People's fate sometimes really makes you sigh
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