NFBE Chapter 817 Carnival Banquet
Chapter 817 Carnival Banquet
A carnival-like feast.
The terms on the hot searches are competing with each other, and hot topics are emerging one after another.
The high-end dresses of stars, the limited edition sports cars or watches of business people, are there any inside stories about the pairing of celebrities and stars? And the background of the band in the live broadcast, the sashimi on the table is made by a Michelin chef, the chandeliers in the banquet hall are worth millions, and even the corners of the clothes of the waiters are embroidered with the logo of a high-end luxury brand...
Netizens were like mice trapped in a rice jar, shuttling back and forth between the red carpet walk outside the building and the various live broadcasts in the banquet hall, enjoying the show to their heart's content. They had countless emotions to express on every platform, in every video and in every photo.
The same was true for the guests present.
Everyone thought tonight would be a party.
With so many big shots present, there is always business to discuss.
Even if there is no business to discuss, it is completely worth it just to come here to broaden your horizons, eat some melons or make some friends.
Therefore, almost everyone present was enthusiastic about tonight's banquet.
When the countdown reached the end, Secretary Fei crossed out the last line on the guest list and was about to turn around and leave when a taxi suddenly arrived at the intersection.
Secretary Fei paused for a moment, watched the bodyguard walk over to ask for the invitation, then he looked away and turned to leave.
Just after taking two steps, there was a sudden silence behind him, and then, the crowd of fans standing on the roadside suddenly erupted into a terrible scream -
“Undead demon ahh ...
Secretary Fei paused and turned around with a helpless premonition.
Through the lowered rear window of the taxi, Ye Kong was staring at him dimly.
The secretary waved his hand to signal the bodyguard to let him pass, and the taxi driver immediately drove over and stopped.
Secretary Fei went to open the door himself, but the girl didn't come down immediately. She stared at him with a smile: "I've been waiting for news from your boss, but he seems to have forgotten me? You invited me down without checking the invitation. Will he fire you later?"
The secretary could only bend down and say: "This is why the boss asked me to watch the door."
——He didn't want her to come, so he didn't give her an invitation, but he was afraid that if she insisted on coming, she would be stopped because she didn't have an invitation.
So Secretary Fei was arranged.
Ye Kong understood what he said, but fell into even greater confusion.
Why don't you want her to come?
Wasn't this an important occasion for him? Didn't he want to share with her the joy of victory? And the sense of ceremony at the end of a long revenge?
And even if we don’t talk about these, he wants to give Wen Rong the biggest stage, and she, the Undead Demon, is the biggest and most dazzling laser light on this stage.
You can tell by just listening to the screams and shutter sounds that rise and fall like a tsunami and last for a long time.
Ye Kong frowned and thought for a long time before getting out of the car.
The screams and roars continued, the sound was so high and sharp that it even penetrated into the building and was faintly heard by the guests.
When the guests realized what these people were shouting, their enthusiasm, which was already high on expectations for the dinner, soared to its peak again.
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"Miss Ye is here."
The news reached the ears of the Wen father and son.
Wen Rong closed his eyes and smiled: "Yes, she should be the last one to appear."
For the first time, he praised this person without any resentment or sarcasm - what came to his mind was not the cold and indifferent face that looked down on everyone, but the terrifying traffic, value, and wealth that were faintly visible behind her.
The 5 billion in Nangang, the collapse of the Qin family, the great changes in the Ye family, the connections of Tu Zhou, Xu Wei, and even the Lin family, and the top hacker behind her who I vaguely heard of...
In addition, there are tsunami-like screams downstairs, astonishing traffic numbers online, and an extremely noble and positive reputation both at home and abroad.
It was the first time that he looked at this annoying yellow-haired girl so objectively.
He saw countless opportunities to exploit in her, and value that could be endlessly extracted.
...Is this what it feels like to be the one in power? It's like every organ in my body, even my brain, has been replaced.
He felt unprecedented clarity, wisdom, and true generosity and calmness.
As long as Ye Kong could bring him more wealth, he would even accept her to live in the Wen family manor and use the entire manor to hold the wedding of the century for her.
You can even write her name on the Wen family tree.
The makeup artist touched up his face.
Without even opening his eyes, he said to his son, "Ah Can, do you want to go down and greet them?"
"no need."
Wen Can said calmly, "Tu Wan and the others should be here, she won't be bored."
Wen Rong nodded.
He had just received the guest list for tonight not long ago. The word "satisfied" was not enough to describe how pleasantly surprised he was.
He didn’t know how much energy and time his son had spent to do this for him.
Wen Rong took a deep breath, imagining how he would make a speech in front of so many people. He could no longer suppress his excited heartbeat, so he could only take another deep breath to calm himself.
Wen Rong was busy imagining the grand occasion that would take place later, so naturally he couldn't see Wen Can's expression.
But the makeup artist saw it.
Wen Can actually had his back to them, just sitting in front of a makeshift mirror playing with his phone.
But the mirror reflected his face, and then it was reflected in the makeup mirror in front of Wen Rong - the makeup artist accidentally raised her eyes and saw it.
He wasn't looking at his phone at all, he was in a daze - he was staring at Wen Rong in the mirror.
The wandering pupils looked surprisingly dark when backlit, which scared the makeup artist so much that her hands shook and she applied too much powder.
Apologize quickly and make amends.
When I looked up again, the young man in the mirror had closed his eyes.
Under the short black hair, the facial features with clear lines can truly be described as gentle as jade and picturesque, and the lips that seem to be smiling even when not smiling remind people of the flowing clouds or wind in late spring, which are invisible and intangible, but will pass around your fingers, leaving a lingering touch for people to imagine.
The makeup artist reluctantly withdrew her gaze. It was a pity that this young master did not need makeup, otherwise she could touch that perfect face that even a model's face could not reach.
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Ye Kong walked into the door.
At first glance, there is only one feeling.
——There are so many people.
It looks like a fairyland and also like a devil's cave.
The heavy, solid door slowly closed behind her.
She walked away absentmindedly as a conspicuous bag kept jumping up and waving its hands in a stupid manner.
However, after walking a few steps, a staggering figure suddenly appeared in the field of vision.
Ye Kong looked up and saw a strange yet familiar face.
It’s Fang Siwan.
She was slightly stunned and slowed down her pace.
At the same time, the noise around them died down, and many people who knew them looked over vaguely.
"Empty...empty."
The trembling voice reached my ears, and it was so strange that it seemed like I was hearing it for the first time.
Ye Haichuan, who had just returned from the bathroom not far away, changed his expression and walked over in a hurry.
Fang Siwan staggered towards her.
In his peripheral vision, Ye Haichuan saw the swift figure that he was eager to see.
Ye Kong nodded slightly, took another step, and looked away, crossing paths with her staggering figure.
The pause was less than two seconds.
She walked past her, and then walked past Ye Haichuan who was striding over, as if she was walking past two people who recognized each other's faces but had no friendship.
There were no complicated feelings, no changing expressions, not even a ripple in his eyes.
If she had to say something, it would be that as she walked past them and towards her friends, only a small conclusion flashed through her mind.
——It turns out that blood ties are not a big deal.
I don't feel anything at all.