Chapter eight hundred and forty fifth reception
Li Zhongxin, Jamino, Wang Bo and others talked a lot about their cooperation during the day. As soon as he returned to the hotel room, he heard Wang Bo call the interpreter and ask what fun places are there in France.
Li Zhongxin frowned. Wang Bo drank a pound of Maotai at night and drank half a bottle of red wine. After drinking so much, he must not let Wang Bo and Feng Banshan go out. Not to mention that Wang Bo likes to cause trouble after drinking too much, he doesn't drink too much, and is not a fuel-efficient lamp.
In recent years, Wang Bo has been busy with Zhongxin Company and has a much better temper, but this does not mean that he will not cause trouble.
In France, it is not as good as in China. If something happens, it will be a big deal. Thinking of this, Li Zhongxin spoke to Wang Bo: "San Uncle, we will attend a very important cocktail party tomorrow. I will tell you who to talk to. Tonight, you have drunk so much wine, so don't go out to play."
I will attend a cocktail party tomorrow, don’t go out tonight?!!!
After Wang Bo returned to the hotel, he had just begun to discuss with Feng Banshan about leading the translator to go to several romantic places in Paris to play, and suddenly heard Li Zhongxin say that he would not go out tonight, and his face suddenly became unpleasant.
"What? I won't let Feng Banshan and I go out tonight. What will I attend tomorrow?" Wang Bo asked with a gloomy face.
"Tomorrow I asked Jamino to hold a cocktail party, which is a very important thing, tomorrow during the day! I will also explain some things to you. Then you will talk to a few people at the banquet. You are an important person, and it will be better to go out and play. I told Jamino that the day after tomorrow, let Jamino bring Feng Xiaowu from his learning place, and then we will go out for dinner together, and then go to the most famous Basque Beach in France to enjoy life. Do you see if I arrange this way? " Li Zhongxin said to Wang Bo with a smile.
Li Zhongxin knew Wang Bo's temper very well. As long as Wang Bo drank wine, according to his happy words, there was basically no big problem. If he really ordered the orders, Wang Bo would not accept the control of the Heavenly Dynasty.
"Then let's make up. The day after tomorrow we will call Feng Xiaowu, let's go to the beach in France together, no, the Spartan beach on the beach to enjoy life." Wang Bo's alcohol was also coming at this time, and his mouth was a little unclear.
I'll go!!!
When Li Zhongxin heard the sandy side of Wang Bona Beach and Spartan Beach, a mouthful of old blood almost spurted out.
What is the beach's sand side, Spartan beach? When did the Warriors get all the beach?
Li Zhongxin was also drunk about Wang Bo's ignorance.
Wang Bo mentioned it twice when he came to France, saying that he wanted to spend a vacation at the best beach in France, which was also a pre-stop for a possible honeymoon next year.
Yang Panpan and Wang Bo have mentioned it many times, saying that the beaches in France are very beautiful, but because she has no time and no money, she has not visited those places.
If she had the chance, she would like to visit a few beaches in France and see the good places that she had been thinking about.
Wang Bo remembered such a thing, but he created a Spartan beach. Li Zhongxin felt that there was no one else.
The next day came soon. During the day, Li Zhongxin and Wang Bo talked about the few people Wang Bo wanted to meet in the evening and asked Wang Bo to talk about some things, and then walked around the Arc de Triomphe in Paris and went directly to the Westminster Hotel that Gemino decided to be.
The Westminster Hotel is located in the heart of Paris, between Piazza Ventôme and the Opera House. This building, which has been around for nearly 100 years, exudes a quaint and elegant atmosphere everywhere.
Unlike many renovated hotels in Paris, this building was designed as a luxury hotel since the Duke of Westminster was the first to visit, so the hotel was named after him.
When he arrived at the gate, Li Zhongxin saw that Jamino was standing outside the gate with some of the Rothschild family people he had met, waiting for him.
As soon as he saw Li Zhongxin coming, Jamino immediately surrounded Li Zhongxin with the people around him, and led Li Zhongxin into the hotel with the noble etiquette.
As soon as you step into the ancient lobby, you feel like you have entered the ancient hall of the medieval ages.
This hotel completely retains the classical atmosphere of the old house, and each place is as beautiful as a scroll. The winding stairs, the white candles on the candlesticks, and the crystal lanterns on the ceiling. This aristocratic experience is unforgettable.
Li Zhongxin, Wang Bo and others, surrounded by more than a dozen young people from the Jamino family, took the elevator to the banquet hall on the 16th floor.
"Hey, who is the black-haired Oriental boy over there? How could he be treated so well?"
"Yes! No matter how I look at it, I think that the boys of the Rothschild family are all surrounding those Oriental people?"
A group of elites from the upper class felt incredible when they saw Li Zhongxin and Jamino walking into the banquet hall from the elevator.
The protagonist of the cocktail party this time was Jamino. Although he still looked aristocratic at this time, he deliberately missed Li Zhongxin half a step during the process, and he always showed a sense of respect.
If the person standing in the middle is a celebrity in the industry or a young master from that big family, they would not find it strange, but the one who appears in their eyes is a Chinese boy who looks not very old.
"What is the origin of this young man? Why did Jamino, the host of this cocktail party, make a special trip to accompany him?"
"Can this oriental boy be a Japanese or Korean, and the son of those largest consortiums?"
People attending the cocktail party started to speculate.
Bamlowsky, who had been tasting red wine in the corner, just raised his head slightly and fell into savoring red wine again.
Bamlowsky really didn't have much thought about this cocktail party, and he was even more curious about what would happen if the little guy in the Rothschild family came to him here to discuss.
If it weren't for the fact that a loan was needed recently, Bamlovsky would never have taken a plane from Moscow to Paris because of a call from Jamino.
Chapter completed!